~Xyana~
While on our way home, I texted the Alpha and my mates, asking if I was needed at home for any reason. Gaston, Dion, and Declan replied that I wasn't. But I got no reply from Clifton. I kept wondering why Gideon would ask that I return to the pack house in an instant. Mona has no clue, neither do I. But when I get to the pack house, everywhere is calm as usual. The guards are all in position. I even had to ask one of them if there was a problem around the pack, and he replied there was no problem at all. Mona isn't convinced, so she insists on seeing me off to my room. Surprisingly, my room is all fixed when we arrive. The bedframe and other ruined furniture have been replaced. New paintings, decorative vases, and flowers have been put up too. It doesn't look explicitly like the room I'm now used to, but it looks great nonetheless. I check my walk-in closet, the entrance door has been fixed, and all my outfitsXyana~ I stare at my neck one more time. Then I trace the hook of the necklace, unhooked it and dropped it on the empty makeup receiver I found beside the mirror before stepping away from the mirror. Everything in me tells me the necklace and symbol on my wrist has nothing to do with Declan or Dion. Then who? I have no idea. I don't want Adina to start looking at me strangely. She must have noticed that the wound on my wrist is now looking completely healed. But she doesn't say a word about it. And I don't talk about it either. Marching over to my bed, I grab the mug and sit back down. Adina is standing beside me as usual, waiting for the cup. I've fought her way too much about her usually waiting on me. But I've never won any of the fights. So, I've learned to pick my battles wisely. Now, I don't argue, I just let her stand there if it makes her happy. "I hope you like the tea ma'am?" Adina asked, as usual. I shrug, "I think I've gotten used to the horrible smell and sweet t
~Xyana~I regret my question as his expression morphs into a sly one. A grin grows on his lips, and he grabs my jaw, pulling me close. I gasp as I am ripped from the door frame and I claw onto Clifton's arm, forcing myself to keep my defiant look towards him."It would be a sight to have you on your knees begging. I'd die to see you beg, Baby."My nails sink into his skin as he leans closer, his husky whisper making a shiver run down my spine. "I would fucking love to see you on your knees for me. Goddess!" He exclaims and I watch his Adams apples in work as he swallows hard. "Let me go!" I say, making him chuckle.Shaking his head, he sweeps his lips over mine, a mild quick touch. But the friction of the touch makes me shudder pleasantly. "Be careful of the things you celebrate about, Baby. You're not special because my wolf speaks to you. What does he tell you anyway? That I'm in love with you?""Amongst other things." I manage to let out, s
~Xyana~ The next couple of days moved painfully slowly. Clifton was nowhere to be found. Not his room, not anywhere around the park house that I know of. But each time I ask Gaston, he tells me he's doing great and would want to be left alone for the time being. I suffered his disappearance more because I couldn't get the image of a half-shifted crying Clifton off my mind. I finally believed Gaston when told me Clifton wasn't within the pack house because I wasn't feeling any of his emotions. It's as if he is thousands of miles away from me. I can't reach him, and I can't hear his voice either because he neither takes my calls nor does he reply to my numerous messages. It's been a crazy couple of days, really. Dion confirmed that he didn't give me the necklace with the moon symbol. Same as Declan and the Alpha, Gaston. I asked them indirectly and their reply made me know they had no single idea. I made up my mind to ask Mona after the Alpha and his brothers confirmed th
~Xyana~A few minutes into our journey, my heartbeat was all over the place. I concentrate on breathing deeply. I haven't been to this pack in months. It feels painfully surreal. The ride is uneventful, the road is smooth and once we pass the Gurreo-Valley border, my breath hitches. A few more minutes into the ride, familiarity slowly starts creeping in. I suddenly feel like a ghost, as if the old me died and left this scared shell in her place. Echoes of memories of Black-haw pack come racing through my mind. It is a place where I used to hang out with my friends and have fun, a place where I pushed through the pain of being an orphan and moving forward in life, one determined step at a time.Now I'm barely able to make myself move forward. At least I'm certain if I were walking down with both legs, I wouldn't be able to cross the Gurreo-Valley pack boundary. My fingers wind into Dion's own. I keep my gaze forward on the road and try my best to keep from
~Xyana~ "You are still fat, but at least you've cleaned up nicely," Kedar tells me. I can't help but wonder why I thought I was going to get an apology from this inhumane prick. 'Xyana, let's get out of here.' Juno grunts in my head. 'Mate is waiting for us.' 'Mate? Did Juno just refer to Declan as our mate? Dear goddess, I'm so grateful that I'm alive to witness this day.' "I think it's an invisible moth, or should I say, flu, in your pack. Nobody here seems like they can afford three square meals a day. And that's not their fault. It is so because what they have is a leader who prefers to stick his penis inside every available hole than sit down, brainstorm, and find ways to make his pack better just like responsible Alphas from other Packs." Kedar chuckles, "maybe I would have let you be with me if I knew you were this mouthy months ago." He scratches his head. "But I don't regret my decision." He shrugs. "Wash a pig, dress a pig, a pig remains a pig." The blow hit below the
~Dion~Gaston had kept repeating that Kedar might decide not to let Xyana go. I didn't see why he wouldn't, so I didn't take his worries to heart until now.It all happened too quickly. I shouldn't have let her spend even a second with that fool called Kedar. The bomb was unexpected, but I doubt it was meant to do any reasonable damage than to cause a distraction.That is why I quickly started looking for Xyana as immediately as I could, watching Kedar run off and refusing to go after him.It wasn't until Gideon mind-linked me that he had her that I tried to find Kedar. But unfortunately, he was already out of the park. Some of his hungry-looking soldiers were already trying to fight our men, and when I saw how they were being dealt with, I had to stop them from fighting the poor soldiers whom their scared Alpha left to their deaths.As old and worn out as Salzar Obeden was, I saw him with a sword defending his pack against my men. But his pissy grandso
~Gaston~ I can't believe what I feel when I touch Xyana. It's as if she is empty; I can't even find the right words to express what I feel. I quickly dropped her arm and told my brothers what I thought. "I think she's... dead." Clifton stares at me laughing like he's raving mad. "That can't be possible." He insists. "Clifton," I call him. "What do you feel when you touch her?" I ask, waiting to hear his reply. He draws a big breath and pats his hair to the side with his fingers. "Hollow." He replies and I nod. "That's exactly what I feel too," I murmur, confused. "Maybe we should take her to Rhenat, like Dion suggested." Rhenat the witch can go all in, she dabbles with dark magic and every other aspect of sorcery available to her. And right now, we're at our wit's end. She's the only one who can help us with a solution. Clif sinks his bottom on the floor, looking dejected and completely wrecked. Then suddenly, he rushes at Dion. He pounces on him, kicking and screaming at h
~Xyana~ 'PIG, FAT, and UGLY' have become names I'm now accustomed to. I used to think myself beautiful until recently. All thanks to our Alpha's rumored mate, Oksana. Ever since she started deriving pleasure in dehumanizing and abusing me because she thinks I'm too fat for her liking, my life got enveloped in an endless stream of never-ending chores. She'll call me 'Pig' over and over again and I'll always answer her with a 'yes ma'am.' She makes sure I don't get to enjoy a moment of rest during the day. I work at the farms, at the pack daycare, the kitchen, I scrub the floors; I literally do everything. Yet she's never satisfied. ** Today, Mrs. Sal, the pack's Matron, assigned my best friend, Jiya, and me to clean the Alpha's living room. She must have taken pity on me and decided to give me an easy task that I'd spend most of my day doing. As Jiya and I focus on our assigned task for the day. I suddenly feel the hairs on my neck prickle. A dull pull follows, drawing
~Gaston~ I can't believe what I feel when I touch Xyana. It's as if she is empty; I can't even find the right words to express what I feel. I quickly dropped her arm and told my brothers what I thought. "I think she's... dead." Clifton stares at me laughing like he's raving mad. "That can't be possible." He insists. "Clifton," I call him. "What do you feel when you touch her?" I ask, waiting to hear his reply. He draws a big breath and pats his hair to the side with his fingers. "Hollow." He replies and I nod. "That's exactly what I feel too," I murmur, confused. "Maybe we should take her to Rhenat, like Dion suggested." Rhenat the witch can go all in, she dabbles with dark magic and every other aspect of sorcery available to her. And right now, we're at our wit's end. She's the only one who can help us with a solution. Clif sinks his bottom on the floor, looking dejected and completely wrecked. Then suddenly, he rushes at Dion. He pounces on him, kicking and screaming at h
~Dion~Gaston had kept repeating that Kedar might decide not to let Xyana go. I didn't see why he wouldn't, so I didn't take his worries to heart until now.It all happened too quickly. I shouldn't have let her spend even a second with that fool called Kedar. The bomb was unexpected, but I doubt it was meant to do any reasonable damage than to cause a distraction.That is why I quickly started looking for Xyana as immediately as I could, watching Kedar run off and refusing to go after him.It wasn't until Gideon mind-linked me that he had her that I tried to find Kedar. But unfortunately, he was already out of the park. Some of his hungry-looking soldiers were already trying to fight our men, and when I saw how they were being dealt with, I had to stop them from fighting the poor soldiers whom their scared Alpha left to their deaths.As old and worn out as Salzar Obeden was, I saw him with a sword defending his pack against my men. But his pissy grandso
~Xyana~ "You are still fat, but at least you've cleaned up nicely," Kedar tells me. I can't help but wonder why I thought I was going to get an apology from this inhumane prick. 'Xyana, let's get out of here.' Juno grunts in my head. 'Mate is waiting for us.' 'Mate? Did Juno just refer to Declan as our mate? Dear goddess, I'm so grateful that I'm alive to witness this day.' "I think it's an invisible moth, or should I say, flu, in your pack. Nobody here seems like they can afford three square meals a day. And that's not their fault. It is so because what they have is a leader who prefers to stick his penis inside every available hole than sit down, brainstorm, and find ways to make his pack better just like responsible Alphas from other Packs." Kedar chuckles, "maybe I would have let you be with me if I knew you were this mouthy months ago." He scratches his head. "But I don't regret my decision." He shrugs. "Wash a pig, dress a pig, a pig remains a pig." The blow hit below the
~Xyana~A few minutes into our journey, my heartbeat was all over the place. I concentrate on breathing deeply. I haven't been to this pack in months. It feels painfully surreal. The ride is uneventful, the road is smooth and once we pass the Gurreo-Valley border, my breath hitches. A few more minutes into the ride, familiarity slowly starts creeping in. I suddenly feel like a ghost, as if the old me died and left this scared shell in her place. Echoes of memories of Black-haw pack come racing through my mind. It is a place where I used to hang out with my friends and have fun, a place where I pushed through the pain of being an orphan and moving forward in life, one determined step at a time.Now I'm barely able to make myself move forward. At least I'm certain if I were walking down with both legs, I wouldn't be able to cross the Gurreo-Valley pack boundary. My fingers wind into Dion's own. I keep my gaze forward on the road and try my best to keep from
~Xyana~ The next couple of days moved painfully slowly. Clifton was nowhere to be found. Not his room, not anywhere around the park house that I know of. But each time I ask Gaston, he tells me he's doing great and would want to be left alone for the time being. I suffered his disappearance more because I couldn't get the image of a half-shifted crying Clifton off my mind. I finally believed Gaston when told me Clifton wasn't within the pack house because I wasn't feeling any of his emotions. It's as if he is thousands of miles away from me. I can't reach him, and I can't hear his voice either because he neither takes my calls nor does he reply to my numerous messages. It's been a crazy couple of days, really. Dion confirmed that he didn't give me the necklace with the moon symbol. Same as Declan and the Alpha, Gaston. I asked them indirectly and their reply made me know they had no single idea. I made up my mind to ask Mona after the Alpha and his brothers confirmed th
~Xyana~I regret my question as his expression morphs into a sly one. A grin grows on his lips, and he grabs my jaw, pulling me close. I gasp as I am ripped from the door frame and I claw onto Clifton's arm, forcing myself to keep my defiant look towards him."It would be a sight to have you on your knees begging. I'd die to see you beg, Baby."My nails sink into his skin as he leans closer, his husky whisper making a shiver run down my spine. "I would fucking love to see you on your knees for me. Goddess!" He exclaims and I watch his Adams apples in work as he swallows hard. "Let me go!" I say, making him chuckle.Shaking his head, he sweeps his lips over mine, a mild quick touch. But the friction of the touch makes me shudder pleasantly. "Be careful of the things you celebrate about, Baby. You're not special because my wolf speaks to you. What does he tell you anyway? That I'm in love with you?""Amongst other things." I manage to let out, s
Xyana~ I stare at my neck one more time. Then I trace the hook of the necklace, unhooked it and dropped it on the empty makeup receiver I found beside the mirror before stepping away from the mirror. Everything in me tells me the necklace and symbol on my wrist has nothing to do with Declan or Dion. Then who? I have no idea. I don't want Adina to start looking at me strangely. She must have noticed that the wound on my wrist is now looking completely healed. But she doesn't say a word about it. And I don't talk about it either. Marching over to my bed, I grab the mug and sit back down. Adina is standing beside me as usual, waiting for the cup. I've fought her way too much about her usually waiting on me. But I've never won any of the fights. So, I've learned to pick my battles wisely. Now, I don't argue, I just let her stand there if it makes her happy. "I hope you like the tea ma'am?" Adina asked, as usual. I shrug, "I think I've gotten used to the horrible smell and sweet t
~Xyana~ While on our way home, I texted the Alpha and my mates, asking if I was needed at home for any reason. Gaston, Dion, and Declan replied that I wasn't. But I got no reply from Clifton. I kept wondering why Gideon would ask that I return to the pack house in an instant. Mona has no clue, neither do I. But when I get to the pack house, everywhere is calm as usual. The guards are all in position. I even had to ask one of them if there was a problem around the pack, and he replied there was no problem at all. Mona isn't convinced, so she insists on seeing me off to my room. Surprisingly, my room is all fixed when we arrive. The bedframe and other ruined furniture have been replaced. New paintings, decorative vases, and flowers have been put up too. It doesn't look explicitly like the room I'm now used to, but it looks great nonetheless. I check my walk-in closet, the entrance door has been fixed, and all my outfits
~Xyana~ "I'm sorry, Alpha. But I don't think I want to be in the same room with Clifton right now." I tell Gaston as we all take a seat opposite him in his office. He tightens his jaw as he stares at me in what I understand is anger that I didn't call him by name. Well, I'm fuckin angry too. Clifton scoffs again. "Well, I'll be taking you to your former pack in a few days. If-" "I'd rather die than go to Black-haw pack with you." I rush at him and he stares shockingly at me. "Why did you ruin her room, Clifton?" Gaston asks, his voice showing how pissed he is. Clifton waves his arms. "They broke the rules." "Don't you play that card with me right now, Clifton Howling? I didn't break any rules. I spent the night at my mate's room, how is that me breaking a rule?" "Xyana!" Gaston calls in between clenched teeth. "I'm sorry," I offer and force myself to keep shut. Juno is watching from one person to the other, listening attentively. Gaston leans back in his seat, a frown on his