Bad Love An Alpha’s Regret

Chapter 312

EMILY

As soon as Axel confirms he is in fact Axiel Mercier, the legendary vampire slayer, I turn and run, no idea where I’m going, just knowing I need to get out of the house.

I had told the doctor I wanted to tell Aaron something–which was partially true–I’d decided in the bathroom I needed to tell Aaron I didn’t care about Axel rejecting me, that I didn’t want to be his mate after all.

How true those thoughts had turned out to be.

I’d gotten as far as the hallway when I’d heard Aaron shouting at Axel about him rejecting me, and then paused outside the door as Axel had told Aaron there were things about him that Aaron didn’t know.

Dangerous things.

It wasn’t my fault their voices had carried so clearly.

And okay, maybe I shouldn’t have been eavesdropping.

But after Axel’s reply, my curiosity had gotten the better of me, so I’d loitered, holding my breath, wondering what could be so terrible and dangerous that Axel had apparently rejected me for my own good.

A

Would turn out to be none

other than a notorious, immortal slayer.

Axiel Mercier is like the human bogeyman for young wolves. We got old scary bedtime stories about him.

Be a good wolf or Axiel Mercier will come for you.

A lot of wolves don’t even believe he actually exists.

years or so. People began to

the literal living proof is standing in a bedroom across

possible scenario

as my guard to protect me and look after me is the very same person who would kill me the second he found out the truth about what’d happened to me.

danger than I ever

shift and run, and don’t stop running until I’ve

local National Forest where humans come to go

back–especially

what to

have nowhere else to

have no possessions, no

but the card hasn’t arrived in the mail yet, and I’m not even sure

my fragile state of mind, there’s every chance he’s restricted my access to

emerge from the forest, coming out

bench nearby overlooking a small river, so I go and sit there, resisting the urge to

to kiss

wanted to surrender my body

even knowing now who he really is,

wolf–still longs for her

the Moon Goddess tie

deserve such a terrible fate?

don’t mind me saying, but it’s such

someone so lovely look so

the voice just off to my left and look around

gloss of a raven’s wing and his eyes are the

up–they’ve been off ever since the old Roberts Alpha began his horrible experiments on me—so I can’t tell if the man is

holds up his hands to indicate he means no harm, and I realize I’m probably staring at him in suspicion.

can anyone blame me for not

meant to be my mate rejected me, and turned out to not be a simple man at