XANDERDonovan suggested I start preparing for war. I asked why he said that, and in true Donovan fashion, he shrugged and said better to be safe than sorry.I wanted to know exactly what that meant. Knowing the asshole he wouldn’t say anything like that just for the sake of it. And it should do me good to recall he has a lot of friends. Witches especially.He always said, if you wanted to be at the top, you had to be neutral and let everyone think you’re their friend. Even though they aren’t yours.He is manipulative. So of course, he would think to make friendship one sided and only so it benefits him.I’ve been on the hunt for him. Since he chooses this time, after giving me a damn cryptic message, to disappear.Daciana swears she doesn’t know where he went because he didn’t tell her. I hated that I didn’t believe her.I always, always, trusted her word. I think I have become paranoid and even less trusting. Because, I used to doubt everyone before. But Daciana, I have never doubte
XANDERMuch to Daciana’s dismay, I didn’t take her lost book theory very seriously.Though, I did go with her to check what she mentioned. Only to get her to leave me alone. Everything there was spotless and there was a dust spot right where she had plucked the book from.“What if someone put it there recently?” I asked, cocking a brow, she glared at me, clearly not happy with my response.“I’m going to find Donovan,” she grumbles, throwing the book not so gently at the reading chair in the library. “It is why he knows things more than you. He looks outside the box.”With these parting words, she walked out, leaving me alone.I stared at the room, thinking of how I used to see Adriana with large history books Daciana had picked for her. She was a reader, and I wanted to invest in her hobby. Just to see that shine in her eyes when she gets to a particularly exciting scene.I was just about to walk out when I changed my mind and picked up the boom Daciana had left behind. Maybe she was
ADRIANA“Hello?! Anyone here?!!” I probably sounded and looked like a crazy person.I was shouting in the dark, calling out to nobody. So maybe I am crazy. I could have sworn I heard a voice though, I was sure of it. A female voice had spoken and she said, word to word, ‘I finally meet you’.That is the only thing that is helping me stay upright. Being sure of what I heard.Unless I made it all up, I know she has to be here somewhere.But where? I’ve been standing for over twenty minutes and nothing has changed. I also couldn’t transport myself like I did when I was dreaming. So does that mean this isn’t a dream? More realistic things were happening and that sucked.Mum’s office should be here, instead of this dark…whatever place it is. She is always here, so unless I fell into another dimension. What the hell is going on?And the voice I heard. They disappeared almost immediately since I felt myself floating in the air. And they haven’t returned.It was probably used as bait and I st
XANDERI don’t know how things escalated between Adriana and I. At first, she’d been standing there and she called my name.Next, I was the one that appeared out of the blue while she was standing, looking confused as hell.How did I get here? What the hell happened to the other room? What the fuck is going on?I’m sure I would have paid more attention and thought of finding a way to leave if I hadn’t seen her. But I did. And fuck, she was wearing one of those sheer gowns. Her perky little tits begging for my hands, or mouth. I wanted to give her all.She was her usual aloof self. That proved this wasn’t a dream. No way in hell would I dream about her looking sinfully sexy like that and then not have it be a sex dream. Something is happening here, and I’m going to have to figure it out before I die of bluebells. Or die by my mate’s hands.She is telling me the very creative way she plans on doing that. I’m a sick bastard because it is turning me on.My dick pulses in my pants, pushing
ADRIANAXander is an overbearing ass. I wish I’d punched him when he groped me. Without permission no less.And my traitorous body. I think I’m more angry at myself than him because of my own actions. How had my body betrayed me in such a way?The moment he got his hands on me, I creamed my panties. When he’d palmed my mound, I was hit with the realization that I was wearing next to nothing. Or even nothing, seeing as the sheer material hid nothing from his eyes.“You look fucking good in this,” he’d growled, working his finger into my pussy. “Spread out for me like a meal. You’re the best meal I’ve ever had, and I’ve been starving.”I snapped my eyes open, pulling myself away from the reminder of the horrendous dream.I’d woken up just as my body reached its peak. One minute, I was against the wall with Xander’s imposing presence all around me. And the next, I was getting up from my bed with a start. My body shudders and spasms as it reaches climax.It had been good to know it wasn’t
XANDER“You seem happy,” Daciana commented as she walked into the dining room.I was sitting at the breakfast table, an array of dishes in front of me, though I chose to nurse a mug of coffee and some toast.“Are you against that?” I cocked a brow, taking another sip of the hot beverage.“Nope.” She shakes her head, still eyeing me like I had grown two heads. My sister was dramatic. “Just that whenever you are this happy, things… happen.”She breathes out with the last word, and that makes me cock a brow. What exactly did she mean by that?“And what is that supposed to mean?”Daciana sighs and fixes her dark gaze on me. “I know you Xander,” she points in my direction. “You know you. And you know you’re only very happy when you cause some kind of ruckus.”“I didn’t create anything.” I shrugged. “I’ve just realized there is more to life than sulking and hating on you and Donovan.”She knew I was lying but she probably just didn’t want to deal with me. She fixed herself a plate and turne
XANDERI went back to the house, feeling more alive than I could remember. I could already see workers trooping out, getting ready to start planning the party.I didn’t have a valid reason for it, but it seems like a good idea. And there is a white voice in the back of my head telling me I might have surprise guests.A party in my pack is one I know Dreaya can’t resist. The only difference is, I have a plan for what will happen this time.I’m about to start going up the stairs to check on my Adriana flower bed. That is what I call the place now. Her presence is always strong there. And I feel like my dreams have more to do with that place than anything. I’m not complaining.A hard shove on my shoulder almost pushes me down.“What the hell is going on?!” Daciana growls, punching me in my chest.She was still hitting me. Instead of using my hand to protect my face and chest, I grabbed her hand in mine before twisting. The pain makes her pause and I use that distraction to hold onto the
ADRIANA“You’ve lost your mind.” I said, glaring at his seated form.He looked high and mighty. And so relaxed, like he isn’t intruding in my personal space. He doesn’t look like someone that has been told to get the hell out about a million times. Instead, he resembles a king on his throne.“I’m glad you recognise who I am.” He boasts, his smile now turning into a full grin. “And I’ve got a throne right beside me for you, my queen.”I didn’t know what pushed me, but I threw my head and laughed loudly. Xander doesn’t care that I’m openly mocking him. He only smiles, a look I can’t place in his eyes. It seems like he is glad I’m making fun of him.“Am I hilarious now, darling?” He questions, his thumb drawing a path along his bottom lip.Like a magnet, my eyes follow the movement ever so slowly. I know the bastard was doing it on purpose when he groans softly, just as our eyes meet.“You’re delusional.” I spit out. My voice comes out slightly breathless and the urge to smack him in the