Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 337

AXEL

I’m so furious with Emily and the fact I scented another man on her that I don’t even realize what I’ve done until I get back upstairs and see some of the housekeepers and Jessica gathered by the foot of the stairs, staring at me with wide, alarmed eyes and shocked expressions.

I glare at them with a low Alpha snarl, and they scatter, rushing off and out of my sight.

I stalk up to my room and slam the door, but then think maybe I should have gone outside and shifted to run off some of this fury.

That, and escape the shame rapidly burning hotter and higher within me.

I don’t know how to get through to Emily that she can’t keep running off on her own. It’s especially worse if she’s leaving the safety of Rathborn lands altogether.

But the fact that she’s clearly meeting up with some other mant has singed me all the way to the heart I claim not to possess.

It shouldn’t matter.

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I rejected her.

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We can’t even be together, not without her living under constant threat from my enemies.

I should want her to move on and be happy.

Except I’m not that altruistic.

I’m definitely not that selfless.

The idea of her being with someone else is enough to drive me wild with rage, as highlighted by the fact I just dragged her down

to the cellar and locked her up like some kind of caveman.

The shame burns hotter as old memories taunt me.

Things I haven’t thought about for decades.

Not even being locked up by that bitch Karolina reopened these old scars, but knowing that I just subjected the mate I can’t claim to being locked underground in a small, windowless room is eating away at my insides like acid.

I spent almost one hundred years locked in the cold, damp, dark dungeon of a castle back in Romania.

ruthless clan of vampires who

weaken and subdue me with a potent mix of wolfsbane,

and valerian. Valerian is poisonous to vampires the

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is to

give me enough to kill me, just enough to keep me in a constantly

misery, the memories of which I

my treatment of Emily has brought it

back.

her down

shouldn’t have put her down there in

been locked in that damn house by the

deed is done now, and I’m hoping

finally learn her lesson and stop sneaking off to shift

expressly been told multiple times by both myself, and Aaron that doing so puts both

danger.

finally manage to get my shit together, although my

my room to get back to my

Emily yelling in a senseless rage down in the cellar,

I won’t be able to hear

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letting her out until she’s calmed down and ready

to reason.

by and

into the house and focus my heightened senses, I don’t hear

decide to go and make a tray, then take Emily’s dinner up to her room, ready for her to arrive. And if I’m extra careful selecting the most tender cuts of meat and perfectly

will ever be none–the–wiser about it.

cellar, approaching the door slowly in case Emily starts up her rage and aggression again when she hears me

coming.

side

me suspicious about what

planning now.

so I’m wary and on alert as I unlock it and then swing

door open.

the back side of

deep claw marks gouged

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