Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 26

Chapter 26

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Thire bottles of Polish triple distilled vodka. Drink them all, and well coleider this matter closed.

The words left my mouth before I could even process the rage building free me. I watched Miles’s face drain of color as he stared at me, hid Alan’s apple bobbing nervously. The satisfaction 1 felt was immediate and visceral. Just moments ago, this pathetic excuse for a businessman had been pressuring Tris to drink despite her clear refusal.

My wolf was practically clawing at my skin, demanding I do more than just threaten him with alcohol poisoning.

Mr. Grey, this is just a misunderstanding, Miles stammered, his eyes darting around the private dining room like a cornered animal. ‘It was only meant as a joke.”

A joke? I nearly laughed at his pathetic attempt to backpedal. “Was it? Didn’t seem very funny to me.”

I reached for the vodka bottle the waiter had just brought over, uncapped it, and poured a generous amount into a small glass. The sharp scent of alcohol cut through the air as I slid it across the table toward him.

“Since it’s already here, you might as well try it.” I kept my voice even, controlled, watching as Miles reluctantly picked up the glass with trembling fingers.

He brought it to his lips and took a sip, grimacing immediately. I felt a surge of satisfaction watching him struggle to swallow, his eyes watering from the burn.

“Finish it,” I commanded, not bothering to hide my enjoyment. I could smell his fear – that distinctive acrid scent that wolves can detect so easily in humans. It was intoxicating in its own way, knowing I could reduce this overconfident businessman to a quivering mess with just a

few words.

Miles choked down the rest of the vodka, coughing violently afterward. I pushed the bottle toward him. “Seems like you enjoy it. Consider the

rest a gift.

“Th–thank you, Mr. Grey, but I think I’ve had enough,” he managed to say between coughs.

I smiled coldly. “Of course.”

As the meeting resumed, I found myself unable to focus on the business discussion. My attention kept drifting to Iris, who sat silently at the far end of the table. Why had I reacted so strongly to Miles pressuring her It wasn’t like me to interfere in such matters, especially for someone I was in the process of divorcing.

I watched her shift uncomfortably in her seat, noticed the way she tucked a strand of hair behind her ear, how she glanced at the exit periodically. When she finally stood up and excused herself, I felt an overwhelming urge to follow her.

“I need to take a call,‘ I announced abruptly, rising from my chair. “Please continue without me. I’ll only be a moment.”

I stepped out of the private room, catching a glimpse of Iris’s navy blue blazer as she turned the corner toward the restrooms. I followed at a distance, not wanting her to spot me. What the hell am I doing? I questioned myself. Was I really stalking my soon–to–be ex–wife through a restaurant? This was beneath me, and yet I couldn’t stop myself.

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