Bad Love: An Alpha's Regret (Leah and Aaron) novel Chapter 268

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 

has nothing to do with the fact that Ryker is staying here. 

But my instincts are telling me this is no coincidence. 

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

connected to the mess of Aaron and the Council and the fact 

that I’m now a widow. 

I’m going to get to the bottom of all this, one way or another. 

With renewed determination, I march into the hotel and up to 

the penthouse suite where Ryker is staying. 

He has a 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 bodyguards 

manning the outside of the room. 

As I approach, one of them speaks into a wire attached to his jacket. 

By the time we arrive at the door, they simply nod and let us in, since apparently Ryker has let them know he’ll see us. 

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

Ryker is standing by the bar to one side of the sitting room. 

“What an unexpected surprise,” Ryker says with a smile that doesn’t quite reach his eyes. “Can I get either of you a drink?” 

James murmurs a polite refusal, and takes up a stance near the inside of the door. 

“I’ll have whatever you’re drinking,” I tell him confidently as I 

cross the room. 

“The Luna has fine taste, I see,” Ryker teases, before pouring a measure of expensive bourbon into two glasses. 

“So,” he says as he brings the drink over to hand to me. “What 

brings you here, Luna Leah? I have to admit, I’m surprised to see you, given everything that’s going on.” 

“You mean because the Council killed my mate?” I ask, ignoring the sharp pang in my chest I get whenever anyone mentions Aaron and what happened to him. 

Ryker dips his head, expression sobering. “I’m sorry, Leah. 

Aaron was a good man. He didn’t deserve an end like 

that. Especially not at the hands of a Council that’s clearly forgotten the Old Ways.” 

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

I’ve never been much of a drinker, but I find the bourbon has a pleasant smoothness with a hit of fire when it goes 

down. 

“I know Aaron respected you,” I say after a moment. “And I’ve forgiven your part in what happened that night with Liam.” 

Ryker inclines his head. “Then I assume you’re here to ask for my help in some manner.”