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

the worst possible scenario for

guard to protect me and look after me is the very same

in more danger than I ever

and run, and don’t stop running until

local National Forest where humans come to

go back–especially with

what to

else to

no possessions, no money of

family’s vast finances, but the card hasn’t arrived in the mail yet, and I’m not even

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

shift and emerge from the forest, coming out on

there, resisting the urge to cry

wanted to kiss

to surrender my body to him.

knowing now who he really is, part

longs for her

the Moon Goddess tie me to

to deserve such a terrible

saying,

someone so lovely

startle at the voice just off to my left and look around to see a

hair is like the gloss of a raven’s wing and his eyes are the

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

he means no harm, and I realize I’m probably

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 my life that

“You just look like. something is really