FIFTY TWO When Anabelle opened her eyes she did not expect Jaxon to still be next to her with his arm draped over her waist protectively. When she looked up she met his gaze and a raspy ‘good morning’ which made her face form a smile and her body to instinctively move closer to him. A hum left her chest as Jaxon’s body heat spread to her, she was more than happy in this bubble. It was not really a usual thing for Jaxon to stay late in bed but when he did, his mate was the happiest. Their legs were tangled around each other and there was no space in between their bodies, their breaths meeting and body heat being shared. The blankets shielding them from the intensity of the weather. They both liked this very much. “You should do this more often. Staying in bed with me.” Anabelle said with a huge smile. “Mhm,” he hummed and ran a hand through her hair. “It has grown long.” He noticed and commented as his hand traced the hair that was once shoulder length. “Oh, I’m supposed to get a h
FIFTY-THREEAnabelle kept on massaging her body parts that were in pain because of the number of times she had hit the floor. She continuously kept on complaining and she was more bitter because she had not been able to get Jaxon on the floor equivalent to the number of times he had landed her on the floor. Twenty to one was nowhere near equivalent, if anything the one still felt like a zero. Jaxon had a smug look on his face through the whole thing which only made Anabelle huff and roll her eyes in annoyance. When they finished, Jaxon told Micah and Adam to go harder on her. His exact words were, 'Don't go easy on her. There is a reason why she is my Luna'.Anabelle would have probably lost thirty or forty more times if Danielle had not arrived and told them that it was time to go to the hair salon.Anabelle dragged Jaxon with her because he had promised to spend the entire day with her. Anabelle was not very sure about the hair colour but she wanted her hair to be shoulder length. W
CHAPTER FIFTY-FOURANABELLETwo days. Only two days were remaining before I could take the place of Luna and undergo all the ceremonies and festivals. Needless to say, I was more than worried about what was going to happen, Cora had mentioned the fact that I had to prove that I was indeed worthy of taking on the duty of being the Luna of Blazepelt. This meant that if I was not able to overcome the rouges then I would be deemed unworthy of being Blazepelt's Luna and Jaxon's mate too. I was ready to overcome all the odds to be by my mate's side and be his Luna officially but doubt kept on piling and creeping in. I had continued my training with Adam and Micah and I knew that I could defend myself and kill someone but who knew how many rouges they would give me? I was very sure that they would not go easy on me especially since I was the first female from another pack to be mated to an Alpha of Blazepelt.I was seated with Vera outside the ice cream parlour. She had tried multiple times
CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVETHIRD PERSONAnabelle did not know what time she had slept or how she had ended up in her bed but she knew that she had drank a few bottles of wine which had caused the slight hammering of her head. She could smell the drink on herself when she woke up and was disgusted by it, she stood from the bed and rushed to the bathroom. While getting rid of the awful smell and taking a much-needed bath she suddenly remembered that she had woken up but not seen Jaxon. She finished doing everything and wore a coat over her skirt and shirt with a bit of makeup and did not forget to take some painkillers in the cabinets for the minor headache. She went downstairs and found Jaxon in the kitchen, he handed her a cup while saying good morning and she accepted the cup with a greeting and a smile. She took a seat and took a whiff of what was in the cup with her nose before taking gulps of it. "You went hard on these last night," Jaxon said as he threw bottles of wine in the bin. Not
FIFTY-SIXFour outfit changes later, the night only seemed to drag on much to Jaxon's irritation as he watched his mate from a distance. He was glad that she was no longer nervous and was actually interacting with the population. He heaved another sigh after looking at the dress she had changed into. Indeed he knew that his mate was playing a dangerous game by showing up in front of all these people in dresses that he considered to be showing the population other than him what only he had the right to look at. If the first, second and third dress had not been able to rile him up well the fourth dress managed to make him feel more possessive about her. He wanted nothing but to be close to her, wrap his arm around her waist and stake his claim on her so that no other male or female would look at her. The rose dress she wore exposed her back and fully appreciated her full chest.Anabelle was very exhausted and because of having to change outfits multiple times she only felt more tired an
FIFTY-SEVENJaxon was able to relax after a while thanks to Anabelle's help. It had taken long for him to relax because, in any normal situation, Lucas would not have still been breathing. If a person disrespected him, they paid with their lives and ending the life of someone disrespectful brought a certain type of relaxation to his wolf. Sadistic? Definitely, but that was how his wolf was. He hated being disrespected and challenged. But today he let someone disrespectful live because of his mate. Jaxon knew that if he killed the man, Anabelle would think more of him as the monster he is. For the sake of peace with his mate and to remain in the good chapters of her book he decided to let Lucas live but he promised himself that if the man did anything else to anger him he would not waste a second ripping out his throat.The event had continued despite the little show that the audience had received but Anabelle and Jaxon left earlier. Alec had advised Anabelle to take Jaxon away from th
FIFTY-EIGHTThe girl with long blonde hair with streaks of green at the back, and her skin was too pale because of not been outside for a long time. Anabelle looked at the girl who was glaring at her and scrunched her eyebrows. A female rogue was as unusual as a female Alpha, it did happen but it was not something that really happened very much. Anabelle tucked her hair behind her ear and glared back at the woman that looked to be around her age if not a year or two older. They both charged at each other and threw everything at each other, the rogue obviously having the upper hand because Anabelle had encountered fifteen rogues. Some of those rogues had been twice her size but she had been able to kill them no matter how much she fought, the fatigue had started to settle in. The girl twisted Anabelle's arm, which had constantly been a target by most of the rogues since one had pulled at it. Anabelle let out a pained cry, no matter how many times they had caused harm to her arm and it
FIFTY-NINEJaxon had his head lying on the side of Anabelle's bed with his eyes closed but he was nowhere close to falling asleep because he was in agony. The sounds of the machines in the room and the slight rising of his mate's chest was the only thing that made him aware that she was still alive but he could not feel her. It was like their bond was not there and did not exist and to make matters worse his wolf had been silent since the day Anabelle had lost consciousness. His fingers were laced with hers but he wanted her to squeeze his hand, to give him hope. Hours had passed and turned into days and he had been as patient as he could. He squeezed her hand and breathed in her scent but was overpowered by the strong smell of medicine and antiseptic. He now understood why Anabelle despised hospitals so much.Jaxon opened his eyes after a while and stood up from his seat, he looked at the pale body of his mate that was losing colour with each day that passed. He let out a heavy breat