Xeros Romanov
My Mate.
Their Queen
My Luna
She would have been dead in a matter of seconds had I decided to delay.
My vision blurred with rage. I felt the beast inside me clawing at the edges of my mind, demanding to be let out. Every instinct I had screamed to tear apart anyone who stood between me and her. She was mine, and they had dared to touch her. Toharm her.
I could feel my control slipping, my humanity waning as the lycan within me surged forward.I don't remember crossing the distance to her. One moment I was watching in horror, and the next I was at her side, ripping through the ropes that bound her with a single swipe.
Her body fell into my arms, so fragile, so still. She whimpered just barely, and it was enough to make my blood boil. I was too late. Too late to protect her from whatever hell they'd put her through.
"Alpha King!" a voice called out, but it barely registered in my mind. I turned, my gaze locking onto Alpha Dimitri as he approached, his face a mix of fear and confusion
"Put her down," Dimitri said, his voice trembling slightly. "You're mistaken- this isn't what you think."
His words were meaningless. They did nothing to soothe the fire raging inside me. I had been mistaken before. But this... this was unforgivable
I could barely hear the rest of what he was saying. It was all drowned out by the thunderous roar of rage building inside me. How dare he stand there, trying to explain away this atrocity?
How dare he try to reason with me when my mate was lying there, broken and bruised?
The next thing we both knew, My claws connected with his face, sending him crashing to the ground. I didn't even wait to see if he would get back up.
I just ran, holding her close, desperate to get her away from this nightmare.
"Don't worry, King. I'll take care of the rest" Anakin sounded in my head.
I reached the palace in a haze, my mind barely functioning beyond the primal need to protect her. The guards didn't dare stop me, didn't even speak as I barreled through the halls, heading towards the infirmary.
My voice was almost unrecognizable as I barked orders at the doctors."Save her. Now."
They hesitated. I could see the fear in their eyes as they looked at me, at the murderous intent I knew I was radiating. One of them finally stepped forward, trying to muster the courage to speak
"My king... we...we need you to undress her so we can... treat her injuries.'
I nearly lost it right then. My growl reverberated through the room, causing the doctors to flinchback.
"Get the female doctor. Now." My voice was barely more than a snarl, but they understood the command, and they scrambled to obey
Once they were gone, I looked down at her, my rage simmering beneath the surface. She was so beautiful, even like this. But as I began to undress her, the anger i had been holding back surged forward.
Her body was covered in bruises,her skin marred by cruel hands. When I saw the whip marks across her back, the anger I felt became something more. It became a deep,searing fury that threatened to consume me entirely.
I couldn't even think straight. I couldn't process the extent of her injuries. My hands were trembling as I removed the last of her clothing revealing the full extent of the horrors she had endured.
A howl tore from my throat, the sound filled with pain, rage, and something I hadn't felt in a long time-fear.
The door burst open, and the female doctor Martha, hurried in. Her eyes widened in horror as she took in the scene before her-my mate battered and broken, lying in my arms, and me, a king barely holding onto his sanity
"My king,|-"
"I'll kill them all," I growled, cutting her off.
The words slipped out before I even realized I was speaking. "I'll rip them apart, every last one of them."
Martha took a step back, clearly terrified. But she stayed calm, stayed professional. "Please, my king, let me tend to her. She needs care, and you need to.. calm yourself.
Calm myself? How could I possibly calm myself when the only thing stopping me from tearing this entire place apart was the frail body of my mate lying before me? But i knew she was right.
If I stayed any longer, I would only make things worse. I would hurt her in my anger, and that was something I could never forgive myself for.
Reluctantly, I handed her over to Martha. I could feel the beast withing me trashing, demanding to be let out, to be unleashed upon those who had done this to her.
I would only make things worse. I would hurt her in my anger, and that was something I could never forgive myself for.
Just like how I would never forgive myself for allowing this to happen to her.
Reluctantly, I handed her over to Martha. I could no longer handle the beast within me thrashing, demanding to be let out, to be unleashed upon those who had done this to her.
My hands were shaking as turned away, forcing myself to leave the room. i had to get out, had to put distance between myself and her before I did something I couldn't take back.
The moment I stepped outside, I felt the change coming. It was uncontrollable, unstoppable. My body twisted and contorted, fur sprouting as my bones snapped and reformed. It was a painful feeling I hadn't felt in centuries, but I welcomed it.
I needed it.
With a final, earth-shaking roar, I let the beast take over, my lycan form finally breaking free.
The palace behind me became a distant memory as I bolted into the forest, the scent of blood and vengeance driving me forward
They would pay. Every last one of them. And when I was done, there would be nothing left but ashes.
Cassiopeia NyxI awoke to a world shrouded in confusion. The ceiling above me was unfamiliar, an expanse of soft gray, nothing like the damp, cracked stone I had grown accustomed to. My heart raced as I tried to piece together the fragments of my last memories. The Purge. There had been darkness, a cold finality, the sting of pain, and then…nothing. How was I still here? I was supposed to be dead.My fingers curled into the sheets beneath me, the texture soft and luxurious against my skin. I glanced around the room. This was wrong. I shouldn’t be feeling anything. I shouldn’t be…alive. Panic clawed at my chest, my breath quickening as I forced myself to sit up. My body felt strange, heavy, as though it didn’t belong to me.Before I could make sense of my surroundings, the door creaked open, and a woman hurried in. Her movements were quick but gentle, her eyes filled with something I didn’t recognize at first—pity. She looked at me like I was something fragile, something broken. “ Oh
Cassiopeia Nyx.Another scream ripped from my throat before I could stop it, piercing the air between us. His grip on my wrist slackened, and in that moment, I could see the shift in his eyes—a flicker of concern breaking through the mask of intensity. It was the kind of expression I had only seen a few times in my life, and it unnerved me even more. He stepped back as if my fear had burned him, and I took the opportunity, heart pounding, to scramble away.I barely made it to the edge of the bed before I felt the tears blurring my vision. My body shook, each sob tearing through me as the reality of my situation crashed down. My mate. The Alpha King. Bound to him for the rest of my life, just like my mother was to my father. The thought made me tremble harder. I could see it so clearly—the endless years of pain, the torment that was sure to follow. My father’s cruelty was legendary, but this man… this Alpha King… he was a nightmare I hadn't even had the courage to dream of.I heard him
Xeros Romanov Sitting by Cassie's door, I felt trapped like an animal in a cage. The wolf inside me was uneasy, moving back and forth, its claws scratching at the interior of my head. Though she was right behind the door, it seemed like there was a vast space separating us, one that I couldn't navigate without causing harm. All my instincts were telling me to approach her, to embrace her, to shield her, but I was unable to. I would not. When she gazed at me with those eyes filled with fear, it was not the right time. This was not how it was meant to be. When I first discovered she was my mate, the connection clicked into place so strongly that I was almost brought to my knees. The desire to stay by her side, to claim her as my own, to shield her from all dangers and threats was overwhelming. However, I was surprised by the fear in her eyes when she recognized me. More than just a partner, but a leader of the pack. And not any Alpha, but 'the' Alpha King himself. His partner. She ap
Cassiopeia Nyx My fingers shook as I curled into myself on the bed, rocking my entire figure as if I could shake myself out of this nightmare. The Alpha King. My mate. I had lived my entire life surrounded by alpha males, but none like him. They ruled with strength, but he ruled with fear, and now my fate was tied to his—a fate I would never escape. I had been surrounded by alpha males all my life, and now I was bound to the worst and cruelest of them all. What more could the Moon Goddess want from me? Had my birth offended her so deeply? First, she let my pack shun me, marked me with disgrace. And now, she’d cursed me to this fate, bound to a man whose name alone made wolves tremble. Did she really hate my existence so much that she had to line up all these tragedies for me? Was I really cursed? Did I really deserve all this? Maybe I did. My life began with the end of another. A frustrated cry escaped my lips as I fisted my hair. I wouldn’t even be having this thought if I
Xeros Romanov. I knew my hesitation and anxiety were visible. I couldn't control it. I was hesitant to see her or to even look at her because all that would stare back at me would be nothing but hatred. Mary made sure to inform me that sometimes people who have endured such a brute amount of torture never heal and end up hating everyone around them. Their mental health was fragile,most of them saw the world as a prison and couldn't wait to get off it. I was scared that if Cassie saw me , she would be reminded of her pain and by the heavens, she had been tortured enough, I wanted to spare her that. But i still couldn't stand by and watch her starve to death even if she insisted she wasn't going to eat. "I'm sorry," I apologized softly before stepping in without her consent. The fear that was always present in her eyes seemed to deepen even more and that only sent tendrils of pain towards my heart, the tendrils wrapped around and tugged at my heart in a painful fashion. The door
Cassiopeia NyxWhat have I done?My eyes flickered to where my trembling hand rested against his solid chest. I knelt beside him on the bed, my legs tucked awkwardly under me, frozen in shock. The room was silent, broken only by the sound of our ragged breaths. His came out in huffs while mine ceased completely. The ringing in my head grew louder until it vibrated through my entire being, a cruel reminder of what a horrible person I was.He was hurt.I hurt him.He let out a weary sigh as he raised his palm to encase mine, which was still wrapped around the hilt of the knife. He gently freed my fingers from their tight grasp, letting them fall limply by my side.He let out a painful grunt, pulling the knife from his chest in a single, swift motion. Warm, sticky blood splattered across my face, its metallic scent filling the air as crimson soaked into the white sheets, transforming them into a nightmarish canvas.My fingers immediately reached for him as the blood seeping from the woun
Xeros Romanov The sensual scent of Lavender was thick in the air as I forced my eyes open, immediately landing on the small figure that lay huddled into the wall. She had curled so far away from me, almost morphing into the wall like it was a second skin. I inched closer slowly, the sheets moving under my weight as I moved closer until her sleeping face was opposite mine. Despite the bruises and the blood that marred her face, she was still the most beautiful woman I had ever seen, her beauty was so pure that even the cruelty of people could not diminish it. With a longing sigh, I inched my finger closer to her face, aching to feel the softness of her skin again, like I did a few hours ago. If only she knew that I would let her stab me a thousand times over so I could revel in the serenity and peace her touch set into my soul. I wanted her to open her eyes and let me see the warmth she held for me in them, I wanted them to mirror into her heart, expressing her love for me, e
Cassiopeia Nyx "Please, i didn't do it," i begged, my knees scraping against the bare floor. "I'm sorry." My father's eyes gleamed visciously as he grabbed me by the collar of my shirt, pressing me into the wall with brute strength. My legs dangled in the air as i gasped for air, pushing against his steel like grip. My efforts proved futile and i could feel my heart pushing against my chest like it was ready to abandon its owner and flee for its life, leaving me in the grasp of danger. "They are all going to have fun with you." He sneered into my ear, bounding my arms and legs to the chains he had specifically attached to the wall of my cell just to turture me. My fear was molten, running through my bloodstream with a paralyzing speed. My mouth immediately grew dry as my neck pressed to the side of the wall, my arms and legs chained with silver, a metal that burned at my skin. My entire body shivered as i antcipated the torture, whipping wasn't as harsh as branding or searing
Cassiopeia Nyx"You can’t handle it."My heart constricted painfully in my chest as I leaned against the wooden door of his office. I wanted to run back into the room and implore him to tell me he didn't mean what he said, but the way he enunciated it, without hesitation… it made me believe that he really meant it.I had assumed that he didn't care that I wasn't strong enough, that his love for me had absolved me from all guilt, but now I see that wasn’t the case. It took a lot for him to slip up and show his true feelings.I thought I knew pain. I thought I had endured everything that could be thrown at me. But this? This felt different.It wasn’t physical, like the scars that marred my skin. It wasn’t something I could fight with persistence or defiance. It was deeper, more personal—a wound to the very core of who I was.I could handle him.But he didn’t believe that.Fuck. Even I didn't believe it. I was trying so hard to be strong, and his support made everything feel easier, but
Xeros RomanovThe moment she nestled into my arms, everything unraveled. The heat of her body, the soft tremble of her fingers as they wrapped around my torso, the scent of her filling my senses—it all became too much. Cassiopeia. My mate.My queen.Immediately, I recognized Nox's desire. I tried to run away, to put some distance between us, but it was futile. She was a force I couldn’t resist, pulling me in, tearing apart every shred of resolve I had left. And now, she was here, standing in front of me, despite me telling her to stay away... looking up with those eyes—filled with longing, trust, and something else… something dangerous.Desire.I could feel the heat radiating off her, searing my skin as if it were my own. My wolf, the primal force within me, roared in approval, clawing at the edges of my mind, desperate to claim what was ours. To mark her, to bind her to me in every way.But I couldn’t.The images flashed through my mind, unbidden and relentless—the scars that marred h
Cassiopeia NyxSomething was wrong.Not with Xeros—but with me.An unusual burning sensation spread through my entire body, starting from my lower abdomen. It was beyond what words could describe. It spread like a raging prairie fire, doubling in intensity with every wave of the wind and every second I remained still, threatening to swallow me whole. I could barely think straight as I watched the elders file out of the meeting hall, still whispering amongst themselves about Xeros's sudden and urgent disappearance.At the thought of him, my body began to ache even more. Hera growled ferociously from her position at the back of my mind. It was more feral than anything she had ever expressed to me, even when she tried to take over my body. The more she growled and pushed at me, the more the pain increased.My knees shook as I pushed myself up from the seat, beads of perspiration trickling down my chest and stomach.Where was Xeros?A groan tumbled from my lips as I forced myself to my fe
Cassiopeia Nyx"Who could be so daring to attempt an attack on the king's private quarters" Elder Yousef asked, his dark face marred with worry lines, Whispers floated all through the large space of the meeting room. They looked apprehensive, this was the first time someone had brazenly attempted an attack on the king's private quarters.Xeros and i remained quiet as we watched them mull over the information we just shared, there was nothing more to say, Xeros was unconcerned but i seemed to drift towards the worried questions the elders seemed to throw at one another.Who could it be? What made them so fearless? Could it be an uprising?The more they spoke the more my anxiety levels spiked. Xeros's grip around my wrist was firm and comforting but he was distracted, his calloused thumb circled around the soft skin of my wrist. I didn't know what exactly had consumed his thoughts. His eyes were focused on me but they were dazed."Xeros" i whispered, shifting in my seat beside him. He b
Xeros RomanovI slipped through the door with pristine agility only to be met with Cassie’s terrified gaze. She stood right before me, her eyes widened in shock before morphing into relief. Her grip around the candle stick was fierce, as if she’d been ready to fight off whatever threat she imagined might follow me in here.A sigh left me as I took in her stance, her anxiety, and the hint of fear in her gaze. My eyes swept over her form, checking for any sign of injury even though I knew without doubt she’d been safe here. Finally, my gaze settled on the candle stick, and despite the situation, a flicker of amusement surfaced.“You were going to come after me?” I asked, my voice soft but edged with amusement.Cassie nodded, her expression shifting as she let out a breath she’d been holding. “I… you were taking so long, so I thought… something had happened to you.”Without hesitation, I crossed the room in a few quick strides, reaching out to gently ease the candle stick from her hands.
Cassiopeia Nyx The room was quiet. The kind of quiet that made even the slightest sound amplified. i was curled into Xeros’s chest, my face pressed into his bare skin and his arms wrapped tightly around me. Normally, nothing brought me as much comfort as this,but as much as I tried to relax into his embrace, sleep danced just out of reach, like a strip tease, no matter how hard I tried to reach out for it, it eluded me.Something felt… wrong.My skin prickled, the hair on my body standing on edge. A strange sensation crawled its way up my spine, making the air in the room feel heavier, pressing down on me. It was just my mind playing tricks on me, maybe it was because tonight had been emotionally exhausting. But the feeling wouldn’t leave; it only grew more intense, like invisible eyes watching from somewhere in the shadows.I shifted in Xeros’s arms, careful not to wake him. His breathing deepened, but even in sleep, his arm tightened slightly around my waist, as if some part of him
Cassiopiea Nyx"It's me, Demetria." "What is she doing here?" Hera growled, her anger pushing through.Demetria nervously poked her head through the door, her dark hair cascading around her shoulders as she spotted me. Her eyes widened when she noticed who was at the door, and she took a few steps back in surprise." uhhh, good evening, your majesty," she bowed in apprehension.Xeros scowled, his eyes flashing red before he sighed, turing around to glance at me.I didn't know what to say. I didn't know how to act around her. "The queen is very tired after having a long day. She doesn't want to see anyone," Xeros gritted, ignoring her greetings. Demetria nodded in understanding, but i couldn't help but notice that her shoulders drooped in dissapoinment, and her eyes grew clowdy. I hated this part of me, the one that just couldn't ignore."I'll come back some other time," She mumbled before bowing to Xeros and then to me."Goodnight Alpha, Goodnight Luna."She turned around to leave,
Cassiopeia Nyx My knees wobbled as Xeros led me back to the room. I could barely keep up, my body slumped against his as we walked. I had tried so hard to hold on during dinner, I tried not to cower away, I forced the food down my throat. The only thing helping me was Xeros, his grip around my hand grounded me, like he was sending surges of confidence through my skin. The problem wasn't the pack members or the food or the role itself, I was the problem. I just couldn't detach myself from the anxiety hovering around me.These past few days, I realized that whenever I was anxious , I seemed to close up my mental barriers. I shut Hera out. I couldn't help it, I didn't realize I was blocking her out until a few moments ago, when I wondered why she had been silent for so long. That was the same thing that was happening to me, the anxiety that I had pushed at bay, the uncertainty swirling around me—everything threatened to hold me down,to choke me. We finally reached the door and the
Xeros RomanovThis was the last step and the most difficult of all for Cassie. The first dinner. More like an introduction.The smell of spice, roasted meat and gravy wafted throughout the air as we made way towards the dinning hall. The pack members strictly adhered to rules i had set regarding Cassie but now that she was the Luna, i couldn't give them any excuse as to why they couldn't meet their Luna without tarnishing her image. Cassie’s hand shook softly in my grasp as we pushed through the doors and stepped into the dinning area, i knew she was doing her best to keep her head upright and her gaze levelled. I could tell she wanted nothing more than to cower behind me, hide away from their expectant gazes. Tonight would be our first real appearance together, a chance for Cassie to show herself to the pack, to become part of the world I’d grown up in. They all stood up as we approached, i spotted Anakin at the far end of the room, a small smile on his face. “Don't be scared,”