Bad Love an Alpha’s Regret by Elise Sinclair

Chapter 339

EMILY

I’m confused when my mind comes back to itself.

I’m no longer in the cellar storeroom, I’m in my bedroom with no recollection of how I got here.

I’m no longer cold, but wrapped up tight in a blanket, being held

tight in a strong embrace.

Being held tight by-

Axel?

He’s humming some tune I don’t recognize, but it doesn’t sound like anything composed this century. More like classical music of

some kind.

It’s hard to imagine a hardened Alpha, a warrior, the Slayer, enjoying something so tame as classical music.

I don’t know what to make of this moment.

Axel was the one who locked me up.

He’s the one who refuses to understand my need to escape, to

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shift and run on my own.

He is my mate who rejected me out of hand.

I should hate him.

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I should be furious with him.

I should be escaping his hold and kicking him out of my room,

telling him I never want to lay eyes on him again.

However, it’s like whatever happened down in that cellar

storeroom has burned away all that anger I was holding onto.

to be angry, I can’t find

feel this overwhelming need to cry.

deep, rending grief for what happened to

the girl I was

forced to endure, at the person- thing I became during those ten years and all the horrors since.

now this is the reason I

easier to respond to everything–including Aaron and Axel–with fury, because if

and vast, I’m not sure how I’ll survive

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ever

then there’s Axel.

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was the one who put me in that

known what I’d endured at the hands

realized what his

refused to talk

of needing to talk about and face everything that happened to me,

at

expect anyone to understand or help me if they don’t know the truth of my

course, there’s good reason for my

to tell some of what that

put me through, but I can’t tell

everything.

my very life, especially where Axel

concerned.

rest of the pack- the rest of the

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started flowing, and I feel like they’re never going

to stop.

has turned on inside me and locked in place,

inside flow freely without

and I feel

I don’t want to look up

head

I look up at him, reality will return, and this moment

end.

this

safe and tight in the arms of my mate–even if

don’t think anything

feel quite

that Axel is the only