Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

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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.

mercy of a ruthless clan of vampires who had figured

to weaken and subdue me with a potent mix of

poisonous

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is

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

is a blur of sickness and misery, the memories of which I usually keep locked down in

my treatment of Emily

back.

her

her down there in

locked in that damn house

done now, and I’m hoping once she calms

learn her lesson and stop sneaking off to shift

herself when she’s expressly been told multiple times by both myself, and Aaron that

danger.

to get my shit together, although my gut still

leave my

still hear Emily yelling in a senseless rage

where I won’t be able to

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she’s calmed down

to reason.

few hours go by and it’s

house and focus my heightened senses, I

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

ever be none–the–wiser about

down to the cellar, approaching the door slowly in case Emily starts up

coming.

the other side of the door remains quiet.

suspicious about what she

planning now.

second I open the door, so I’m wary and on alert

door open.

wince when I see how the back side of the door is all

claw marks

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