Xavier POVZoe was curled up in the blanket that I draped over her when I had brought her in. She was rocking back and forth while staring at the bloody uniform that I had stupidly left on the bathroom floor instead of throwing it in the laundry like every time I did with my bloody clothes. I rushed to her side and was on my knees beside her in an instant. “Zoe?”I called but she was like in a trace. I scooped her and stood up, the clothes falling back to the bathroom floor she had picked them from. That made her look at me like she was seeing me for the first time. She seemed surprised to wike me there. Like waking up from a long slumber. “Hey there.” I looked at her, curled in my arms as I walked back inside the room and lay her on the bed. She grabbed a handful of my shirt and pulled me down with her. I did not resist. It was clear that she needed me. I moved her to my lap and settled on the bed. She placed her head on my chest without a word. I wrapped my arms around her unde
Zoe’s POVXavier’s way of helping me was different. I can’t deny that I loved every second of it. The way he worked my body made me forget everything around us and lose track of time. Every second made me feel like we belonged together and this is how it is meant to be. It was a strange emotion. I felt like I had known him for a lifetime when we had barely met a couple of month ago. So much had happened since then. I had been so busy I had not gone to meet Dad. He must’ve been so lonely and sad. I know I would not be as courageous as he was. In the evening, I woke up and found that Xavier was gone again. Another note awaited me on the bedside tablelamp. It read, ‘Gone to Office, there is an emergency. You can borrow my clothes. Don’t wait for me.’ The last part meant that he was not going to be back anytime soon. I went to the bathroom and was relieved to see that the bloody uniform was gone. Xavier must’ve made sure that I did not come across it again. I showered and borrowed
Zoe’s POVI walked in and saw the same receptionist. I walked straight to the elevator without giving her a chance to stop me or ask anything. “Where are you going? You cannot just-” She called behind me but I was already inside the elevator as someone had just left and it was closing. I had been to Xavier’s office before and knew of his floor number. I pressed the button and watched with satisfaction as the elevator doors closed in her face. I was sure she was going to call security and I wanted to see her face when she would be told that I was Xavier’s paying client. I walked into the office and found Xavier sitting in his rotating chair waiting for me. “Welcome.” He said with a smirk, one foot placed on the knee of the other leg. I plopped my handbag onto a couch and spoke, hoping to convey my frustration, “I get it.”“What do you get?” He raised a brow. This man was testing my patience. “I get that this is unlike your usual high-profile cases and I’m paying in installments.
Xavier’s POVJacob brought the files that I had asked and the three of us had been creating a strategy for a while now. Zoe had been sharing some stuff that she thought could help us with the case. Everything had to be perfect for us to be able to hit John without him having any chance to escape. The more I found out about him the more suspicious I got of how he got to be the new Beta of the pack. Men like him don’t just get promoted, especially when there is so little merit to him. I still don’t know what my sister saw in him. It had become personal to me now. Not just my mate but my sister’s life was also on the line. I had to expose John’s real face to her without making things rough between us. I knew I was all she had after our mom. Father had been more of a mentor to me and left her to the nanny. “You are not listening. I’ll make some coffee, we are starting to get distracted.” Zoe stood up and I looked at them. She was right, I had started to zone again. Coffee would do
She looked at me like I was the only thing that mattered to her. Did she even realize that she was doing it, or was it the mate bond making it happen? “About what?” She asked and I raised my brows confused, so she repeated herself, “You were about to say something when I said I’ll ask Auntie Julie to bring homecooked dinner.” “Yes, yes.” I mentally facepalmed, what was happening to me? “Jacob and I got this. You have been here since morning. Thank you for your help, but you should go home and get some rest. If I’ll need you I’ll call, or send Jacob to pick you up. Take my keys. You don’t have to drive all the way back to Silver Moon in this weather.” It was February and still snowing. I was not going to allow her to travel in this weather alone. She wanted to refuse or argue but I dangled my keys in front of her, and she quickly got them. Everyone who had been to the loft loved it. Except for my father who did not approve of my methods. But he did not matter anymore. Once Zoe
Xavier’s POVAfter dinner, we had smoothly transitioned back to work. Zoe proved to be a great work partner. She was just as focused and refused to lie down or rest for even an hour despite my insisting she do so. I understood how personal it was, and I admired her resilience. She was ready to go to any lengths to save her father. She had taken on Jacob’s role in his absence and it made work go on quite fast despite the fact that there was a lot of data to sort through and I preferred doing everything manually in hardware. Due to personal experiences, I had learned that big heavy files were harder to steal than a tiny USB with terabytes of classified data. Also, paper was unhackable and once burnt could never be retrieved thus, saving it from ever being recovered by the wrong people. Either she would read out some stuff and I would note down whatever I believed to be useful or I would read and dictate to her what to note down for me. We had been so busy sifting through piles of da
I waited for her to fall asleep before slipping out from behind her, tucking her in properly, and getting in my working chair to resume on the case. Jacob joined me with breakfast for three and some good news. I shushed him so he did not wake Zoe up. Jacob and I sorted through the new data that he had brought, a plan started to form in my head. But I needed more details before I could confirm or set anything in motion. A premature plan is more dangerous than no plan. It was clear that John had played the long game. I had to do the same. I just didn’t want it to be too late. Alyssa had chosen a spring wedding, which meant that we had roughly two more months to free Zoe’s father and confirm if John was truly an awful person beyond redemption or not. Jacob had gone to attend a call on my behalf as Zoe stirred and sat up, rubbing her eyes adorably. I had seen her wake up before, but not like this. It did not make her less cute. Quite the opposite. “What time is it? How long was I aslee
Zoe’s POVWhile Jacob excused himself to take care of an appointment on behalf of the Alpha Councilor and Xavier left for his business. I chose to go to Xavier’s place to rest for a while. I knew my father’s case was sensitive and I wanted to be close enough to reach the office within a few minutes instead of a couple of hours’ drive from my pack. After having slept a while, I decided to explore the territory of Blood Crescent, Xavier’s pack. Before I had never had the chance to travel much. But now that I was here and feeling restless because I had nothing to do as I waited for Xavier to finish his business and return home or office. I drove around for a while, going out of the elite areas where Xavier’s office and the building housing his loft were. I moved towards the middle class and poorer neighborhoods and was surprised to find the difference from my own pack’s such neighborhoods. There were no beggars or homeless as far as I had seen. So consumed by my adventure I forgot to
Zoe's POV"This is good," I complimented, taking another bite of the lobster sandwich."Mr. Malarkey is among the best chefs in this hemisphere. He comes from a long line of chefs loyal to Blood Crescent for generations." The way Xavier spoke about the chef made me feel like he was the kind of Alpha
Zoe's POVXavier and I spent the rest of the day packing up and getting ready to leave the cabin. We took a quick lunch break and then loaded up Xavier's car.The hours we spent on the road going to the pack center where the Shaw Mansion stood in all its glory, felt nostalgic. It hadn't been very lo
Zoe's POVXavier was looking at me expectantly. He was waiting for an answer. And at that moment, I loved him so much that I would follow him anywhere if he held my hands the way he was holding them. He had so many problems and wasn't afraid to make me his knowing how many problems were on my tail.
Xavier's POVI knew I should've told Zone about not keeping Claire in the dungeons. It had been a momentary decision because she was still dear to me and I was so shocked at her betrayal. And then, everything else happened and I couldn't move her or expose her yet. It was not like I was hiding the
Zoe's POVBy the time we reached the cabin, a light sprinkle had started. I liked this light summer rain. It made everything look cleaner and fresher as if breathing new life into nature. I loved the smell of wet soil. I also liked how pleasant the weather became after the rain. It was the thunders
Zoe's POVAfter yesterday's activities, Xavier and I slept in each other's arms. For the first time in a long time, I didn't have any nightmares. I slept like a log and woke up with a smile on my face. And it was all thanks to my mate, my Alpha. Xavier's face was tranquil. I had missed seeing this
Xavier's POVI have no idea how I survived without Zoe's touch for as long as did. Was it possible to die due to starvation of mate's touch? I didn't know and I wasn't going to test it either because I had no intention of ever letting her go.It didn't matter how much I tried to worship her body. It
Zoe's POVNow that it was just me and Xavier in the cabin, neither of us knew what to say. I kept thinking of how to start the conversation. We had a lot to talk about, but where to begin?"How have you been?" Xavier asked, tentatively stepping forward.After being with him for months, I wanted to t
Zoe's POVThe more Xavier talked the more I tried not to panic. I knew things were bad, I hadn't realized they were this bad. A part of me felt guilty because all of it could've been avoided if Xavier hadn't left to support me. As much as I appreciated his presence after Dad's death, I never wanted