HAZEL'S POV:And like I had said, I gave him the much distance he needed. It didn't make me feel good in any way but I had to do it. There were lots of things I had to think about. Ranging from our wonky relationship to Colin on my neck, expecting me to do something drastic.I spent most of my time training Kylie and Green and when I was less busy, I utilized my time doing something else that didn't bring me close to Xavier.One evening, while I was returning to the pack house, I was accosted by Felix who seemed to have something urgent to tell me. I rolled my eyes, knowing that whoever had sent him here was Xavier."What's it this time?" I asked, folding my hands."There's something I want us to talk about," Felix said in a really calm tone.I sighed and nodded. "What's it about?""Remember that next week we'd b going for the Royal Hunting Ceremony?"I remembered. "Of course, I do. And what's it have to do with me?""You know you're one of the important heads in Silver moon and also
HAZEL'S POV;The gate was wide open with one of its hinges broken. Xavier walked towards it and tried to push the gates and it creaked loudly.The sound was so loud that I had to turn to know if whoever had attacked was still around and had somehow heard the sound. But no one came forth so I turned back to face Xavier who was quietly studying the broken hinges.He found a part of the hinge hidden in the grass and when he picked it up, he frowned. "There's blood,"I rushed towards him and peered down on the brass hinges. Indeed, there was blood. It had dried but from its look, the person who had broken the door down had probably injured themselves. I took the hinge from him and brought it to my nose.It had a strange scent. Iron and something else. A stench. Like sulfur."What's that smell?" Xavier asked, contorting his face in disgust.I shook my head. "I have no idea. It's just there and it's disgusting. We should probably go back to the pack house. This must be a distraction,"As we
XAVIER'S POVAfter several minutes of contemplating, I decided to go after Hazel.I couldn't just let her go there alone. I knew what the slavers were capable of and no matter how strong she was, if they got hold of her, it was going to be bloody.It has taken a lot of courage for me to actually stand on my feet and climb over the fallen log of a tree. And I had taken a long look at the village, going back to the times I used to come here with my father and even begged to follow after him.But that was in the past anyway.Even if it was in the past, it wasn't something I could easily forget. It was a memory that brought nothing but pain and because I wanted to lock every memory I had of my father, I just had to detach myself from this place.But looking at it now, it was just me being a coward and watching the place my father had built for these people burn down. It was just me watching memories I had shared with my father burn down with this place too and I didn't think I wanted that
HAZEL'S POV;I had to stop for a moment in combat to look at Xavier. I had never seen him growl that loud and menacing. Even the men had stopped in confusion before they continued. I hadn't shape shifted yet because I was still strong enough to fight off these men. They were mere slavers and it would take nothing for me to defeat them all. My eyes were on their leader as he was the one telling them to charge at us. If I was able to cut through and get to him, I was sure as hell that I was going to kill him before he could escape.I felt the energy surging through me as I tore through fleshes, grabbing one of the men who had tried to hit me with an axe. I twisted his arm and savored his yell of pain as it rented into the air before breaking his bones and snapping his neck with my booted feet. I felt a huge thump on my back and fell on my knees for a moment. Turning immediately, I realized that I had been hit by strong arms. I frowned at the giant that towered above me. I hadn't see
HAZEL'S POV; I woke up with a start— a very strange way to actually wake up after being unconscious for hours. I realized I wasn't in my own room and when I looked around, I realized that I was in Damien's room. I sat up, ignoring the dull pain at the back of my head and the stiffness of my joint. From the looks of it, it was almost dawn. The dark skies were beginning to fade and when I looked at the clock, I realized I was right. It was almost six o'clock in the morning. I touched the dark brown sheets on the bed. He didn't sleep here. So where the hell did he sleep? How could he leave me in his room when my room was there? I tried to ignore the butterflies in my belly but I couldn't and I broke into a smile. He had brought me into his room and I didn't care about his intentions. I loved that I was in the safety of his room. It had been a long time since I actually came into this place. It had changed a bit. Oh, just the sheets. I checked my body for bruises but there were none
CHAPTER 52HAZEL'S POV;As I shut the door behind me, I tried to push the intrusive thoughts to the back of my head. Xavier had somehow used that opportunity to ask me this uncomfortable question.It was like he was waiting for us to get into the position where one of us would have to be vulnerable to the other and luckily for him, it had fallen on his side and he had grabbed onto the opportunity.I laughed to myself as I walked down the hall. He had nearly caught me laughing but I was able to leave before sinking myself into the moment. I had nearly spilled everything to him.I mean, Xavier would understand anything, right? He would understand if I opened up to him and told him the initial reason that brought me here, right? To kill him. I had come here to kill him and somehow the plan had gone sideways and I had to fucking stay and hope somehow, I could save him and also free myself even if the odds were against me.In no time, I was standing in front of my door, glad that I hadn't
HAZEL'S POV;I climbed down the hill with a smile on my face. I was gladdened by how happy these people were, regardless of the ruins that had been left behind by the slavers.I knew they were unhappy but somehow, they found the joys of survival. They found joy in the fact that we were together and I saw it in the way they woke up, spoke to each other and hugged as they spoke in excited tones.As for the men, they worked together, cleaning up and repairing damages. Some of them carried planks of wood and some were with tools while some tilled the farm and as I walked into the settlement, I realized how harmonious everywhere was.How there could be harmony in chaos was something that made me really impressed. Seeing these people pick up after themselves made me feel a wave of hope.There was hope in survival. Great hope in survival.As I walked into the street, the door to the hut beside me opened and a little girl ran out, yelling at the top of her voice in excitement.I caught her b
XAVIER'S POVIt was the D-day today somehow. Preparations had been made and finally, we were ready to go on the journey to the Lycan confederate.Somehow, I had been able to convince Iris to go with me and during one of our persuasive conversations, she had mentioned that she was a woman and incapable of representing as my beta but I had done my best to assure her that nothing else mattered.My footman had packed everything I was going to be using at the royal hunting ceremony and the vehicles which were going to be used to convey us to our destinations were already ready.The only person left was Iris. Somehow, she had decided to do some last minute packing and now, she was the one taking our time.I beckoned to one of the men who stood around the large yard and he immediately walked towards me and bowed as soon as he got to me."Check on Iris and know what's taking her time,"The guard nodded and just as he was about to go into the pack house, Iris stepped out of the double doors wi