Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 315

EMILY

Axel is infuriated, and I think he must have seriously heightened senses to be able to smell Ronan on me when we barely touched for more than a few seconds.

“No one!” I yell angrily–though that anger is fed by a healthy dose of fear now that I know who Axel really is.

“Tell me the truth, Emily!” he growls menacingly.

“Fine!” I yank harder, and this time he releases me, and I stumble a step. But he crowds closer to me until I’m backed up against a tree with no means of escape.

“It was just some guy,” I lie, hoping he can’t somehow tell I’m not telling him the truth. “I tripped over on the trail up there, and he helped me up. That’s all. It was just some stranger. We barely even spoke!”

Axel stares at me, eyes hard, glittering and threatening.

I half think he’s going to run off and track down Ronan to ask him for his version of events.

However, Axel doesn’t do any of those things.

Instead, he moves back just enough to give me room to breathe.

Still, I don’t know whether he believes me, or knows I’m lying.

“Shift, now. We’re heading back to the mansion.” Somehow, his already intimidating stare becomes even more threatening. “And don’t even think about running off on me again. You won’t like the consequences.”

Part of me wants to defy him.

I wish I was brave enough–like Ronan had said–to ignore his threats, to shift and run and escape him and my brother and their stupid suffocating rules.

But I’m not that brave.

least not today.

reliant upon Aaron for a roof over my head.

my clothes and food and pretty much everything

I would have to live in the human

the Council to join another pack, but

be hiding the monster within

have to live in fear that someone might discover my

secret.

Axel might somehow find out and come for me, just like we were warned

with his status

would simply block or stop any petition I might

So I’m trapped.

was living in that isolated

well up so hard and fast and I choke on

weak. I won’t.

and I shove away from him and shift

as he picks up my clothes and rolls them into his own. He’s squatting, watching me.

I run.

over the terrain. The scents I

parks and the state preserves don’t typically see too many visitors this far out. Why was

don’t bother to shift until I’m inside and in my room. I’ve been gone

and Leah have already packed and left for Romania, I try

own fault I wasn’t here to say goodbye, and Aaron probably viewed

didn’t think

been booked to take off. And because it is our own jet, he easily could

like Aaron is telling me how high his regard is for me, and where I

is to say low to the point of not caring.