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

are telling me this is no

here, and I wonder

to the mess of Aaron and

now a

to the bottom of all this,

I march into the

suite where Ryker is staying.

couple of guys standing in the hallway, acting as security, and it makes me wonder about the kind of life he lives where he can’t even stay at a hotel without

the outside of

one of them speaks into a wire attached

door, they simply nod and let us in, since apparently

view over the city and out toward the snow–capped mountains in

bar to one side of the

smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “Can I get either of you a drink?”

polite refusal, and takes up a stance near the inside of

you’re drinking,” I

cross the room.

Ryker teases, before pouring a measure of expensive bourbon into two glasses.

he says as he brings the drink over to hand to

I’m surprised to

ignoring the sharp pang in my chest I get whenever

his head, expression

good man. He didn’t deserve an end like

of a

nod as I accept his condolences, then take a sip of

find the bourbon has a pleasant

down.