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.

the literal living proof is standing in a bedroom across

possible scenario for

to protect me and look after me is the very same person who would

more danger than I ever

don’t stop running until I’ve left Rathborn

a local National Forest where humans come to go hiking and

don’t want to go back–especially with Aaron

to do.

else to

have no 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 even sure I have full access

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

the forest,

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

kiss Axel

to surrender my body to

the worst thing is, even knowing now who he really is,

wolf–still longs for

tie me to

did I do to deserve such a terrible

don’t mind me saying, but it’s

can someone so lovely look so

to my left and look around to see a tall

and his eyes are the most startling blue

off ever since the old Roberts Alpha began his horrible experiments

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

me for not trusting anyone?

I 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

look like. something is