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.

right?” I say to

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

that, we follow the ATV up the

idea what I’m expecting, but the perfectly maintained–if not gorgeous–house and garden are

not it.

up in the driveway, just in front of

the SUV, I notice all of the house’s windows

bars on them.

just any bars.

Silver bars.

heart is skipping in my chest, and I can’t think of a single reason why my dad would need a house out in the middle of nowhere with silver

the

he was keeping someone–a

But who?

And why?

and concerned as I feel, as we

barred door in place of a screen

two guards are slowly walking up the short. stairs to join us, looking even more worried and

door!” I tell them, underlying my voice

lotta Alpha command.

so timidly, as if knowing it’s not a good idea to question me, but still struggling with whatever

are a threatening growl, and the two men

door are unlocked–and it takes some moments because there are

my gaze.

door,

the interior is nicely decorated

if not for the fact there are bars on the windows and all the doors are locked,

all

though whoever lives here isn’t allowed to

suppose that makes sense, given that