Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 312

EMILY

As soon as Axel confirms he is in fact Axiel Mercier, the legendary vampire slayer, I turn and run, no idea where I’m going, just knowing I need to get out of the house.

I had told the doctor I wanted to tell Aaron something–which was partially true–I’d decided in the bathroom I needed to tell Aaron I didn’t care about Axel rejecting me, that I didn’t want to be his mate after all.

How true those thoughts had turned out to be.

I’d gotten as far as the hallway when I’d heard Aaron shouting at Axel about him rejecting me, and then paused outside the door as Axel had told Aaron there were things about him that Aaron didn’t know.

Dangerous things.

It wasn’t my fault their voices had carried so clearly.

And okay, maybe I shouldn’t have been eavesdropping.

But after Axel’s reply, my curiosity had gotten the better of me, so I’d loitered, holding my breath, wondering what could be so terrible and dangerous that Axel had apparently rejected me for my own good.

A

Would turn out to be none

other than a notorious, immortal slayer.

Axiel Mercier is like the human bogeyman for young wolves. We got old scary bedtime stories about him.

Be a good wolf or Axiel Mercier will come for you.

A lot of wolves don’t even believe he actually exists.

Stories about him petered off in the last hundred years or so. People began to believe that maybe he’d been killed.

the literal living proof is standing in a bedroom across the hall from

possible scenario for me.

the very same person

more danger than I ever

until I’ve left

humans come to

don’t want to go back–especially

to do.

else

have no possessions, no money

the card hasn’t arrived in the mail yet, and I’m not even sure I have

he thinks about my fragile state of mind, there’s every chance he’s restricted my access to make

from the forest, coming out on a

urge to cry as my thoughts spin in circles and I can’t come up

wanted to kiss

to surrender my body to

thing is, even knowing now who he

longs

Moon Goddess tie me to such a man?

did I do to deserve such a terrible

me saying, but it’s such

someone so lovely look

left and look around to

like the gloss of a raven’s wing and his eyes are the most startling blue I’ve ever encountered.

up–they’ve been off ever since the old Roberts Alpha began his horrible experiments on me—so I can’t tell if the

means no harm, and I

me for

was meant to be my mate rejected me, and turned out to not be a simple man at all, but the biggest threat to

just look like. something