Xavier "Once it reaches your heart - I have no doubt that outcome is inevitable at this point - the energy of the wolf aura will try to transform you," he said, speaking directly to Karen. "This energy is trying to turn your hybrid blood into the blood of a full-fledged she-wolf, not just a weak she-wolf, but a strong she-wolf." "Is this transformation inevitable?" she asked, emotion clogging her throat. Seeing her distress, Xavier approached and wrapped his arm around her shoulders, pulling her gently but firmly to his side. She did not fight him, but fell back against him, her right hand running across his body, the palm of her hand resting on his stomach. "I don't know," Benjamin replied, a worried expression clearly visible on his face. "Your spiritual energy is very strong, stronger than most priestesses in this territory now and before. All I know is that once your spiritual energy reaches your heart, the war between your auras will begin. Depending on how strong your wolf a
XavierHer eyes turned to the man next to her. Xavier was not taking her back to the packhouse as she had expected. Instead, he walked further into the forest before stopping in a small clearing where he had left her moments before.In silence, she watched him as he reached out for her. She did not flinch when his fingertips brushed her cheekbones in a gentle caress. Her eyes were filled with anxiety, desperation, fear, and most of all... she felt lost."I know you're afraid, Karenina," he murmured before putting his hand back to his side.When he looked at her with his golden yellow eyes, he saw the confusion in her brown eyes and he hated it. He couldn't understand the feelings she caused in him, making him feel uncomfortable in his own body when she wasn't content and happy. Xavier isn't sure when he stopped seeing her as his 'perfect mate' and started seeing her as a real, living person with thoughts and feelings of her own. Never before had he cared for another person the way he
Karen It wasn't really his words that made her stop, but his unusual tone. He sounded... sad, remorseful, even hurt. She had never heard him sound like that before. He hugged her even tighter, his fingers sinking into her dark brown hair as he wrapped his hands around the back of her skull. "I can't let you go, Karen." The thought of letting her go, of letting her walk away from him, tore his heart apart. Pain like he had never felt before crashed into his chest, squeezing the organ that pumped life's blood through his body. "Just the thought of letting you go... I can't. It's like there's a stabbing pain in my chest that tells me I'm bleeding, but there's no visible physical wound." Suddenly, his words took her breath away; after hearing the painful truth in his voice, he finally spoke with some sincerity. "You know, you're not entirely correct in your assessment of my motives towards you. Yes, I admit that when I first saw you, I only saw a prize, a perfect mate. Even in your c
Xavier She's upset again, and again it's his fault. Will he ever learn to make her smile or will he forever be the cause of her tears? The thought made him uneasy as he continued to hug her, the salty scent of her sadness wafting around them despite her silence, her shoulders shaking with suppressed sobs. Somehow, her silent cries were worse than the loud ones. This... That silent display screamed out her suffering more clearly than the loud cries. He continued to make her suffer. He gently stroked the back of her head as he thought about what to do. There must be a way to get her out of her misery, to make her smile again. An idea flashed through his mind like a lighted beacon. As he looked down, he had to bend over so that he could nuzzle his nose against her temple, but he didn't mind, not in the least, because he was pleased with her small stature and her petite appearance. It made him feel more like her mate, stronger, more powerful, able to protect his precious little mate f
Xavier Their peace and quiet were interrupted when a dark-haired man ran towards them with a cocky grin plastered on his face. He didn't stop until he was standing in front of Karen, his muscular arms wrapping tightly around her. "Karenina! How's my woman doing? Did you miss me?" "Uh, hello, Kayden," she replied in a low voice, her face pressed against his chest. Seeing this scene, his eyes narrowed dangerously, his hands clenched as he imagined tearing off the man's limbs for daring to touch what belonged to him. "Let go of Karenina right now," he ordered, his tone of voice mixed with irritation. He almost called her his mate, but quickly refrained, not wanting to upset her again by claiming her, a claim she had denied. At that thought, Xavier forced himself not to physically remove the brash man, knowing he had no right to do so in her eyes. As he gritted his teeth, Xavier was agitated again, eager to show her, to prove to everyone that she was his...but was she? Even though
Karen Feeling helpless, she let Xavier gently push her aside so that she was no longer standing between the two men. "But... Xavier—" "It's not unusual for men to fight over a woman, Karen. Other men will probably try to challenge my claim on you by proving themselves in a fight to impress the woman, despite the fact that you are my current mate." She frowned and opened her mouth to tell both of them how stupid their actions had been, especially Kayden when he spoke first and cut her off. "Enough with the talk, asshole!" And with that, he lunged at Xavier. Normally his movements should have been too fast for her to notice, but she could still see his fist clearly as he tried to smash into Xavier's face. Xavier didn't have enough time to flinch, though, because he was faster. He caught Kayden's fist in the palm of his hand before tightening his grip and crushing the bone. She knew he did it because she could hear the painful cracking sound. Screaming in both pain and surprise,
Karen Later that afternoon, while out in the garden with Raine, she saw the child playing happily, even trying to ask Helga to dance with her, much to her amusement. Karen raised her hands to hide her grin, trying and failing to look sympathetic in front of a disappointed Helga. Helga gave her a quick look, begging to be saved, and with a small laugh she couldn't contain, Karen got to her feet, intending to help her friend by distracting the excited child. Just as she took the first step to intervene, her eyes widened, her breath caught in her throat as if she had been punched in the face, and she froze. Someone was here, barely noticed among the many different auras of scent emanating from Xavier's pack house, but undoubtedly he was here. Without thinking or warning her friends, she turned on her heel so fast that the bones in her ankle cracked and ran towards the front gate guarding the mansion, almost tripping over the clothes Helga had put on. She tried to grab a few strands
Karen At first, she wanted to say something, to help her "friend" when it was obvious that he was worried that Carolina would think he was involved in a romantic relationship with her, but no words came out, her voice stolen by the pain she felt at his rejection of her - in favor of another woman. "You don't have to explain yourself to me," Carolina interrupted. "Do what you want, Rylan. Spend time with my cousin, as I know you've wanted to for a long time." Then Carolina noticed Xavier's presence and nodded her head respectfully before looking meaningfully at a guard. Then Xavier had the man escort her to a room in his pack house. Carolina walked right past Rylan, ignoring him when he called out to her and continued on. As she stared into his face, Karen saw the longing in Rylan's golden eyes that followed Carolina as she walked away, she saw the old love and pain reflected there. Once again, she remembered what he had said, how he had let her go, and she felt completely shattere
Karen For the last year after Nathan's death, she lived with Xavier. She had told him that she needed time to get to know him and for their relationship to grow before making a big commitment, and during the time they had been 'dating', he had been giving her several tutors to assist her in adapting to her new life. So many tutors, she thought with a sigh. At first, she only had tutors who helped her explain and control her powers now that she was a full-blooded she-wolf, while others taught her combat and how to fight hand-to-hand, while still others taught her to use swords and daggers. Although she seemed to be making progress after a year, Karen knew that she was far from proficient. It would take years for her to become a fighter and master her new weapons, even though she always carried a bow and arrow. However, a few months ago, she had surprised Xavier by asking how to behave as Luna in the Westwood Pack. She could see the concern and eager anticipation in his eyes when he r
Karen "You're acting weird, Rylan," she said with a frown as her best friend led her out of the place where she used to play hide-and-seek with Raine. Instead of fighting with her like she thought he would, Rylan glanced at her before looking away. He crossed his arms and started walking back and forth in front of her. This made her upset because she assumed that his weird behavior had something to do with her changed appearance. "Why the hell can't you look at me?" While walking over to him, she grabbed his shoulders and forced him to face her. "Why is it so hard for you to look me in the eye, Rylan?" She demanded, her voice trembling. Why wasn't he looking at her? Could it
Karen Her arms wrapped around his body, lowering him onto her, and when their naked bodies met for the first time, it was like ecstasy. Her hardened nipples poked at his muscular chest, her curves fitting perfectly next to his rock-hard body like she was made just for him. It was a piece of perfection. She stared straight at him, meeting the burning intensity in his golden eyes, making her body shiver. That Xavier craved her so much never failed to surprise and amaze her, but it also made her grateful, because she felt the same way. He had seen her naked before, yet Xavier still seemed mesmerized by what he saw, as if seeing her for the first time. Hence, she did not feel ashamed under his gaze. Far from it. In fact, she felt beautiful. She called out his name again. Her body burned and ached. She needed him to d
Karen He means it... As she thought with teary eyes, she knew it was true. She could see it written all over his face and in his eyes. All this time, she had thought that he had such little feelings, never seeing a hint of emotion on his face since the first day she met him a few years ago. But she was wrong. Xavier did have feelings, and judging by his expression, he felt a lot of things. So much so, that she could practically hear his heartbreak, and somehow, it only mended her own. The veil that shrouded him had been lifted, and what she saw had removed her resentment for him, taken away her bitterness, and left only the love she felt for him swelling in her heart. As she ran towards him, slamming into his chest, Karen increased her strength, causing his body to be pushed back slightly, but he remained upright and didn't hesitate to wrap his arms around her. The desperation in his hug confirmed his words, chasing away the darkness in her heart. "I forgive you," she whispered into
Karen One week later after the battle... She was in her room, curled up on her bed, and holding a pillow to her chest. One hand held the pillow while the other stretched out over her bed. Inside her fist was a sacred moonstone. Nathaniel was dead, killed by Xavier, with no help from her at all. She should have felt happy, relieved, hell, she didn't know, at the death of her most bitter enemy. Especially when all her friends were safe. After their moment of heartfelt embrace, Xavier used his remaining strength to carry her back to the pack house. It was the last time she saw him, but she was told that he was recovering and wouldn't die from his injuries. That was two days ago, and she was lost in thought. Her eyes were fixed on her clenched fist that held the gemstone, the sacred moonstone, the heirloom of the werewolf lords. Karen did not need to open her fingers to know that so far she had failed to purify the stone. The gemstone was still black in color, silently indicating that
Karen Xavier stood slightly hunched over, his fine hair flowing around his angelic face, almost hiding his expression from her. Blood dripped down across his chin from his mouth - a mouth that she couldn't help but remember kissing and getting lost in - but what brought tears to her eyes was the dagger that had stabbed him in the back, protruding out of his body for her to see. While his blades were partially sheathed in the ground, a line where the daggers had cut into the ground was beyond them, as if he was trying to use his daggers to stop his forward motion. One dagger was stuck in his right leg, stuck firmly, most likely adding to the pain that he was experiencing. Another dagger dug into his left shoulder, and another pierced his left side. A large amount of blood stained his white shirt. Staring into the face of the man she was growing t
Karen That's for sure. Xavier was right. Then her eyes narrowed on Nathan. Although Xavier had stolen more than she could have imagined, Nathan was still her enemy, and although she did not remember anything that happened after her conversation with Nathan until she woke up in Xavier's arms, she was not stupid. Although her spiritual energy was gone, perhaps gone forever, somehow she could still sense the fragments of the sacred moonstone. There was a large piece that belonged to Nathan, nestled in his chest, in what should have been his heart, but there were two separate fragments inside of her. She could practically sense their dark presence deep in her chest, dark and riddled with corruption. Nathan had played this game many times before, not only controlling Karen in the past but also many other people he controlled using the damaged fragments. She didn't know what she had done while under Nathan's control, but from the scent of Xavier's blood, and Nathan's blood on her nails, it
Xavier ‘If I can't find and remove the fragment, then I will eliminate Nathan's control.’ With grim resolve emanating from his golden-colored eyes, he rushed to confront Karen, responding to her attack when she returned to attack him, or so it seemed at first. Instead, he somersaulted over her head at the last second, landing a few meters behind her, and before she could turn around and attack him again, Xavier snapped her wrist, using the rope that had been thrown from his hand with controlled accuracy. As Karen turned to face him, he moved around her, immobilizing her arms to her sides, and then pulling her arms back as he lunged at her. Catching her near his chest, he easily locked her against him, controlling her attempts to break free. With his arm still around her and the other arm wrapped around her waist, Xavier used his free hand and dug his fingers into the blood clot at the back of her head, forcing her head back at a painful angle, making it impossible for her to move h
Xavier A movement caught his attention at the mouth of the small cave and out of it came a woman wearing a familiar dress, a ruby red stain was also drawn on her face, her dark brown hair matted in places from the drying blood. There were no visible wounds on the woman he was so intimately familiar with. Perhaps seeing his perplexity, Nathan spoke up. "Don't worry, Alpha. The blood is not hers. Though, I'm afraid that you are already too late if you want to see Maya. We had a... Well, a little disagreement, if you know." His sarcasm did not go unnoticed by Xavier. Although he did not know why or how Maya was dead. So much blood had soaked Karen that he wondered if Karen had killed the she-wolf. He hadn't thought about that possibility, not when his eyes caught the physical changes in the woman he cherished so muc