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

worst possible scenario for me.

assigned as my guard to protect me and look after me is the very same person who would kill me the second he found out the truth about what’d happened to me.

in more danger than

running until I’ve left Rathborn pack

local National Forest where humans come to

don’t want to go back–especially with Aaron leaving for

what to

have nowhere else to go.

no money

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

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

forest, coming out on

nearby overlooking a small river, so I go and sit there, resisting the urge to cry as my thoughts spin in

wanted to kiss Axel earlier.

my body to

even knowing now who he really is, part

longs

tie me

did I do to deserve such a terrible

saying, but it’s such a beautiful

lovely look so

left and look around to see a tall man standing there.

and his eyes are the most startling blue I’ve ever

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

up his hands to indicate he means no harm, and I realize

me for not trusting

was meant to be my mate rejected me, and turned out to not

like. something is really bothering