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

do with the fact that

telling me this is no

else is going on here, and I wonder if it’s

Aaron and the Council and

now

bottom of all this, one

determination, I march into the hotel and up

suite where Ryker is staying.

it makes me wonder about the kind of life he lives where he can’t even stay at a hotel without

the outside of the

into a

simply nod and let us in, since

has a spectacular view over the city and out toward the snow–capped mountains in the distance.

bar to

Ryker says with a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “Can I get either

takes up a stance near the inside of the

drinking,” I tell him

cross the room.

before pouring a measure of expensive bourbon into two glasses.

as he brings the drink

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

ask, ignoring the sharp pang in my chest I get whenever anyone mentions Aaron

his head, expression

He didn’t deserve an end like

Especially not at the hands of a

his condolences, then take a sip

I find the bourbon has a pleasant smoothness with a hit

down.