Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 146

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Chapter 146

“I have to know he’s alive.”

“You have my word,” he tells me.

Oddly. I believe him.

This wolf is many things…

Cold. Cru el. A Kil ler.

But he isn’t a li ar.

I get the impression that he’d consider that beneath him. Or

more aptly, he’s too arr ogant for that sort of machination.

Five.

Four.

He smiles.

I grab the pen.

It’s a mistake, I know. But I’ll be able to fight it. Those papers

will take weeks to file and we can revoke them beforehand.

I scribble my name and then jump back from the table. “Bring him out. Now.” I level the gun at Ryker.

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“And so help me god, I’m going to do to you whatever you’ve done to him.”

He smiles again, only this one actually looks genuine. “Such a

waste,” he mumbles.

Then he rises from the desk and walks to a different table.

There is an old-fashioned phone with a coiled cord. He picks up the receiver and punches in the

numbers. “Bring him up,” he tells someone, then gently sits the phone back in its cradle.

1 glance behind me at the door I came through. No wolves crowd or block that route of escape. But

despite that, I still

fear we’ll have a hard time to break free of this place. My mind is racing. We can petition the Council.

What’s happened here…it isn’t legal. It won’t stand. There are attorneys in the human world and laws

that protect against exactly this type of extortion. We have evidence of the hostage situation and can

pursue this in legal channels.

It’ll be okay. First step is to get Liam to safety.

Then we can figure out the rest.

Ryker watches me, his eyes glittering. “I think I can see into `your mind. All the little thoughts spinning

like a waterwheel.”

My phone is in my back pocket and I’m still holding the gun. Ryker doesn’t look concerned at all. He

crosses his arms and

leans against the antique Louis XIV table. Everything in this room feels old and big and decadent.

“My husband is going to make you pay for this.”

His face gives the tiniest flinch. It’s come and gone in a second. “There is nothing that Aaron Rathborn

can do to address this situation. It’s rooted in ha te generations in the

making.”

I don’t like the sound of this at all.

Right now, I just wish Aaron was here.

I heft the gun a little higher.

“I see why he favors you,” Ryker says quietly.

I don’t know what he means. Or even who he is talking about.

There’s motion behind us and though I keep my sights trained on Ryker, I watch as Liam clears the

warehouse entry door. He walks unrestrained straight toward me.

I let my attention flicker for the briefest moment but it’s all I

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need.

Liam is unharmed.

His hair is styled back. His beard is trim. He’s wearing a suit

and looking like he came fresh from the tailor’s.

Where are the bruises and blood, the evidence of beatings

and abuse?

“Thank God you’re alright,” I whisper.

He smiles at me. “Thanks to you, sweet sister.”

Then he turns to Ryker. “Is it done?”

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Ryker nods but his gaze stays on me. “She signed over everything.”

“Well, then,” Liam says as he approaches me, “I don’t see any

reason to drag this out. Do you?”

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