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.

a bedroom across the hall from

worst possible scenario for me.

same person who would

in more danger than I ever

run, and don’t stop running until I’ve left Rathborn

in a local National Forest where humans come to

back–especially with Aaron

what to

else to

have no possessions, no money of

vast finances, but the card hasn’t arrived in the mail yet, and

mind, there’s every chance he’s restricted my access to make

the forest, coming out on

river, so I go and sit there, resisting the urge to cry as my thoughts spin in circles and I can’t come up with any

kiss Axel

my body

the worst thing is, even knowing now who he really

longs for her mate.

could the Moon Goddess tie me

did I do to deserve such a terrible

saying,

can someone so lovely

just off to my left and

wing and his eyes are

began his horrible experiments on me—so I can’t tell if the man is another wolf, human, or otherwise.

his hands to indicate he means no harm, and I realize I’m probably staring at

anyone blame me for not trusting

and tortured for ten years, then the man who was meant to be my mate rejected me, and turned out to not be a simple man at all, but the biggest threat to

friendly smile. “You just look like. something is really bothering you,