An Unexpected Encounter

Xavier

“Oh, come on, Xavier, don’t be like this. He’s your Dad. It’s his responsibility to teach you. You don’t have to be mad about it-”

*Slam*

Before Phil could complete it, I slammed the glass on the counter with full force causing it to break into pieces. A deafening silence followed in the room as I whipped my head toward him and shot him a glare making him gulp.

“I didn’t share it with you so that you could also lecture me. I think I made a mistake by coming here.” Gritting my teeth, I stood up ignoring the shards of glass sticking to my flesh, to grab my jacket from the couch when Phil stopped me.

“Hey man, relax. I was just trying to make things easier for you. But I think the timing isn’t right. Maybe I should give you some privacy so that you can clear your mind.” He apologized pathetically and exited the room hastily without even waiting for my reply.

A scoff escaped my lips.

Nevertheless, I plopped on the couch and rested my head on the headrest. Staring at the ceiling, I looked at my bloodied hand only to find it healing quickly.

“He has the guts to teach me, Xavier Hunt as if I am a fool.” Smirking to myself, I fished out my cigarette from my pocket. Removing one, I lit it and took a big puff. My eyes closed as that euphoric smell of tobacco seeped into my stiff muscles. My mind turned at ease as that magical potion undid the stubborn knots in my head and I could feel myself relaxing.

I am tired of his shitty drama. Dad used to have these episodes but it was occasional. Nowadays, it has become a regular thing. Every day we fight on the same matter.

That I don’t fulfill my responsibilities.

Technically I do but in my own way. Which in Dad’s words is disrespect towards him.

But his words don’t matter to me. In fact, no one matters to me because I’ve been like this, indifferent and cold since childhood. People call me a sociopath because I hate people, they call me a psychopath too because I lack feelings. I am immune to emotions so maybe hybrid would be a better term to name me.

But I hate noise so the nagging of my Dad and my friends sometimes gets on my nerves. I know I am an Alpha but I don’t need someone to shove that in my face again and again. My pack is doing good, everyone is happy in their lives, then what’s the damn problem? I don’t know why Dad keeps scolding me that I am not taking this position seriously. Why do I need to find those omegas who left for good? I don’t have any other work to do but keep chasing them to the end of the world and present him their heads.

Dad is hell-bent on taking revenge on omegas because my mother ran away with one. But why is he dragging me into this? Why would I even want to be a part of his damn revenge when I have never even seen her.

I kept staring at the smoke rings floating in the air when suddenly a wisp of sweet fragrance seeped into the room. It was so soothing and tempting that I was easily able to differentiate. I instantly turned alert when another titter came from the side grabbing my whole attention.

“WHO’S THERE!!”

Throwing away the cigarette, I jumped on my feet only to be left thunderstruck.

There stood in front of me a girl about my age while holding a bottle of champagne in her hand. My gaze narrowed when I took in her blotched face and puffy eyes. Seems like she was crying for a long time.

My growl froze her as she looked at me like a child who was caught stealing. I waited for her to speak but maybe the fear left her tongue-tied. But I wasn’t someone with a high level of patience. Storming towards her, I grabbed her elbow making a gasp fly out of her mouth.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?? HOW DID YOU EVEN GET INSIDE??” I shouted in her face and increased my hold. She was startled at my outburst but I was too blinded in rage to notice her tears.

“H-Here..” she mumbled while pointing at her right hand showing me the bottle.

I cocked my left brow and spat, “So you came here to steal?”

She cowered back watching my murderous look and lowered her gaze.

“I-I wanted to d-drink but I h-have a-already spent my entire m-money. T-The b-bar *hiccup* is refusing t-to give me m-more. P-Please, let m-me h-have it.”

I somehow managed to string her incoherent words as she spoke in between her sobs while wiping her nose again and again. The tip of her nose turned red making her look adorable.

Cute.

My lips curved upwards but I stifled my smile and grabbed her jaw. The poor thing again froze but I made her look into my eyes.

“Why are you drinking so much? Don’t you know it’s not good for your health?” I stated while looking straight into her emerald eyes which held so much innocence that I had never seen before.

“B-Because I am sad,” the angel replied to me meekly. A tear slid escaped her left eye but before it could drop to the ground, I collected it on the pad of my thumb and gently wiped it away.

“And why is that, Cinderella?” I queried and slowly circled my arm around her waist. Her smell was enticing. It was irresistible. I didn’t stop here and kept gliding my palm over her back, cherishing the warmth of her skin that penetrated my flesh.

It must be the work of Phil. Didn’t know he would send a seductress to lighten up my mood? Well, whatever it is, at least I won’t regret coming here.

Her fragrance turned me heady. And as soon as I touched her, I just didn’t want to stay away from her for another second. She was so soft like cotton.

My smirk widened when she walked closer to me. My fingers slid down to her rear. Her consent gave me the advantage to take things forward. My jaw clenched as my hands itched to rip off her dress when all of a sudden, she threw herself in my arms taking me completely off-guard.

“Because he betrayed me.” She spoke and broke into hysterical sobs.

I stayed rooted in my spot, too stunned to react.

Tightening her hold around my torso, she buried her face in my chest and began crying out loud.

“I-I loved him with all my heart b-but he just t-threw me away... as if... as if I was never a part of his life *sob* I never e-even looked at any o-oth-other boy yet h-he cheated on me and shamelessly admitted it. Made me feel so stupid. He m-made a j-joke of my feelings. Apart from hurt, I feel so h-humiliated, so e-embarrassed. It really h-hurts so badly. I f-feel like dying,” She poured her heart out while I listened to her attentively.

For the first time in my life, my heart went out for someone. I felt her pain which is something not my thing. I have killed so many people in my life, I don’t even remember the count but I have never ever felt a tinge of sympathy. People call me a ruthless sociopath because I can’t feel but this girl evoked those buried emotions within me. Her tears kept wetting my shirt. She was crying but I was the one who was getting hurt.

Suddenly a strong need to console her engulfed me. I so badly wanted to take her in my arms and assure her that everything would be fine. But the problem is I don’t know how to. Still, I tried my best and wrapped my arms around her. That little koala bear hugged me back and snuggled her face more into my chest.

“Sshh. Everything will be fine.”

Unbeknownst to me, the words slipped my lips as I patted her back. I don’t know what I am doing but I kept comforting her when another shock came my way.

I was pushed back.

This brat!!

Sheer rage pulsated through my veins at her disrespect but I was surprised to see her glaring at me back with the same intensity.

The fucking audacity she has.

“Nothing will be fine.” She shouted and harshly wiped her tears with the back of her palms. Now my anger reached its peak. Here, I am trying to comfort her and she is showing me attitude.

Fuck, this shit. Now let me show you who I really am.

Marching towards her, I gripped her left shoulder and glowered at her.

“Listen, you’re sad but heartbreaks happen and it’s normal. You don’t need to cry so much for that fucker.”

Wait, what the hell did I just say?

My tone was sincere but it only made her cry more.

“Hey don’t-” I leaped to catch her but the ground slipped beneath my feet after hearing her next words.

“He wasn’t a fucker. He was my mate. I got rejected by my mate today. How come it’s normal?”

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