Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 270

I’m glad to climb back into the safety of the SUV with James after leaving the meeting with Ryker.

There wasn’t much left to say after Ryker made his ultimatum. He’s not going to help me get the Al tech back, not if it means moving against his mate.

I know I should heed his warning.

No one in their right mind pits themselves against the Old

Country Wolves and expects to survive.

But the tech–and whatever damage it might do is my

responsibility.

My family built it, and my family lost it.

No matter the cost, I have to get it back. Then decide whether to hand it over to the military like it was supposed to be, or destroy it and tell the military that the project failed.

“This isn’t good, Leah,” James says once we start driving.

“Tell me about it,” I mutter despondently. “But it doesn’t change things.”

“It doesn’t?” James says incredulously. “Leah, you heard Ryker. If you go after Karolina, he will come for you. Even Aaron was smart enough not to cross the Old Country Wolves.”

“In the past, maybe,” I reply, ignoring the tightness in my chest and the tears that prick my eyes. “But if he was here now, I know he’d be thinking about doing exactly that.”

God, I wish Aaron was here right now.

My entire body aches with wanting my mate.

are in agony, wounded in a way I know I’m never going to recover from. Not until I meet

keep going, shoving

later when I can

our hands of this Al tech and be done with it. We have to get it back. Could you

if the tech

thousands–maybe even millions–of people

has it started turning it

Would you still be able to look

and not feel

deaths?”

right. I couldn’t live with that.

are we going to

“We’ll just have to do it in

to that, and I spend a few minutes mulling

few ideas start coming to me. “Is there a way to track Karolina’s

but then again, he hasn’t looked happy about any of this conversation.

not that hard.”

Good.

finally feel like I’m getting

where the missing tech

check on it–or, god forbid–get ready to use go it. Tracking her movements for a few days or weeks should give

those places ourselves

us anywhere.

the time we get back to

and we go our separate ways.

Ethan, but he’s sleeping soundly in his crib across the hall

into Aaron’s room, then

just want to wash the day away before I go to

and collapse in the middle, dragging the blankets over

pillows.

still catch the faintest hint of Aaron’s scent

soon it’ll be