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“But pain's like water. It finds a way to push through any seal. There's no way to stop it. Sometimes you have to let yourself sink inside of it before you can learn how to swim to the surface.”― Katie KacvinskyFor the next few days Myra wallowed in her misery. However, she did keep her word. She managed to stay out of the alpha's way. In fact, she had left the pack house. She was currently staying at the beta Ryan's place. Of course no one knew this. Beta Ryan was gay and unmated though no one knew that either.He had shared his secret with Myra in confidence and she had sworn to keep it. Of course she knew that many pack members would raise eyebrows at their living arrangements but that didn't matter to beta Ryan and she was also fine with it.There was change in her life, the positive kind, from having no one to having a friend, in fact , two. She had also befriended an omega with the name Crista. She was as kind as a kite and as beautiful as they come. She was the one who brought food for Myra at beta Ryans place.Oh she was pathetic, she thought. Despite having food and shelter, she longed for Xavier, dreamed of him every night, hoped for him to think of her. How could she think of him when all he had done since their first meeting was reject her and hurt her.Isn't that how the matebond worked? It drove one to insanity, to destruction and one could only do so little to avoid it. In her case, there was no avoiding it, all she could do was accept it but it turned out that way harder than she had imagined it.Stab the body and it heals,but break the heart and the wound lasts a lifetime. She had heard it before from her mother. Then she was too young to make sense of it, but now, in pain she understood it well. How it hurt, she discovered to love someone and receive none of that love in return. Did he know how much he had hurt her? she wondered.She felt a flash of heat run through her body and screamed in pain. She started feeling hot all over, so she made her way to the bathtub, filled it with water and sat inside. She was in heat and she knew it, but as the flashes burned through her body, she only wished for one person to be with her, Xavier, she wished he would at least come to relieve her pain even if he didn't care.She heard the door open but was in too much pain to find out who it was ."Myra, you are in heat. I have to call Xavier." she heard Ryan say."No, please", she gave a useless protest, but he was already out the door.She felt light headed due to all the pain and lost consciousness.THIRD PERSON'S POVRyan rushed accross the hallway leading to Xavier's office, colliding with a pack member in the process. He wasn't even sure how Xavier would react and whether or not he would actually go to see Myra. He knocked on the door but before he could answer, he barged in. It was the usual scene, the one of xavier with another woman. Perhaps he knew he would see such a thing, or had seen such a scene too many times so it didn't faze him. But still his heart hurt for Myra, for he had seen her wish to be accepted by her mate and her desire to be loved. And most of all, he could still see the hope in Myra's eyes whenever he talked of Xavier. She didn't deserve all the pain Xavier was giving her, that was the first thought he had when he entered that office. He would give so much just to have a mate, and here he was messing up his relationship with his mate. "Myra needs you" was all he managed to say. Xavier was still his alpha and there were very dire consequences for disre
Myra woke up the next morning in the warm hands of Xavier, in fact, she had thought she was dreaming until he had let out a grunt in response to her pinching him. But even then, he didn’t move. He continued to hold her closer as if she was something delicate, something fragile. And for the first time in her life, Myra wanted to be. The cool morning breeze and the immense amount of light that had penetrated the room made it impossible for Myra to go back to sleep, unlike Xavier who still had his eyes closed. She felt the urge to use the bathroom and decided to get up, but Xavier’s arms around her brought her closer to him. She wiggled a few times, only managing to wake him up. ‘Where are you going? “He asked her opening his eyes. He was still half a sleep and damn it if he didn’t look good. Of course, leave it to Xavier to rock the morning look. He was about to speak when he noticed his eyes change color. They weren’t their usual gold anymore, they were dark, extremely so without be
THIRD PERSON'S POV It took Xavier well over a minute to understand Myra’s statement. And when he did, he still found himself hesitating to reassure her. Perhaps because he knew that he had been the one to lead her to such a path. A path where she no longer believed that anything good would happen to her. But even then, the need to explain himself to her grew so much that he could not control it even if he tried. “There are no cameras. Myra…” he hesitated. “This is no joke. “Another moment of hesitation. “I want us to work. I want to try and be a better mate for you. Listen, I know I have hurt you but just give me one more chance. I have no right…” this time he cut her off. “You have no right to ask me of such a thing. You hear, NO RIGHT. Just because you helped me while I was in heat which by the way was your responsibility doesn’t give you the right to ask me of this. You are very selfish. Very selfish.” She whispered the last part on the verge of tears. Oh, the guts of this man,
THIRD PERSON'S POV Myra woke up in a strange room, very elegant but still rather strange. The room had huge silver-gray curtains and white walls. The bed she was on had gray silk sheets and a huge comforter. It took her a while to realize that she was in Xavier’s room. She got up with a jolt and made her way to the door. As if attempting to leave before he came back. She hesitated when she realized it was dark outside meaning it was night. “Going somewhere” She heard from behind her and spun around so fast she nearly tripped on her feet. First, she took in the picture of Xavier in only a towel. One that hung too low on his hips. Then she followed the water droplet that ran from his neck, down his chest and abs and disappeared into the waist of his towel. By the time she raised her eyes to his, he was already looking at her. “No, I am not going anywhere, I was just…” she found herself struggling to give an explanation. “Admiring the moon, yes admiring the moon. It looks good from t
THIRD PERSON'S POV Oh, she was beautiful, a Greek goddess, Aphrodite. Yes Aphrodite. He really wasn’t sure how he had managed to push her away all those weeks. Now that he had seen her beauty, her tenderness, her response to attention and appreciation, he wasn’t determined to let her go. How could he when he had gotten a glimpse of what it would be like to be with her to have her as his mate? And now, standing there in his t-shirt, he realized just how proud he was to be called her mate. “I know it’s a bit big but you don’t have to look at me like that.” She said almost to herself breaking the trance he was in. “You look good” He managed. His eyes still fixed on her. She shifted uncomfortably in his gaze. Part of her liked the new attention he accorded her, that much she would admit, the other part was cautious at it. If he truly wanted to be with her then she definitely wasn’t going to be the obstacle in their relationship. If it was all some cruel joke then she would be damned i
THIRD PERSONS POV Myra was woken up by a bhang on her bedroom door. She groaned in annoyance as she made her way towards the door, ready to lash out at whoever it was that was disturbing her dream. She opened the door with one rough pull then looked at the person on the other side of the door in shock, only manging to smile a few seconds later. "Will you let me in or should i just stay out here?" Xavier asked, a smirk plastered on his remarkably handsome face. He looked a little different, wild, she dared called it. Instead of his usual designer suits, he had on a sweatpant. She had seen him without his suits before but had never seen him without them that late in the morning. She would have let him in immediately if she hadn't found herself fixated on his abs and muscles. Oh he was fit, that much she would admit, and all hers. This, whatever they had would have to last, whatever it took, she would make them happen. Those kids she had dreamt were playing in the garden would have to
Third person's pov. "Please sit still Luna" Crista told Myra for the tenth time that evening. She was in the process of getting her ready for the ball. Officially, she was to be introduced to the pack members as the luna. And as you might have guessed, she was a nervous wreck. And to think that this had been her dream ever since she met Xavier, when it was finally about to happen, she was so nervous she couldn't even stay still. She wasn't even sure what was making her nervous, perhaos it was the responsibility that came with the title Luna or the fact that she was worried she wouldn't be able to fulfill those responsibilities. "I am sorry Crista. I am just a little nervous" she said fiddling with her fingers. "What if people hate me. What if i trip and fall in front of everyone. What if..." "Luna, i know that there are many possibilities but Alpha will be there. He would never let anything go wrong." Crista assured her . Xavier walked in as soon as Crista was done with Myra's ha
Third person's pov Myra woke up the next morning feeling better and well rested. One of the best rests of her life. She could now mindlink the pack members, she was officially their luna. Of course she could feel their presence at the back of her mind. It was a whole new feeling. A feeling of belonging. Of having a family. "Goodmorning luna"Crista greeted, straightening the curtains. "Morning" Myra returned, feeling a little dissappointed that Xavier was nowhere to be seen. "You have to get ready, the alpha is waiting for you at the training grounds. " Crista said adding a light laugh at Myra's reaction, then she excused herself and walked out. Myra quickly showered, then stopped by the kitchen to catch a quick breakfast before she made her way to the training fields. Xavier was there training the other fighters. He had no shirt on and his hair was dishelved. At that moment she realized that he looked better than she had ever seen him She must have been staring for too long becau