Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

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.

gate, James and I

the SUV.

weird, right?” I say to

in concern, while we wait for the gate to slide closed

that, we follow the ATV up the drive.

have no idea what I’m expecting, but the perfectly maintained–if not gorgeous–house and garden

not it.

pull up in the driveway, just in front of a detached garage.

out of the SUV, I notice

bars on them.

any

Silver bars.

skipping in my chest, and I can’t think of a single reason why my dad would need

the

keeping someone–a wolf–captive.

But who?

And why?

as confused and concerned as I feel, as we hurry toward the porch

there, we find a silver barred door in place of

up the short. stairs to join us, looking even more worried and

underlying my voice with a

lotta Alpha command.

of them starts, though he does so timidly, as if knowing it’s not a good idea to question me, but still struggling with whatever standing

Door. Now!” The words are a threatening growl, and

both the outer door and inner door are unlocked–and it takes some moments because there are a ridiculous number of locks on

my gaze.

open the door, James only

nicely

here, and if not for the fact there are bars on the windows and all the doors are locked, I might have said they had a

it’s all very impersonal.