*****Henry*****“Am I so bad that you would rather be alone than spend your life with me?” He questioned, his voice filled with a mixture of sadness and resignation.I took a deep breath, knowing that my decision was final, and replied, “I don’t want to ever see you again.” I repeated the words that Xavier once told me. “And if you ever come in front of me, I will make sure you regret it. These are words you said to me at our parent’s funeral.” I felt a pang of guilt as I saw the hurt in his eyes, but I knew I had to stand my ground. “You ask if you are bad or not, but Xavier, I was ten when the only family, my brother, pushed me away from his life forever.” I lowered my head as the memories of that flooded back, causing tears to well up in my eyes. “I may have been young, but I will never forget how you abandoned me when I needed you the most,” I whispered, my voice breaking with emotion. “You blamed me for our parents’ deaths, but you tell me, was it really my fault that they prote
*****Henry*****“What?” I mumbled, my voice barely audible now, my body tingling with excitement and nervousness. “Let me show you,” he whispered, before closing the distance between us and capturing my lips in a passionate kiss that left me breathless.And that was the moment I knew I was in trouble.I want to push him away, but my body betrays me as I lean into the kiss, unable to resist the magnetic pull between us. His lips taste like the forbidden fruit I’ve always wanted. My body ignites with desire as his hands roam over my skin, sending shivers down my spine.“You say you don’t care. Then why did you let me kiss you like that?” He murmured against my lips, his voice husky with desire. The answer was lost in the haze of passion, my mind clouded by the intoxicating feeling of being wanted.I pushed his chest, but Xavier caught my hand and moved his lips to my neck, trailing soft kisses down my skin. The world around us faded away, leaving only the two of us lost in the heat of t
*****Henry*****“He wants to fuck you, fool,” Xavier blurted out, his words harsh and direct.“What?” I couldn’t believe what I was hearing—the shock and disbelief evident in my voice.“He’s obsessed with you,” Xavier continued, his expression serious. “And I can’t let him have you.”“I am no one’s possession,” I declared firmly, my resolve strengthening with each word. “Just leave me like you did in the past,” I added, my voice tinged with a hint of hurt. “I don't want you to come one day and claim yourself as my mate and say you want me.” I sighed, feeling a mix of emotions swirling inside me. “I am not a prize to be won or a possession to be claimed. There was only one thing that I ever wanted in my life, and that was a mate who loved me and accepted me for who I am without any conditions or expectations. But even that wish seemed too much to ask for.” I closed my eyes, trying to push down the disappointment and longing that threatened to overwhelm me. “I deserve someone who will s
*****Xavier****I stare at Henry, his face glowing with a mix of emotions, waiting for me to break the silence and give him the reassurance he needed to confide in me. The tension between us was thick, and I knew that whatever that was I was keeping him from was the only thing that was separating us further apart. But I can’t tell him the truth now, not until I find a discloser that will not only bring us closer together but also help him understand why I had to keep it from him.With his hand cradled against my cheek, I could see the vulnerability in his eyes, begging me to trust him enough to share my secret. I knew that once I found the right words, our bond would be stronger than ever before. But our enemies that took our parents away were still out there, lurking in the shadows, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. I needed to protect him, even if it meant keeping him in the dark a little while longer.I closed my eyes, leaning into his touch, feeling the weight of my decisi
****Xavier*****“Are you ashamed of me?” I asked, bearing my vulnerability, with tears forming in my eyes.“Never.” Xavier’s words trailed off as he reached out to hold my hand, his own eyes filled with emotion. “I just want to protect you and us from any potential threats,” he added softly.“You put your trust in me, and I promise to always stand by your side, no matter what challenges come our way,” he assured me, squeezing my hand gently. “Just for the time being, don’t let anyone know that you are mate, and let me handle any potential dangers that may arise.”I listen to his words carefully, feeling a sense of comfort and security wash over me. “If that is what you believe is best for us, then I will trust your judgment,” I replied, putting my trust in him even after the trauma I had been through because of his action, but deep down, I couldn’t shake the feeling of unease about keeping our relationship a secret.Xavier is an Alpha, and his being mated with an Omega like me, who to
*****Xavier*****“Xavier...” Henry moaned my name, making me lose my mind as I captured his lips in a passionate kiss. The heat between us only intensified as our bodies pressed closer together, igniting a fire that I knew would be impossible to extinguish.“No talking necessary,” I whispered, my hands exploring his body with a hunger that matched his own. With my hands in between his legs, I can feel the warmth of his desire for me, his hard length pressing against my palm, urging me to give in to the temptation that had been building between us. “Your body knows exactly what it wants.” I fisted his length somehow above his pants, feeling the throbbing need beneath my touch. The desire in his eyes mirrored my own, a silent agreement passing between us as we both gave in to the inevitable.“Shhh... just let go,” I whispered, my voice barely above a whisper as I guided him toward release. The tension between us finally broke as we both surrendered to the passion that had been simmerin
*****Xavier*****I stare at Henry as he sleeps peacefully, his features softening in slumber. With his head resting on my chest and arms wrapped around me, I feel a sense of contentment and longing for the moments we can steal together in the midst of our chaotic lives. Our love may be risky, but it’s worth every moment of joy and connection we find in each other.I brushed his hair, with fingers gliding from his silky forehead down to his cheek, savoring the intimacy of the moment. As the sun began to rise, his face came alive with the soft light, casting a gentle glow on his peaceful expression. How long has it been since we’ve been able to just be in each other’s arms like this? I never want this moment to end.When Henry was a kid, he always walked quietly inside and slid into covers without making a sound, as if he were trying to escape the world around him. His quiet demeanor was a stark contrast to his boisterous personality during the day. And early morning he used to quietly
*****Henry******A week has passed since the last time I saw Xavier, and I can’t help but wonder what he’s been up to.My shoulder is starting to heal, but I’m still unable to fully extend my arm, making everyday tasks more challenging. But surprisingly after coming from the healer and everything around me being changed, I was shifted into a larger bedroom with new furniture; my bedroom was filled with new clothes with a new queen-sized bed and a fresh bouquet of flowers on the nightstand.What happened in just a few days that made such a drastic change in my living situation? I know Xavier has something to do with it, as the people around me in the pack house also started to treat me with more respect and kindness. It’s as if I’ve been given a fresh start in a whole new world.But even with everything turning out so well in life, I feel the lack of Xavier’s presence in my life. His absence leaves a void that no amount of material possessions or kind gestures can fill. I wonder where
Xavier****The sky had begun to churn, a swirling mass of gray clouds that mirrored the unease tightening its grip on my chest. Each gust of wind that rattled through the trees carried the scent of storm and blood, like nature itself was bracing for a war it could not escape. The forest didn't whisper anymore—it groaned, creaked, and cried out in a language older than words, a warning etched into bark and bone.I walked beside Henry, our strides matched, yet his silence felt heavier than the air thick with impending rain. The fire that once danced in his eyes had dulled into a blade—sharp, steady, honed for battle. Not the wild flame of fury, but the cold precision of a man who knew exactly what it would cost to win—and was already paying.The storm wasn’t just above us. It was within us. And it had already begun to break.We were heading toward the eastern watch, where scouts had reported movement—dark wolves slipping between borders like whispers in the fog, testing our defenses wit
Xavier***The weight of the night pressed against my shoulders as we moved with urgent purpose, each step echoing with the burden of what lay ahead. Henry walked beside me, his presence a steady, unshakable force, but even he could not mask the tension thrumming beneath his skin. The gravity of our mission settled in the air like a storm on the horizon, thick with unspoken fears and unrelenting determination. Diego was already making calls, his voice sharp and commanding, every word laced with urgency as he reached out to the scattered packs, summoning them to arms. Each call was a plea, a demand, a warning—an unbreakable thread pulling together the fragile unity of our kind before it was too late.Every second mattered. Each breath was a countdown, a heartbeat closer to the abyss of war, where hesitation meant death and unity was our only salvation.“We need to rally them fast,” Henry murmured, his voice edged with urgency. His jaw was tight, his golden eyes flickering with an intens
Xavier***Henry and I exchanged a look, the depths of our bond shimmering between us like an unbroken thread of fate. The warmth of our previous intimacy still clung to our skin, but the cold hand of reality gripped us, relentless and unyielding. There was no time to savor the sanctuary we had found in each other’s arms; the world beyond these walls was unraveling, and it demanded our strength.Diego's face was carved from stone, his fists trembling with barely restrained fury as he glared at the TV screen. His jaw clenched so tight it looked like it might snap. The footage was a nightmare—humans scrambling in terror, their screams slicing through the night like knives. Shadowy figures stalked them through the trees, ruthless and relentless. Blood painted the earth, bodies crumpling beneath the onslaught of Dean’s wolves. Diego’s breath came harsh and ragged, his nails digging into his palms until they threatened to draw his own blood.“Damn it,” Henry snarled, his voice laced with fu
Xavier***🚨 Trigger Warning: Read at your own risk—this chapter might just turn up the heat more than you expect! 🔥"You'll just have to wait and see," he murmured, his lips brushing against mine. I shivered at the warmth of his breath, my body both eager and hesitant. His hand lingered on my waist, fingers curling as though testing how far he could go before I pulled away. I didn’t move. I wanted this.My hands, still wet from poking his insides, reach up to tangle in his hair, pulling him closer to me."What are you doing?" he asks, his voice full of shock and confusion."I'm just trying to get a better look at you," I reply coyly. Henry laughs, his eyes sparkling with amusement as he leans in for another kiss. The playful banter between us only heightens the passion between our lips.His hand trailed down my chest, leaving sparks in its wake. I should have been nervous, but I wasn’t. My heart hammered, and I knew there was no turning back now—not when I wanted this so badly. As hi
Xavier***🚨 Trigger Warning: Read at your own risk—this chapter might just turn up the heat more than you expect! 🔥The night fades, and I hold him closer, determined to shield him from any harm that may come his way. Henry falls asleep in my arms, and so do I, knowing that as long as I am by his side, he will always be safe and loved. No matter what the future may hold, I will be there for him—guiding him through the darkness and into the light. Henry is my everything, and I will do whatever it takes to ensure his happiness and well-being.As morning slowly arrives, it brings with it a sense of peace and contentment. I watch Henry sleep peacefully beside me, a smile spreading across my lips as I realize how much he has come to mean to me. The bond we share fills my heart with gratitude.I gently trace his jawline with my fingers, marveling at the strength and gentleness in his features. So much has changed in the last few months—from him being my mate to becoming the Rogue Prince,
Xavier***The air was thick with tension, charged with an electricity that sparked every inch of my skin. Our bodies were impossibly close, the space between us nothing but a memory. His breath came in ragged, desperate gasps, trembling against my neck, as his hands moved over me, shaking with need. Each touch of his fingers felt like a demand, a silent plea for more.“Xavier...” His voice cracked, raw and needy, sending a shiver down my spine. His mouth hovered just above mine, lips trembling with hunger and desperation. The heat between us was unbearable, a storm of desire neither of us could escape. I could feel the pulse of his heartbeat against my chest, fast, frantic, matching mine in its urgency.My hands moved, yanking at his clothes with a ferocity that matched the hunger surging through me. There was no hesitation now. I didn’t wait for permission for the lingering doubts. I needed him. I wanted him, and I wasn’t going to stop until he was mine. His body quivered beneath my
Xavier***Henry’s breath came in short, ragged gasps, his forehead pressed to mine as if grounding himself. His body trembled against me, heat rolling off him in waves, caught in the torturous pull between restraint and the desperate hunger written in his storm-gray eyes."Xavier..." he breathed, my name a fevered plea against my lips. His fingers curled into my shirt, knuckles white as if holding onto me was the only thing keeping him from unraveling. His heat burned through the fabric, his body trembling with unspoken need, every inch of him drawn taut with longing.I cupped his face, tilting his head up, forcing his gaze to lock with mine. "You don’t get to be afraid," I murmured, my thumb pressing against his cheekbone, firm, unyielding. "You’re mine, Henry. Every breath, every shudder—you belong to me."His lips parted, uncertainty flickering in his eyes, but beneath it, the hunger pulsed stronger. For a moment, I thought he would retreat, but then—he lunged. His mouth crashed ag
Xavier****Alone in the room, away from the chaos of the world outside, I watched Henry take a deep breath and close his eyes. He seemed to seek solace in the quiet stillness, a brief moment of peace amidst the storm raging within him.A small smile on my lips looking at him, I couldn't help but feel a sense of calm wash over me as well. It was as if his serenity was contagious, bringing a sense of tranquility to the room. The threat is lurking in the shadows, but for now, we found solace in each other's presence, finding comfort in the shared silence. The darkness outside seemed less daunting with Henry by my side, a flicker of hope amidst the looming uncertainty.The tension in the room hung thick, suffocating in its intensity. Henry’s storm-gray eyes, darkened with fear and uncertainty, searched mine, and my heart pounded in response. His words had rattled me, leaving a crack in the carefully built walls I’d maintained. I could feel it, the weight of the darkness he carried, a shad
Xavier***The silence after Dean’s departure was suffocating, a void swallowing the room whole. It loomed between us, heavy and oppressive, daring us to speak, to breathe, to resist its pull. Henry’s breaths came in sharp, uneven gasps, his shoulders trembling under the crushing weight of a truth too monstrous to ignore. The flickering candlelight carved harsh shadows across his face, each flicker a glimpse into the turmoil twisting inside him—a war waged in silence, one he wasn’t sure he had the strength to win.Fiona stepped forward, hesitant, her fingers trembling as they reached for Henry, but she stopped just short of touching him. A flicker of doubt crossed her face, her shoulders tightening as if weighed down by the unspoken fears clawing at her. Her lips parted, but no words came—just a silent plea swimming in her eyes, a mother’s love battling the terror that threatened to consume her. Diego, ever the pillar of strength, stood rigidly beside her, his jaw clenched so tightly I