Hazel's POV;After much contemplation, I knew Colin was behind this. I had gone to see one of the men who had an idea of the robbery and after he had looked at me strangely, he finally gave me an answer.Tyler Fredo robbed in order. He didn't rob randomly. He had never done that. He had two other packs to rob before our pack. It was suspicious.If Colin had asked me to reveal my identity to Xavier, he must have known it wouldn't be an easy task for me. He must have seen it on my face and decided to pay Tyler to rob our pack next.No. He didn't.Or maybe he did. I had to know.I was glad to find out that Felix was not at the door so I went in, locked my door and changed into something decent. I still had to dress like a man as I didn't come with any dresses. I had also dressed like this to be able to meander through the path. If anyone saw the figure of a woman, they would know I was the one.So I put on my pants and a large sweater to cover my body properly as my breasts had gotten la
Hazel's POV:I had never been stared at with so much hate by Xavier than at this time.He was staring at me now like he could kill me and when I took a step back, he took a step forward."Are you trying to run away from me?" He asked in the calmest, most dangerous tones ever.I shook my head and raised my chin, trying hard not to look afraid. "No, why would I?""Then what are you doing here, huh?""I came here to find peace and quiet. I couldn't find that at the pack house. I came here to be away from everyone. Why do you seem to have a problem with that, huh?""I don't think you heard the question I asked you initially,""What question is that?""Is this where you sneak to every night?" He asked again. That was when it hit me. Was I being monitored, somehow?"You're spying on me?" I asked, not believing that I had been spotted. How long had they been following me around?"Spying on you? No, I'm not," He replied. "I'm not spying on you. I trust you too much to actually do anything bad
Xavier's POV: I was just settled in my study when I heard that Hazel had gotten into a fight with one of the men at the gates. I sighed and leaned back against my chair, confused on what to do. Well, I didn't want to see her so I commanded the man who had reported her to me to separate them himself. "She already left him but he's seriously wounded," The man said. "Then take care of him. When he's able to do anything,I need to see him," The man bowed before he left my study. As soon as he was gone, I stood to my feet and walked to my window. I wiped my hand over my jaw and placed it on my hip, wondering if I should go talk to her. After a few moments of contemplation, I decided to stay back in my study and leave him— her be. I couldn't sleep last night because I was really worried. How the hell was he a woman? Hazel was everything but a woman and as hard as I tried to make myself believe that it was true, I still couldn't come to terms. Hazel was the guy I had saved from being k
HAZEL'S POV:Xavier coming to apologize on behalf of the stupid pervert was none of my business. I thought he had come to see me to talk about the situation at hand.I didn't understand why he had just come into my room just to apologize. What was he expecting me to do? Smile and thank him for his kindness?I wanted to talk to him but it wasn't about some stupid man. I really wanted to talk to him and that was it!As soon as he left, I took a seat on the Chippendale seat in front of the window. That was my usual spot to think.All I could think about was the daunting task Colin had set for me. It was really messing with my mentals.I laughed.A lot of people saw me as someone who was good at concealing his emotions. Little did they know that I was battling with a lot. Trying to hide my emotions. I was someone who felt a lot at the same time. I felt too much and my ability to conceal it made the others think I was just tough skin.I have always craved the touch of a man. I always have.
HAZEL'S POV:I raised my chin to the air, acting like his presence in this mansion wasn't affected by his statement, his eyes raking down my body or whatever he was capable of doing.He had a smug smile on his face as he slowly checked out all the paintings in the drawing room. I wanted to wipe that look on his face with a very hard punch but I knew he was far stronger than I was. I had to follow him with wisdom.Apart from being really powerful, he was cunning. If I did something that upset him, I knew there was a possibility of him blowing my cover and letting everyone know that I wasn't who I really put myself out there to be. I knew he could do that."These paintings are highly expensive," He said after a long moment of silence and looking through the paintings. "Van Gogh. Hmm, one could make a fortune from just stealing this," Then he turned to me like he had just gotten a great idea. "You haven't thought of stealing this? I mean, there's a lot to take from here, pay off Colin an
XAVIER'S POV:I didn't know Hazel's background so when I saw a man standing in front of the pack house, requesting to see her, I flipped.He was tall, over six feet and good looking. He must be one of her past interests. Why was he looking for her?Not until he explained that he was a close friend of hers did I believe him. Infact, I didn't even want to believe that they were close friends. What if he was nursing feelings for her and lying to me about being close friends with her?Well, Hazel came and she seemed to recognize him vividly. There was something else in her eyes I couldn't read but I let them be together alone for a while.I was in the kitchen throughout. Trying to drown myself in tea and not overthink their meeting in the drawing room. I mean, who would want to see their mate talking with someone else who looked at her like she meant the world to him?When Hazel came down, I was relieved to hear that he was nursing a headache. She had come to bring him tea and I let her.
HAZEL's POV:I was in my room when I heard the noise outside. I had been thinking about how to cover up the painting Leon had stolen and recover it from him before it could be found.I had even tried to talk to him telepathically but he wasn't even responding. The Leon I knew would respond quickly but he wasn't even saying anything. And that was when I knew that he had really stolen it.Standing to my feet, I walked slowly to the door with ears perked up in curiosity. I could feel my heart beating hard against my chest as I knew that whatever was happening might be connected to Leon.I sighed heavily and slowly opened the door. Two guards rushed past the corridor and I turned to see that no one was there.I shut the door behind me and stepped out of my room. The noise was coming from the drawing room. My heart skipped and I knew I had some answering to do.Slowly, I walked towards the room and began to rehearse what I was going to say. I knew I had to lie because Xavier would want to
HAZEL'S POV:I hadn't come up with a decision yet. I knew I was going to attend the dinner party tomorrow but honestly, I wasn't mentally prepared.Everyone would have their eyes on me and thinking about it alone made me nervous already.I was in my room all day, thinking about a lot of things ranging from my newfound identity to the stolen painting and how Xavier had looked at me with rage in his eyes.The clock struck two and I knew it was time for lunch. Lazily, I stood to my feet and went to change into something more feminine. This morning, I had woken up to see a few gowns arranged in my wardrobe and I didn't know if I was to be offended or grateful.I scanned through the dresses and my eyes caught one. A dull brown gown that had thin straps for hands. I knew this dress was going to cause a lot of eyes to be on me but it was better I let them look now and digest the fact that I was a woman than for it to happen for a long time. It was going to make me really uncomfortable.I too