Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 268

James isn’t happy, but he also doesn’t have a better idea.

So I finally convince him later that evening to drive me to the

luxury hotel where I know Ryker has been staying.

We don’t say much to each other during the long drive.

I can tell James wants to convince me not to do this, while I

want to ask about Jessica.

However, I know that puts James in an awkward position, she

his sister, after all. It wouldn’t be fair to expect him to not respect her privacy or whatever.

So we sit there in strained silence with the weight of all the things we’re not saying hanging between us.

Instead of using the valet service at the front of the hotel, James insists on parking the car himself nearby, which leaves us about half a block away to walk.

As we’re approaching the hotel, a woman steps out through the revolving doors and gets into the back of a black town–car waiting for her.

I stop dead in my tracks as I realize it’s Karolina.

What the hell is she doing here?

It can’t be a coincidence that she’s just stepped out of the same hotel where Ryker is staying.

Although, the hotel does have a high–end bar and restaurant, so I suppose it’s possible she was just meeting someone and it

fact that Ryker is staying here.

my instincts are telling me this

and I wonder

the mess of Aaron and the Council and the

I’m now a

of all this, one way or another.

determination, I march into

suite where Ryker

as security, and it makes me wonder about the kind of

the outside of the

approach, one of them speaks into

and let us in, since apparently

over the city and out toward the snow–capped mountains

by the bar to

an unexpected surprise,” Ryker says with a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “Can I

and takes up a stance near the inside of the

have whatever you’re drinking,” I

cross the room.

Luna has fine taste, I see,” Ryker teases, before pouring a measure of expensive

the drink over to

you here, Luna Leah? I have to admit, I’m surprised to

Council killed my mate?” I ask, ignoring the sharp pang in my chest I get

dips his head, expression sobering. “I’m

a good man. He didn’t

hands of a Council that’s clearly forgotten

condolences, then take a

bourbon has a

down.