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.

off in the last hundred years or so. People began to believe that maybe he’d been

literal living proof is standing in a bedroom

the worst possible

me and look after me is the very same person who would kill me

danger than I ever

running until I’ve left Rathborn pack lands behind

National Forest where humans come to go hiking and

don’t want to go back–especially with

to

have nowhere else to

no money of my

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

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

forest,

a bench nearby overlooking a small river, so I go and sit there, resisting the urge to cry as my thoughts spin in circles and I can’t

wanted to kiss Axel earlier.

my body to him.

even knowing

longs for her mate.

tie me

did I do to deserve such a terrible fate?

hope you don’t mind me saying, but it’s such a beautiful

can someone so lovely

left and look around to see a tall man standing there.

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

been off ever since the old Roberts Alpha began his

hands to indicate he means no harm, and I realize I’m

blame me for not trusting

was meant to be my mate rejected me, and turned out

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