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

out, I’m reliant upon Aaron for

my clothes and food and pretty much everything else in

I left, I would have to live in

petition the Council to join another pack, but that wouldn’t solve

hiding the monster within me.

still have to live in fear that

secret.

come for me,

Aaron is basically running the Council now with his status as a wolf with the power of three

would simply block or stop any petition I might

So I’m trapped.

I was living in that

up so hard and fast

I won’t.

away from him and shift before I

them into his own. He’s squatting, watching me. And I don’t

I run.

The scents

traipse much near the public parks and the state preserves don’t typically see too many visitors this far out. Why was Ronan here, I

inside and in my room. I’ve been gone most of the day and it’s almost dark by the time I walk back into the

and Leah have already packed and left for Romania, I try not to feel hurt.

here to say goodbye, and

honestly didn’t think

because it is our own jet,

high his regard is for me,

say low to the point