Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

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.

not that

not today.

aptly pointed out, I’m reliant upon Aaron for a roof

and food and pretty much everything else in

would have to live in the human world, and

another pack, but that

hiding the monster

fear that someone might discover

secret.

find out and come for me, just like we were warned in those scary fairytales as kids.

with his status as a wolf

simply block or stop any petition I

So I’m trapped.

was living in that isolated house all

up so hard and fast and I

won’t be weak. I

him and shift before I can allow myself

into his own. He’s squatting, watching me. And I don’t dare let myself–my wolf self–linger on

I run.

The

oddity. We don’t traipse much near the public parks and the state preserves don’t typically see too many visitors this far out.

and in my room. I’ve been gone most of

and left for Romania, I try not

here to say goodbye, and Aaron probably viewed it

I honestly didn’t think about

own jet, he easily could have asked to postpone

Aaron is telling me how high his