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.

not today.

reliant upon

food and pretty much everything else in my life.

I left, I would have to live in the human world, and likely be

I could petition the Council to join another pack,

hiding the

fear that someone

secret.

might somehow find out and come for me, just like we were warned in those scary fairytales as

running the Council now with his status as a wolf with the power

or stop any petition I might put

So I’m trapped.

effectively as I was living in

and fast and

weak. I won’t. Never again.

away from him and shift before I can allow myself to even

He’s squatting, watching me. And I don’t dare let

I run.

over the terrain. The scents I encounter are

near the public parks and the state preserves don’t typically see too many visitors

been gone most of the day

find out Aaron and Leah have already packed and left for Romania, I try not to

knows it was my own fault I wasn’t here to say goodbye, and Aaron probably viewed it as

I honestly didn’t think

booked to take off. And because it is our own jet, he easily could have asked to postpone for an hour or two so I

left, and it feels like Aaron is telling me how high his regard is for me, and where I am on his life

to say low to the point of not caring.