Karen After breaking the wax seal of the Westwood Pack, she read the short message and knew immediately who had written it, the masculine scent was obvious even if the writing was not. ‘Come to the garden terrace and we'll have breakfast.’ She should have been surprised by the invitation, but instead her stomach fluttered as she remembered her conversation with the guy yesterday. Had she really agreed to a date with him? All thoughts of her strange conversation with Helga vanished as the thought of a date with Xavier overcame her. This can't be real. Xavier Westwood wanted to go out with her! But why? A question that kept popping up in her head ever since his plan had been revealed to her. "Luna Karenina?" Helga asked. Snap out of her reverie, Karen looked at her friend. "Yes?" Helga asked patiently, "Would you like me to bring you something to eat?" "Uh, no? I don't think so. Xavier wants me to eat with him in the garden... somewhere," she replied, not sure where. ****** H
Karen Then she stood up, signaling that she was done eating, and walked over to him, who also stood up and held out his hand again. Feeling more comfortable, she took it without comment, only the slight beating of her heart showing her reaction to being so close to Xavier again. She suddenly wondered if she would always be aware of his presence, but she decided to ignore the uneasiness in her mind and focus on the scene around them. He calmly led her through a variety of plants with a variety of scents assaulting her nose, all pleasant and sweet. They walked along cobblestone paths, past archways, statues, and magnificently designed pools. Karen knew Helga was following a few feet behind them, but most of her attention was on the amazing world around her and the man walking beside her. "Beautiful," she murmured. After a few minutes of silence, her curiosity got the better of her. "Hey, Xavier?" "Hmm?" "You told me about your great-grandparents and how the house was passed down
XavierHe stood next to her and looked down at her bowed head. He knew that she was feeling somewhat disappointed with their discussion so far and probably wanted to get away from him. He could see it in her body language. The way she half turned her face away from him, unwilling to look at him at all. No, damn it. That made him feel bad.She wouldn't end it like this, for such an unnecessary reason. She was overreacting. Her body felt so weak right now. And even though he had to deal with the thing he hated most about humans or hybrids, he still wanted her. His body reacted just by being near her.Xavier didn't know why. The logical reasons didn't make sense to him. Was it really so important to her that all their future offspring would look the same, without a different color than her?He stopped. Blinked. Then smiled in triumphant satisfaction. He knew what he had to do.He reached out and took her right elbow gently. "Come, Karenina. I have something to show you.""Uh... okay? Whe
Karen To be honest, Rylan looks more like their father than Xavier. Moreover, unlike the other portraits, their father has an expression of warmth and kindness. This can be seen in the golden yellow of his eyes as well. Somehow the artist captured not only Alaric Westwood's strong will, but also the heart she already knew he had. He has Rylan's eyes, she thought with mixed feelings, her heart saddened. He never had the chance to know his father, and his father never had the chance to see his youngest son grow up. As she thought of the Alpha who was standing silently next to her, she knew that Rylan wasn't the only one who was suffering from his loss. Unable to ask Lord Alpha such a personal question, she met the eyes of a woman who looked very much like Xavier and blinked in surprise. "And this..." she whispered in awe, raising her hand to the graceful she-wolf's face. "This is my mother." "Is she... dead?" she tried to ask as gently as possible. "She's still alive." The tone o
Karen As they left, she was surprised to see Helga waiting outside. To be honest, she had forgotten about her friend. Karen gave her a smile, but she kept her eyes glued to the ground, even as Helga bowed to her as they passed. Karen frowned, not understanding her actions. She was acting just as she had when she first met her maid, except for the fear. Looking over her shoulder, Karen noticed that Helga was following a few feet behind them. Then she realized that she must have been following her all along. She wanted to talk to her friend about her strange behavior, but she knew it would have to wait until her... date?... with Xavier was over. There was a part of her that didn't want their date to end. Still aware of the man walking beside her, Karen used their time together to walk in silence to his private training room to keep her raging lust at bay. She had to make sure that what had happened there would not happen again. In truth, she already felt guilty for kissing Xavier w
XavierThe unimaginable pain was consuming her as her spiritual energy was trying to purify the demonic wolf aura energy, while the wolf aura energy was seeing her spiritual energy as a threat and was attacking her. Her body convulsed as if she was having a violent seizure. She fell to the ground and rolled backwards without noticing as her spine lifted off the ground, bending her body into a painful contortion. Blue and red electricity from the warring energies coursed through her body.Seeing that she was in trouble, he rushed to her side and knelt over her. Ignoring the burns from their combined powers, Xavier grabbed her shoulders to restrain her, but she continued to writhe on the ground."Karenina, control yourself!" he growled, but she couldn't hear him.Seeing her trapped between the two sides of her aura, Xavier moved closer, pinning her body to the floor to stop her struggles. But she kept moving, writhing, almost dislodging him from her spot when she bent over again.Having
Selene Bleeding from several wounds, her ears still ringing, Selene leaned against the cave wall as Joshua examined her wounds. Her clothes were torn in several places, exposing the bleeding and torn flesh that seeped through the remains of her clothing. After staring at his handsome face for a few seconds, she closed her eyes and leaned her head against the rock wall, letting the pain leave her mind. There was still much to do, still many enemies to face, still the children to save. She hoped the two children were okay. She hated Nathan for daring to endanger such young and defenseless children, but what could she expect from an evil hybrid creature that had killed her entire family before her eyes, using her little brother as its instrument of destruction? A lump formed in her throat at the thought of Joshua's children suffering the same fate as her family. They needed to save those children. Instead, they were wasting precious time treating her wounds. Before she knew it, she was
Selene A new voice echoed through the cave, cunning and dangerous. "Eat the child, ugly wolf. Can't you feel how hungry we are? The other is not enough to satisfy us. Eat him!" Selene looked around quickly, trying to determine where the voice came from. Was there another enemy? How could they not have seen him? Where was he hiding? The ugly wolf whimpered pitifully and shook her head. "Please, don't... don't force me." "We are hungry. Feel our hunger. Eat him, eat him!" "Where are you, coward? Show yourself," Selene demanded, trying to keep one eye on the witch and the other on the cave around them, but she saw no one. Where did the other voice come from? Again the witch whimpered, even cried, as her hair moved of its own accord, wrapping thick strands of black hair around the motionless child, lifting her from her now loosened grip and floating in the air above her head. Then she leaned forward, curling into a ball that revealed the back of her head. A gaping mouth with two row