Xavier looked down at the people who stood below him, then at the crown his father held in his hand. It was designed in a unique way, the color a dark shade of red to represent the Pack’s name; The red Blud Pack. Xavier wasn’t sure how to describe his current feelings, but pride ran like blood through his veins. He was about to be crowned king; an accomplishment he never thought a rogue like him could achieve. After the war, everything changed, even he did. He wasn’t the old Xavier anymore, he was Kaheel now, not the son of Alpha Gregory but the son of Alpha King Hayden. He wasn’t soft, wasn’t an emotional wreck that’d break down because of a girl. He was over that, over Celeste and now all he had in mind was ruling his pack with a strong mind-set. If he faltered, they’d look down on him, his father told him he had to rule with an iron fist, nothing could go pass him. The simplest treason should result in a war and death would be the reward of those who defied him. He’d have to be
Xavier looked down at her, gaze so different from before. “I want nothing to do with you…” “But you said th—” “Forget about what I said, it was all a lie… I wasn’t using Celeste, I was using you.” The vulnerable look in Celia’s eyes hardened and even though her heart ached, she wouldn’t let him see. “It’s harsh, but it’s okay… I hope you didn’t think I’d crawl behind you like a lost puppy and beg for your love, because I won’t.” “I’m glad, now if you’d just…just leave me the f*ck alone.”*** Celia remembered those words like they were said to her just yesterday. It was on the day that she was set free from her prison cell, she had followed him outside only to be greeted by not a smile, but an expression of anger, of hate. He had been staggering, he had looked so darn pitiful and weak that she wanted to help, but she had been too inquisitive…for as he said, he wanted nothing to do with her… Why hadn’t he told her that before though? Why hadn’t he rejected her the very first time
Celia had to commend herself, she got into a pack as dangerous as the Alpha king’s with little to no effort, but then again, everybody was busy or rather distracted by the ball. It had already started, in fact, it has been going on for some time now. Slow songs were playing and women and men were lined out across the floor. Celia stayed in the corner, her eyes fixated on the man sat on the very top of the podium between the previous Alpha king and the former Luna. His eyes swept across the floor, his hand holding up his chin. According to Celia, nothing about him changed, his hazel orbs were still as captivating as the very first time she looked in them, and everything else as well. His whole physique had her in chains and even though many scents floated across the room, his was the strongest… It kept tempting her, making her want to go to him and the fact that her wolf kept whispering ‘mate’ in her head made the situation even worst. Back when she had first met him, she wasn’t ab
Xavier stepped down from his high seat, walking confidently down the steps at the side of the podium. Without hesitance, he lodged himself before the women who cowered at his presence. Whispers could be heard among the room and yet Xavier didn’t waver, his eyes were so cold, so serious...even as they ran along the beautiful faces of the unmated girls. “You...” He pointed at one of them and with eyes as wide as saucers and a racing heart, Celia watched as the girl he called upon stepped forward. “Yes alpha...” Her voice was soft, her head bowed...it seems she had been trained for this. “What’s your name?” “A-Anna Treston.” Xavier took a step towards her, lifting her chin and Celia’s heart felt as though a rope was tied tight around it. Would he re— “Step aside Anna...I don’t think you’re her...” The girl bowed her head and did as told and Xavier continued onto the other girls. One by one he analysed them until no more was left and only then did he step back. “I choose...” He tra
"You smell like her...you smell so much like her...Celeste my love." His face drew even closer to her neck and on the soft skin, he laid a gentle kiss. "You kinda look like her too or maybe it's just that I miss her too much." Celia's face hardened as she pushed him away, the pain in her heart unbearable. "Don't touch me when you're thinking about someone else, you want nothing to do with me, act like it." She stomped her way towards the exit, but just before she opened up the door Xavier grabbed her. "You can't leave, I'll advise them to kill you if you go out there." "Don't think for a second that it's Celeste you're talking to, I'm a beta, I'm not weak...I survived a war on sheer will power, I can survive anything else." She tried pulling her hand out of his, but Xavier pulled her against his chest. "I'm sure you wouldn't be able to win a fight against Kail if he came out there for you, and furthermore, I chose you...you'll have to stay...you'll have to be Luna." "I did not as
Slowly he reached for her face, wiping the single teardrop that streamed down her cheek. “Don’t cry, at least not because of me...” Celia shifted away from him. “Don’t touch me, you’ve done enough and you’ve said enough too. I swear to god I hate you with every string that makes up my heart and nothing you do will ever change that. I regret coming here, I should’ve stay away from you, but my stupidity apparently has no bounds.” She wiped her eyes and refused to fixate them on him. “I want to go back home, to my people, to Celeste...I shouldn’t have had to lose my old life because of you.” “It’s harsh, but I can’t let you go back...at least not yet...” He grabbed her by the wrist again and continued to pull her down the hall. It seems the ball was over because when they went back onto the floor, only a few persons were inside. Xavier pulled her pass them all and headed up a long narrow stairs. “My room is at the very top, that’s where you’ll be staying and just in case you even thin
Celia had set a clock in her mind to wake up in the middle of the night and she actual did. She had fell asleep on the floor moments ago and now when her eyes were open, her view was different. She wasn’t on the blankets on the floor, wasn’t covered from head to toe in the sheets she had taken from the closet. Instead, she was wrapped up in Xavier’s arms on his bed. It was surprising, especially since she couldn’t pick up on when exactly he had changed her location, but the wolf within her was glad he did. The warmth that radiated from his body was more comforting than the one she got from the blankets, his scent was even stronger this way too, and tingles ran along her skin like hands. Celia pushed closer to him, basking in the beautiful sensation until she remembered just what she had woken up for. She was going to leave, straight out that window. He really shouldn’t have underestimated her, she could do things that some men couldn’t, and even though she hated leaving, she hated s
Celia didn’t sleep, she couldn’t, her eyes remained open until the sun rose outside. She could see it through the curtains, hear as birds chirped and yet instead of thanking the goddess for life, she was condemning her. Why was she doing this to her? She understood that she had been a wicked little girl in her past, but couldn’t that woman see that she had changed? She had wanted so bad to leave this place last night and Xavier had made a mockery out of her because she couldn’t. She could hear his breaths, his constant sighs, he didn’t sleep either and Celia was glad. Bastard... Sitting up on the blanket, she stretched and forced a yarn for more emphasis. “Apparently there’s no rest for the wicked.” She then stood to her feet and looked over at him. He was laid on his back, sweat dotted all over his forehead as though he was drowning in a fever, Celia could care less, she wanted him dead anyway. “What now? You’re going to leave and latched the door from outside? You’re cruel enoug
As soon as Xavier walked outside, he saw Zillon. He was leaning against a tree in the yard, arms folded across his chest. "I hope you didn't wait long."Zillon looked towards him, easing off the tree. "I didn't...I got here not too long ago."And then there was silence, an awkward silence as Xavier got closer to him. With a sigh, he pocketed his hands. He wasn't sure if the broken relationship between him and Zillon could ever be mended. They had driven too far from each other...both of them had slipped into different worlds and Xavier wasn't sure if they could make it back to each other.It was sad and unfortunate, but regardless of their relationship, Xavier would always be there to protect him and Zillon would do the same. They were still brothers, despite the arguments, despite the past. They grew up together; in different ways, but they grew up as friends...both coveting a title that neither of them should've ever had to fight for.But it was time to let go of that now. Xavier wa
Another war ended and there was more to go, the humans didn't think they deserved to lose, something bigger was coming and Xavier had to make sure that when it came he was prepared for it. Months have passed, and though they have yet to strike, Xavier knew eventually they would. They have found out how to make their own wolfbane, it was more powerful now and Xavier wasn't sure if his wolf would be enough to deflate the pain.But where there's a will, there's a way. He 'd take them down like he did last time and he wouldn't give them the bloody choice to surrender.His pack had no reason to look down on him now, he had the power they could only dream of, a power not even his father was strong enough to have.And he had a wolf that talked to him as a friend, he had two brothers, and now he was on his way to have his very own family. Taking the bowl filled with porridge from his mother, he walked over to Celia who pouted around the dining table. "Does it take so long to boil porridge?"
Celia watched as the war diminished into nothing before her eyes, she didn't even have to lift a foot. Xavier did it, he really did, the humans were now helpless on a land full of wolves.From the start, the humans were way more in numbers, but now, wolves were coming from the north, from the south, from the west and from the east.This was definitely the reinforcements she told Xavier to call for...he did it! She knew he could...Slowly her eyes wandered around the field, looking for him, but the only thing she found that belonged to him was a scent that kept weakening. He wasn't here, his scent was too distant to be here...but why?Was he hurt? Was something wrong?Padding forward, she walked pass wolves that took down men with eyes as black as night. She wasn't sure if her eyes were black too, but she didn't think they were, she was not under Xavier's compulsion...she knew since she wasn't being forced to fight.Xavier must've not wanted to do that to her...how nice. Following his
Blood...so much of it and the earth kept gobbling it up as though it was thirsty...Bodies too laid lifeless on its ground like abandoned seeds with no hope of growing.Xavier killed the most, he was ripping them apart...tearing through them as though they were thin cloths...biting through them as though they were the tastiest cooked meat that ever graced his tongue.He didn't care who, he just brought them to their knees on his way to the one who started this war to begin with...Sasha. She was his very aim, his drive...she wanted revenge, well he wanted revenge too. Since becoming king he had been looked down on so many times, his hands were soaked in blood that he could never wash clean from and the disrespect never decreased, instead it increased until this was what it lead to.He was king and they were treating him as though he was not...he'd show them, he already had. They were under his control after all...one command and they had no option but to carry them out... these insolen
'Continue! Do it! They're distracted now, try again. I-I...I believe that you can do it! You hold control over all packs here, right? Call for reinforcement... Zillon's pack would be happy to help.''It's too far me to reach, Celia and you know it.'Celia hissed down at him. 'Look up, Xavier...we are losing...we must seem so vulnerable in their eyes...so many of us are down already. Do you hear that you f*cking idiot...? The gunshots are so loud, one shot is bringing our men down. There are so many of them and all of them are holding a gun. You better do something, you said you had a plan and you better use it."A breath that came out as a sigh breached the air from Xavier's lips, his eyes floating towards the crisis that laid on his land. Celia was right, his men were dying, if not by gunshot wounds, then they were being taken down the opposing wolves.It was bad, he knew it'd be...but this was far worst than he had anticipated. They were losing drastically, he kept hearing the guns
The men stayed still and as stiff as the trees that reigned around them until before them stood an entire army of people...wolves lined out in front and behind the furry beasts stood humans, real humans.As if on impulse, all the men behind Xavier crouched down, they too transforming into the skin of their beasts. They didn't attack, but they were fully prepared to. Xavier stepped forward and despite the warning he gave before, Celia followed him. "I'm giving you guys a chance to revoke this protest, theirs no need for bloodshed, I'm already king, I've been king for years and no matter how hard you try, you will never get rid of me." He stopped in the very middle of the two parties, his hand in his pockets. "And the humans, I'd suggest you stick to your world just as we tried to stick to ours. Go back now, this isn't something to concern yourselves with.""We'll see about that!" From the back, a girl walked forward, holding a sign in her hand. "Where I'm from protesting is done diffe
Xavier shoved Zillon's hand off of his shoulder and started walking towards the exit. "I don't want to hear it, I've already made up my mind."Celia followed him. "You can't, if nobody else can come, I'm coming. I don't care about what you have to say.""Do you want me to finally tie you to the tree at the front of the forest like I always promised? You're not coming Celia, it's too dangerous... especially for you. You're going to be their target.""It's true, Celia...you can't go."Celia fanned Celeste off. "I'm going regardless of what anybody has to say. Xavier doesn't control me, he can't stop me from doing what I want!"She walked in front of him, blocking his path. "Take what of the pack is here, use them, you're their alpha...they should be happy to die for you."Xavier stopped in front of her, his expression nonchalant. "And will I be happy about them dying for me? Stop, I already made up my mind.""No...!" Tears bled from Celia's eyes. "This is suicide! You can't just go out
"I had no choice, Sasha was all I had left, she was the only rememberance I had of my Natasha. She's her daughter you see, they look so much alike despite the 19 years difference. I couldn't have murdered her when she raided my pack, and so my weak heart gave her the go to do whatever she wanted and now I regret it." He looked away, wiping his eyes. "Sasha started this and she won't stop until it's finished.""Well human or not, Sasha won't live long enough to finish whatever this is to her. Her revenge party is getting too loud, someone ought to turn it down." Xavier gestured towards the alpha. "Lock him back up Gabriel...ohh and wait, is there no cure at all for wolfbane? You're a wolf too, I'm sure you must've thought it'd be dangerous for you too.""I've been trying to come up with one, but I haven't found the right ingredients yet...it's frustrating really, a cure could've ended this.""So there's nothing at all that can slow it down? I've noticed that it spreads as fast as light
He rammed the knife forward and Xavier's heart froze in his chest. "Don—!"The sound of a knife puncturing skin was heard, but instead of the alpha who laid on the floor, a knife was stuck in the perpetrator's head. Blood ran from the wound and slowly, the veins in his head rose and instead of red, blue ran through them...wolfbane.As soon as he fell to the floor, Xavier...well not just Xavier but everybody in front turned to Celeste who stood speechless at the back. Her lips were quivering and Xavier could've sworn on his life that he heard her heartbeat. "Where did you get the knife?""I-I...I picked it up on my way in...from the guards.""Then...nice throw.""Y-You thought me, remember?""Yea—""Not much time for a memory trip, who's got four more knives?"Everybody turned to Liam, then to the four men in front of them. They rushed forward, launching a filmsy attack that Gabriel, Liam, Fredd and Xavier countered. Pretty soon all four was on the floor, unable to breathe.Xavier step