STUBBORN OR CHILDISH

ANTONELLA’S POV

My face has had rounds of wet tears getting dry for some time now. I was exhausted and weak. And Xavier was still unconscious but at least he was breathing. At first I thought that they had finally killed him.

I stayed close to his body when the men left. Hoping that he was going to wake up soon but it’s been at least two hours already and I was beginning to get worried for him.

Each minute with my thoughts did nothing but make my head bang from all the confusion that had accumulated into a massive migraine.

Who were these men and why had they taken us captive?

My father was the only person I knew to make enemies that were out to get me. I was always the target and I should have been the only one they took away. Why did they have to sedate Xavier when they came around?

They could have jumped me while I was asleep. At least that way he would not have been taken too and I’d be more than pleased to go through all of this alone.

“Are you sure about that?” my wolf chipped i