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.

literal living proof is standing in a

possible

look after me is the very same person who would kill me the second he found out the truth about

danger than

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

local National Forest where humans come to

to go back–especially with Aaron leaving

to do.

have nowhere else to

possessions, no

bank account for me to access the family’s vast finances, but the card hasn’t arrived in the mail yet, and I’m not

what he thinks about my fragile state of mind, there’s every chance he’s restricted

emerge from the forest,

a small 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 earlier.

my

knowing now who he really

my wolf–still longs for her

could the Moon Goddess tie me to such a

I do to deserve such a

saying, but

so lovely

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

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

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 man is

hands to indicate he means no harm,

anyone blame me for

my mate rejected me, and turned out to not be

something is really bothering you, and I couldn’t keep walking past.”