Jealousy Alpha's Regret novel Chapter 28

Chapter 28

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Bebastien fov

the the back seat of my black strv, eyes forked on Miles‘ cut ahead of My jaw clenched so tight I could feel a dull ache spreading through my Temples. Daniel Parker sat in the passenger sont, fidgeting with his phone, probably feeling the tension radiating off me in waves,

Keep Your distance, I ordered the driver: ‘I dont want them to spot us.”

The image of fris climbing into Miles’s car outside the restaurant was buried into my brain. After all my warnings, after making it perfectly clear what i thought of their relationship, she still had the nerve to leave with him. And that fucking room key she’d accepted from Miles…

what the hell was she playing at?

“Was she seriously going to sleep with him? I muttered under my breath, my fingers drumming against my knee. ‘Is she that desperate to get back at me that she’d sell herself to the first guy who shows interest? C

Daniel cleared his throat nervously. “Sir, should I call for backup?”

I shot him a glare that made him shrink back into his seat. “This isn’t a military operation, Daniel. I just want to know what my wife is up to.”

My wife. The words felt strange on my tongue. Soon she wouldn’t be my wife anymore – isn’t that what I wanted? So why did the thought of her with Miles make my wolf howl with rage?

I watched the silhouette of Iris through the rear window of Miles’s car. Her head was turned slightly, probably engaged in conversation. What were they talking about? What was Miles saying to make her choose him over me?

“She’s changed,” I said, more to myself than to Daniel. “Two years ago, she wouldn’t have dared to defy me like this.”

I remembered how she’d looked at the gala, eyes blazing with defiance as she stood up to me. So different from the meek, compliant woman I’d married. When had she grown this backbone? And why did I find it simultaneously infuriating and… fascinating?

Daniel’s voice interrupted my thoughts. “Grey sir, I did some research on this Miles. He’s a design director at Polaris Studio. He-*

“I know who he is,” I cut him off sharply. “What I want to know is where they’re going.”

I didn’t care about Miles right now. That situation would be dealt with later. Right now, all I could think about was Iris and Miles together, and the possessive rage it stirred in me.

The cars ahead slowed down, and Miles’s vehicle pulled into the driveway of the Grand Crescent Hotel. My grip tightened on the armrest.

“A hotel, I growled. “Of course.”

We parked across the street, and I watched as Miles and Iris entered the building. My wolf was practically clawing at my skin, demanding action, demanding I claim what was mine.

Wait–mine? No. She wasn’t mine. I didn’t want her. This was just about… about…

Fuck. I didn’t even know anymore.

‘Daniel, find out what room they’re in,” I ordered as we entered the hotel lobby. “Now.”

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Chapter 20

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Suor added and headed toward the front desk while I stood back, seamong the area. The hotel was upscale, the kind of place wolves like us begin ruil when we needed privacy Did Miles bring her here often? Had they been seeing each other behind my back all this time?

Five minutes later, Daniel returned, looking nervous. “Sir, it’s room 2033, der Phillips name.

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