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 bedroom across the hall from my own

possible scenario for

protect me and look after me is the very same person

danger than I ever imagined.

run, and don’t stop running until

a local National Forest where humans come to go hiking and

to go back–especially with

to do.

nowhere else to go.

no possessions, no money of my own.

card hasn’t arrived in the mail

every chance he’s restricted my access to make it harder for me to run.

shift and emerge from the forest, coming out on

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 answers.

to kiss

surrender my body to

even knowing now who he

longs for

Goddess tie me

did I do to deserve

mind me saying, but

someone so lovely look so

left and

gloss of a raven’s wing and

screwed up–they’ve been off ever since the old Roberts Alpha began his

indicate he means no harm, and I

anyone blame me for

was abducted, held 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

he says with a friendly smile. “You just look like. something is really bothering you, and I couldn’t keep walking past.”