Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 308

I can see Axel is confused by what I’ve just said.

“How can Leah be the reason you were abducted? She was just a child,” Axel says, but his voice isn’t judgmental or critical, just

curious.

I think then he might actually listen to me and understand where I’m coming from.

“The Roberts Luna was killed,” I tell him, the memories of that time coming back to haunt me.

Really, those memories never left me. It’s not like I had much else to think about during those ten years I was locked up.

“And then both my parents were killed,” I continue, a lump rising in my throat. “The number of wolves who’d already died was getting higher and higher, and other packs were beginning to get pulled into the conflict. The Council decreed that peace needed to be reached. They decided in favor of the Rathborn pack and told the old Roberts Alpha he needed to hand Leah over to be Aaron’s future bride. Of course, it wasn’t like Rathborn pack came away from it much better off. My brother had to sacrifice his life and his true love, Jessica.”

“I still don’t see what that has to do with you,” Axel says, brow creasing in confusion.

glance away from him, trying not to let the memories overwhelm me.

I’d barely been old enough to be fighting in the war myself.

I’d only just turned seventeen, but after my parents were killed, I swore I would get my revenge.

Instead, the Old Roberts Alpha used me for his own revenge.

our territory. We got ambushed. The Roberts Alpha and what was left of his best fighting wolves slaughtered the other pack members I was with, and abducted

through that, Emily,” Axel says in a low voice, and I

only reason I was alive, was because the Rathborn pack had his daughter. It was like some kind of twisted trade in his mind. Aaron had Leah, so the Alpha Roberts had me. He would come and see me all the time. Sometimes almost everyday, but then sometimes not for weeks. Somehow he was getting updates from within the Rathborn pack, so he’d tell me

me, but twice as

to stop then, because it’s starting to feel like I can’t breathe

to the feeling of helplessness.

To the torture.

only

days, when he’d withhold food, or beat me, or make me sleep in a cold dark closet with no

Leah

death and misery to

just leave her alone and forget about her, so maybe the old Roberts

up and then Aaron

come to tell me–raging about it- I’d refused to believe

some way to get himself out

the Council

old Roberts Alpha had really stepped things up.

and the experiments

let my thoughts go any

“You don’t have to tell

up at him,

close, less than an inch apart.