Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 336

Axel drags me back to the mansion, which is the last place I want to go right now, but it’s not like I’ve got much of a choice.

I assume he’s going to lock me into my room again.

What else is he going to do with me when it’s the middle of the day and he’s got pack business to attend to as acting Alpha on behalf of my brother?

However, when we go inside the mansion, he doesn’t take me

upstairs.

Instead, he opens the door that goes down to the

basement–slash–cellar.

As soon as he opens that door, all common sense leaves me as

pure panic takes over.

I turn to run, but Axel wraps his arms around my waist.

I haven’t been down to the cellar since I returned to the Rathborn

mansion.

It’s mostly used to store stuff, as well as an extensive and

expensive collection of wine, but I’ve always managed to find

someone else to go down for me if I’ve needed anything.

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I think Jessica has figured out I’m avoiding it on purpose, but no

one else has.

At the house I spent ten years locked away in, there was a small

storm cellar beneath the kitchen.

When the old Roberts Alpha really wanted to punish me–whether I had done something to annoy him, or he was just having a bad day, or he’d gotten some news about Leah that he didn’t like–he

would throw me down in that storm cellar with no light or lamp, no

blankets, no food, no water.

Sometimes it would just be for a few hours.

it’d been days.

long

he’d pulled

thought I was

I’d prayed for death, because then I would be free and would no

the point of my continued existence

even was.

on

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brought the pack doctor to treat me–Adam, I think his name had been–I’d tried to refuse treatment

that I’d

cruel joke, some terrible twist of

just die and be at

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any

I’d returned home.

for good

of that specific fear, of being locked down

long it would last and no

something my

different as all

immediately

so hard, in the end he has

over his shoulder.

hold, I have no

on me is an inescapable vice.

smaller storerooms and Axel pauses to open

and flick on the overhead light.

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like rice and other bulk provisions stacked

mind tells me that at least I

time

the fact I am

here.

No.

give in

shoves

use precious seconds catching my balance.

not about to fall on

he’s darted out of the room and slams the

door between us.

out! Now!” I yell furiously,

pounding on the door. “You

hear is Axel’s

cellar and back onto

the door some more, screaming my fury, hoping