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.

in a bedroom across the hall from my own room.

possible

and look after me is the very same person who would kill me the second he found

danger than I ever imagined.

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

a local National Forest where humans come to go

back–especially with Aaron leaving for

what to do.

else to go.

no possessions, no money of

for me to access the family’s vast finances, but the card hasn’t arrived in the mail yet, and I’m not even sure I have full access without Aaron’s

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

emerge from the forest, coming out on a

a small river, so I go and sit there, resisting the urge to cry as my thoughts spin in circles and I can’t

wanted to kiss Axel earlier.

to surrender my body to him.

is, even knowing

me–especially my wolf–still longs

tie me to such

to deserve such

saying, but

someone so lovely look

and look around

raven’s wing and his

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

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

blame me

the man who was meant to be my mate rejected me, and turned out to not be a simple man

friendly smile. “You just look like. something