Renna POV Xavier dropped us off at the house, he pulled me forcefully from the car dragging me up the stairs to the bedroom. My heart pounded in my chest. No, he wouldn’t … I know everyone says he is cruel but he’s not going to rape me right. He let out a loud growl as we turned the corner, my hands were sweating as he kicked the door open before throwing me on the bed. He stood over me, his eyes flashing to his wolf as he leant down gripping my jaw tightly, “Behave” he growled out before he stormed out of the room slamming the door behind him. I jumped up running to the door as I heard the click of the lock as he turned the key. “Xavier … you can’t lock me in here!” I demanded as I banged on the door. He didn’t answer as I slumped back against the door. Why would I marry him after he treats me like this! No wonder Sage left him. He is cruel and mean! The first chance I get I’m going to leave his sorry ass and get out of here!He then pretty much left me alone all day as I saw the
Xavier POV “Calm down, beautiful,” I cooed as she snuggled in closer to my chest, her jagged breathing and racing heart, my brows furrowed together. Sage and I had remained close even after the rejection. She was like family to me. Perhaps they just needed to meet each other … Sage loves this pack she would want to bond with her Luna. I kiss the top of her head; I’d felt guilty all night about how I had treated her earlier. She didn’t have her wolf yet, but it angered me she wanted someone else. I’d only ever treated her like the queen she was. What did I have to do to prove to her I loved her? It was soon, but she would understand eventually. I pulled her back, looking deep into her eyes; she was still young, lost so much, my jaw clenched. I needed to do better. Dragging her down the street and locking her in our bedroom was hardly the best thing to do … I just couldn’t have her leave me. I needed to be close to her and although she reacted to me, I could see how conflicted she fel
RennaWaking up, I felt warm, refreshed, having slept better than I had in weeks. I snuggled deep into my pillow, unwilling to get out of bed just yet. I was too cosy. Light tingles traced my skin, leaving a pleasant sensation flits through me.Hearing a groan as something prodded my lower back, I turned my heard to see Xavier tucked up beside me. I let out a soft smile. I loved his hugs, but I'll never tell him why. His rich masculine scent hung in the air, a smell I was beginning to love. I would never tell him this, i’m sure his alpha ego is big enough.I remember last night seeing how he threw me on the bed, a reminder of how much stronger he was than me. If he meant to hurt me, he would have done it already. His hand traced my stomach and thigh as my heart did a little flip. Ethan never made me feel like this, yet I loved him. How did a complete stranger make me feel like home?He shuffled in his sleep, pulling me closer as he buried his face in my neck. I recognized the jab in m
Renna POVSage gave me a sickly sweet smile as she gave me a bone-crushing handshake. I bit my lip to stop from screaming before she flickered her hair before turning back to Xavier. “Xavie is this my replacement?” she asks flirtatiously, battering her long lashes at him.He simply chucked shaking his head. “No, she’s irreplaceable,” he gives me a wink, making Sage pout. My heart does another little flutter as a blush coats my cheeks.“I thought I was irreplaceable,“ she muses, looking up at him and just as he is about to reply, she gives him a cheeky wink before she giggles erratically. He chuckles as well as the mood lifts.She turns to me, placing her hand once more on Xavier’s chest as she gives me a look. “The stories I could tell you about Xavie here, I can see we are going to be great friends,” she beams at me, but that dangerous glint still lingers in her eyes.“Show her the ropes and what she needs to do,” Xavier informs her as she nods again, tossing her hair before she lets
Renna POVMy fingers were bleeding, my knees were raw and the stench of bleach was burning my nose. It had been three and a half hours since Sage had left me. There were still at least 200 toilets to go on, and the toothbrush she gave me to clean had whittled down to a stub.Every time I saw her, I couldn't help but feel an intense hatred. She was pure evil! I needed to find a way to beat her. The thought of Xavier's lips on mine lingered in my mind, helping me stay focused. The sensation of his lips on mine was perfect; it was like they were made to fit together. Perhaps I had been too hasty. If only I had agreed to be his Luna without question, I would be wrapped up in his warm embrace, kissing and hugging him right now.Instead, I’m drowning in shit and bleach. I can't shake the feeling that Sage set all of this up to spite me. The rest of this place is immaculate, but the state of the bathrooms was beyond anything I could have imagined. That's why she called last night, right? She
Xavier POVAs the feral growl escapes my chest, Sage freezes in fear. Her breath caught in her throat as she stared wide-eyed with fear. As I push her hand off me, I take a step back and pull Renna close to me, feeling her warmth against my body. I could sense the erratic thumping of her heart as I peered down at her. I notice a flicker of hurt cross her beautiful face before she masks it with a soft smile.Did she really think I would choose Sage over her?I was angry when I made the passing comment about Renna being a replacement, but I only did it because I couldn't allow her to refuse me. I breathed in the familiar scent of strawberries, my favourite, and felt myself relax. Strawberries and cream yum.I couldn't help but smirk at the idea of Renna being the perfect dessert.With a scowl on my face, I turn back to Sage. Stepping back, she tucks a strand of hair behind her ear, her eyes filled with sadness. “Xavie you never minded before. We have always been a little flirty even aft
Renna POVXavier is a mystery to me, and I can't seem to figure him out. He keeps insisting that he wants to marry me and make me luna of his pack. He wants us to share a bed, but his lack of interest in me is getting harder to ignore …Does he not see me as desirable? Does he still have feelings for Sage? I knew they mind linked earlier. I could see right through her sweet and innocent facade. She was up to something. Why doesn't he realise that she's not the person she pretends to be?Climbing off his lap, I feel the warmth of his body and the roughness of his stubble. He gives me a perplexing look, a mix of desire and reluctance. Why is he holding back?“I’m going to go shower,” I add dejectedly as I walk up the stairs. He watches me ascend the stairs with no sign of following. There was something about him that drew me in, but every time he did something like that, tears threatened to spill down my cheeks.Is it because I used Sage’s nickname for him? Perhaps I was being too petty
Renna When I came downstairs the next morning, the house was already bustling with people. The only familiar faces I could spot were Xavier and Cole. Who are all these other people? When I look around, I see an array of colourful fabrics, delicious food, a beautifully decorated cake, and a variety of refreshing drinks. All two women carefully measured Xavier. As I looked at him, my brows arched in surprise, but then my attention was drawn to the table where I saw two rings. As I swallow, I catch Xavier looking up at me with a warm smile and bright eyes that contrast his demeanour from the night before. What changed? I can't help but wonder. “There’s my sleepyhead,” he coos at me As soon as I reach the bottom of the stairs, he rushes towards me, pulling me close and claiming my lips in a passionate kiss. I am surrounded by his warmth and the sound of his heart beating against my chest. Embarrassment flooded through me, and I could feel my face turning red as I stood in front of all
Renna We had been living in our cosy bubble of three for several weeks now. Me, Xavier, and Orion. The soft glow of the evening sun streamed through the curtains, casting warm hues across our living room. Xavier’s idea to name our son after my beloved dad filled my heart with joy. It had been just the three of us, cherishing every moment as a family. But tonight, I was eagerly bursting our bubble for a long-awaited date with my captivating alpha. I adorned myself in alluring lingerie, the delicate lace teasingly brushing against my skin. I yearned for our sexy time with my mate, I knew he was desperate for it too. However, our precious little Orion would inevitably interrupt our passionate rendezvous. His sweet cries would pierce the air, filling the room with an innocent melody of hunger and discomfort. The frustration began to well up inside me, like a simmering storm. Don’t get me wrong, I adore my baby Orion. He is the epitome of cuteness, the greatest blessing in my life. But e
Renna “Push, Luna,” the midwife urges, her voice firm yet gentle, as I growl in her face. The sterile hospital room is filled with the rhythmic beeping of machines and the faint scent of antiseptic. Childbirth, a relentless storm of agony, floods my senses, making me question why anyone willingly endures this. No wonder I was an only child. Xavier, my partner, hovers around me like an annoying fly, fussing over me incessantly. The pain, like a thousand fiery tendrils, wracks my body as I summon every ounce of strength to push our precious baby into the world. “Ren, you’re doing amazing!” Xavier’s voice resonates with pride and excitement as he gently wipes the sweat off my forehead. I have to remind myself of my love for this man, even as I glare at his infuriating face for being the reason behind my pregnancy. A low growl escapes my lips, but he remains undeterred, his eyes filled with adoration. I can hear the rhythmic beeping of the heart rate monitor, a constant reminder of the l
Xavier As I poured my heart out to her, the words flowed like a river. Was she merely manipulating me, using my vulnerabilities against me? The air felt heavy with tension as her words echoed in the room. “You rejected me, Xavier. I was destined to be the luna of this pack. he goddess ensured it and then you didn’t want me … I wasn’t good enough for you!” The scent of her anger hung in the air, mixing with the musky aroma of the room. Her words hit me like a wave, leaving me speechless and bewildered. “Sage, none of that is true,” I say, my voice filled with desperation, the words hanging in the air between us. I continue, my words tinged with sadness, “Yes, I rejected you, but it wasn’t my choice. The council forced me to do it.” I pause, hoping she will understand. Her head shakes, her eyes filled with disbelief, as if I am spinning a web of lies. “I was happy for you to be my mate,” I whisper, my voice breaking. I can feel the weight of the words, heavy on my chest. The room sud
Xavier Now that Ren had regained her memories, life was filled with an undeniable sense of contentment. The sun’s warm rays gently caressed our faces as we strolled hand in hand through the park, birds singing their melodious tunes. I shared the news of the pregnancy, and though initially taken aback, her eyes sparkled with joy, mirroring the vibrant colours of the blooming flowers around us. I couldn’t help but notice the tender way she delicately rubbed her belly, a radiant smile adorning her face, as if whispering sweet secrets to our growing little pup. It was in those moments, when she thought I wasn’t looking, that I felt an overwhelming sense of love and anticipation. The weight of past worries and anxieties had dissolved, allowing us to embrace the future together, free from the burdens that once weighed us down. There was just one final task lingering before us, a mere formality standing between us and pure bliss. As we savored the moment, the air was filled with tranquilit
Xavier Over the course of a few more weeks, I’ve noticed a significant change in Ren’s demeanour towards me. As I continue to work from home, our bond has grown stronger, and she now frequently sits beside me, her presence a comforting companion. However, the memory of our shared kiss lingers vividly in my mind, like a faint whisper of a distant melody. It’s been a while since that intimate moment, and while I sensed her enjoyment, a palpable restraint now holds her back. I attempt to read this email once again, but she becomes a constant distraction. Today, she deliberately dons an outfit that captures my attention. Her choice of tiny short shorts reveals the alluring curve of her silhouette with every step she takes. The sight of her crop top, barely concealing her ample cleavage with its deep V-neck, creates an irresistible temptation. I struggle to resist the overwhelming desire to approach her and give in to our carnal desires. I have been partially concealed behind the sturdy
Renna I had spent a week in my so-called home, surrounded by familiar yet unfamiliar faces. Xavier, my companion, had rarely shown up at his workplace, instead opting to take me to my former workplace. There, amidst the bustling sounds and smells, I encountered a girl named Elara, her laughter filling the air like a melodic symphony, and a guy called Leo, his presence commanding yet comforting. Now, Leo had risen to the rank of beta within the pack. But as I observed them, I couldn’t shake the nagging thought that they could be more than mere acquaintances. They could be my long-lost siblings, hidden in the depths of my forgotten memories. Xavier’s words echoed in my ears, leaving me with a sense of emptiness. He claimed that I was an orphan, with no remaining family except for him. Conflicting emotions surged within me, unsure of how to process this revelation. As I glanced at myself in the mirror, my gaze fixated on the sight of my mate mark, while occasionally stealing glances at
Xavier “I hope these words help jog your memory. But Ren, please know I would never hurt you.” The soft glow of the lamp envelops us as she nods, her eyes filled with trust. As I pass her the book, our fingers brush, sending a tingle down my spine. It kills me that this fleeting touch is the only physical connection we can share. “I... I know,” she smiles warmly at me, the corners of her lips lifting ever so slightly. In that moment, a glimmer of hope ignites within me, like a tiny flame flickering to life. With delicate hands, she takes the books from me, their weight transferring from my palms to hers. As she flips through the pages, the sound of paper rustling fills the room, a soft whisper that mingles with the hushed anticipation hanging in the air. Her eyes fixate on certain photos, her gaze lingering on them for what feels like an eternity. I watch intently, wondering if those images hold the power to jog her memory. “Xavier? Please, can you not hover,” she states, her voice
Xavier We patiently waited for Renna to settle in, giving her a few days to find her bearings. Though she couldn’t recall my identity, the doctor assured us that being in the comfort of our own home would aid in triggering her memory. The familiar sights, the soothing scents, and the comforting ambiance of home were believed to be the key to her recovery. I prayed that my efforts were sufficient, but her wariness lingered, tormenting me. The urge to embrace and kiss her consumed me, but I couldn’t bear to see fear in my mate’s eyes. The weight of her past amplified my struggle; everyone she recalls is gone, leaving me alone to reassure her. It’s a battle of my words against her fading memories, an agonizing challenge. The doctor’s words echoed in my mind, leaving me with a heavy heart. There was no time frame for this, no definitive end in sight. All I could do was hope that once we returned home, things would improve. But the thought of not being able to sleep beside her, to feel t
Renna I felt the warmth of his lips, a surge of sparks coursing through my veins. The sensation was exquisite, unlike anything I had ever experienced. It ignited a fire within me, spreading throughout my entire being, making every inch of my body feel hot and alive. The intense feeling travelled downwards, settling between my legs, creating a pulsating desire I had never known before. As I slowly opened my eyes, I heard a faint beeping sound, blending with the gentle sunlight that streamed through the partially closed blinds. The room seemed to come into focus, revealing an incredibly handsome man before me. His strong hands gently cupped my cheeks as he showered my face with kisses. My heart raced, confusion flooding my mind. Who was this man? Where was Ethan? Feeling a surge of panic, I instinctively pulled away from his touch. His eyes widened slightly, a flicker of hurt flashing across his face. “Who are you?” I rasp, my voice hoarse and strained. He slowly withdraws his hands