Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 263

I’m debating whether to call our security company and find out whether this property is registered with them, and if they might be able to give me remote access, when one of those ATV four–wheeler vehicles comes from the other direction.

The two guys sitting in it are wearing security uniforms, but I recognize them as Roberts pack.

“Luna Leah,” one of them says in surprise as he walks closer to the gate. “We weren’t expecting you.”

“Well,” I say, crossing my arms and gathering all my formidable Alpha power now that I’ve got it back again. “Considering both my father and my brother are dead, you had to assume I was going to become aware of this little project at some point, didn’t you?”

The two men share a quick, concerned look, clearly unsure what they’re meant to do.

Is it possible that my father or Liam left strict instructions that

I was not to know about this place, let alone come here?

But why?

“How can we help you, Luna?” one of them finally asks me.

“You can start by opening this gate.”

They share a look again, this time one of resignation.

It’s not like they can defy me. I’m pack Luna and an Alpha as

well.

But it seriously makes me worried about what on earth my father and Liam were either doing or keeping here.

While the two men open the gate, James and I get back into

the SUV.

is totally weird, right?” I say to James as we roll

concern, while we wait for the gate to slide closed behind

the

no idea what I’m expecting, but the perfectly maintained–if not gorgeous–house and

not it.

up in the

out of the SUV, I notice all

bars on them.

any bars.

Silver bars.

but my heart is skipping in my chest, and I can’t think of a single reason why my dad would need a house out in

on the windows.

he was keeping

But who?

And why?

concerned as I feel, as we hurry

we find a silver barred door in place

the two guards are slowly walking up the short. stairs to join us, looking

underlying my voice with a

lotta Alpha command.

I don’t think that’s a good-” one of them starts, though he does so timidly, as if knowing it’s not a good idea to question me, but still struggling with

Now!” The words are a threatening growl, and the two

inner door are unlocked–and it takes some moments because there are a ridiculous number

my gaze.

and yank open the door,

the interior is nicely decorated

obviously lives here, and if not for the fact there are bars on the windows and

it’s all very impersonal.

are no photos or personal items anywhere, as though whoever lives here isn’t allowed to truly

sense, given that it’s basically a fancy