Xander felt his feet press softly on the floorboard as he walked across the hall the last thing he wants was for her to wake up. Her, the hazel-eyed lady he brought to his cabin home a day back, the last time he checked up on her she was still asleep. It was worrisome because it has been a day since he took her away from the hospital, he hoped cutting her from her medications doesn't have any serious effect on her. He felt perplexed about her situation and could only hope she gets awake. His eyes scanned the dusty condition of his cabin home. It's been so long since he came here, memories flooded his head as a wave of nostalgia rushed through him. He missed Blake, his Aunt and Raven but he knew they are faring better and safe without him. If they were here with him, as usual, he would put them in danger. He walked gently to a dusty platform hooked to the wall, his index finger swapping at it, collecting a dusty film on his finger. Everything looks the same, just the way he
"I know you," her soft tired voice whispered before her lids closed finally but not to the dark abyss she always finds herself in she felt conscious but weak. She only closed her eyes because she felt weak to her bones and could not lift a finger to save her life if she was in any danger. Being practical, she was in danger. She was in an unknown location with a beautiful stranger. His soft brown eyes floated in her head with her eyes closed. She had no idea who he was or might be and why he is with her. She was supposed to feel cautious around him considering they share no familiarity whatsoever but she loved how she was temporarily gathered in his arms. His presence basking her in comfort, she felt weirdly secure with someone she is supposed to be wary of. Warm big hands fondled her cheeks as if trying to wake her up. She flicked her lids open but they only ended up half-lidded and tried to close back once more. She is met with his familiar eyes, they stared down at her with co
For the first time since her fall in and out of unconsciousness, it felt as though she was truly rested. Her mind wasn't as foggy as before and she could hear her thoughts clearly but the fatigue remained and a slight stabbing pain behind her head and by the sides of her temples. She felt a burning ache as well around her stomach, as her body felt heavier, why is she feeling these things? She didn't yesterday but it felt as though her whole body was set on fire or was being smouldered with a steel rod. Opening her eyelids open, she is met with a rather bright blinding light, white rays of the sun blinded her. She was forced to close her lids as she could barely see. It felt different seeing the sun, it felt as though it was her first time seeing such a light, especially when in recent times she was only in the dark abyss her unconscious mind trapped her to. Seeing the sun was different but refreshing, something she would like to get used to. Gently she flicked her eyes ope
It's been hours since Xander left her side, he helped her with her bath since she was injured and her injuries haven't healed properly she can't have a proper bath. So she had to wash dry just with a damp napkin dabbed all over her body. Xander helped to reach her back and some regions of her belly. His fingers travelled under her shirt hem raising it slightly and dabbing her skin slowly. She felt flutters deep in her belly, and surprisingly it didn't add to her pain. He was more than gentle with her, his fingers grazing her skin making goosebumps spread all over her skin. She felt fluffy each time he was close, his woodsy cologne interfering with her senses. Despite how awkward it felt washing and how intimate that looked especially as they were both strangers she felt she had a little trust endeared towards him. After washing herself, he brought a few clothes with him, looking slightly nervous when he approached her, he settled on the bed bringing out the clothes. “You would
Seeing him walk out through the door made thoughts run through her head. Was she wrong in apologizing? Did she offend him? She dropped her legs on the floorboard, determined to see him and talk all this out. Ignoring the medications and soup, she trudged to the door for the second time since her last one. Xander hasn't let her leave the bed, more like a little walk here and there around the room but that's where it ended, so coming out was breaking a little rule. She stepped out of her room, walking into what seemed like a hallway, this was a wooden cottage home so there were no stairs. Since her vision was fairly better than the last time she walked through here, not to forget she felt faint and weak. She could feel some progression, she was healing quite fast considering the severity of her injury. Does everyone heal that fast? Ignoring the random thoughts brewing in her head she put her focus back on where she was present. Her eyes roam through the hallways, it was a bit s
It's been approximately four days since a patient disappeared from her ward. Dr Phil rubbed the sore aches hitting his temples. Since the report of a missing mysterious female patient, who had zero identification about herself or her family, the security agencies had every worker in the clinic as a suspect. He has been to countless interviews in the interrogation room to clear himself but for the umpteenth time, he was called again. His legs trudged through the noisy crooked hallways housing various office cubicles of the different departments before reaching a familiar interrogation room. He pushed through the door to see a rather unsmiling face of an official, who seemed to care less about acknowledging his presence. “Have your sit,“ He offers grimly, his eyes stuck to the files he studied. Phillip sat down feeling uneasy with the officer in charge of interrogating him but in actual sense, he wasn't guilty of any crime. He would be if he and Fred pulled off their initial agreemen
The pads of feets hitting the ground came simultaneously and reverberated through the wide yards as the guards ran as fast they could, Nathan in front leading them. He had his sheath positioned in a way he would be able to bring out his short sword if he didn't want to change into his wolf form, a revolver in his other hand. “Hurry!“ He screamed at the men following him, he was in his angriest form right now. He was like a menacing storm coming to sweep everything out of his way. They did as the Alpha commanded without hesitation, stepping up their running game. Nathan felt anger steadily pump into his blood, he swears to the moon goodness he won't spare the rogues. He would tear them limb by limb, break their bones till what's was left is the shreds of their remains, littered on the floor, their blood soaking in the earth to appease the moon goddess of the evil they have done. His wolf won't mind a taste of their traitorous blood, they would pay in the most unimaginable way. He pr
“Dr Phil,” he acknowledged, a smirk stained on his lips.Fred drew closer to where he stood, his heart racing unevenly as his gun dangled rather carelessly from his hold. He had a dark look growing in his eyes but kept diluting it with a smile strewn on his face. Phil could feel his death each time, Fred drew closer, there was something maniac about his whole countenance.The air in the room seemingly suffocating. “I deserve a little gratitude, don't you think, Landon?“ He asked his lawyer, who seem disinterested in whatever was happening.He to cared less about his wellbeing with this psychopath, Phil gulped down the nervousness sticking to his dry throat.Landon, took a stick of cigarettes lighting it and puffing it rather hastily. He stood to his feet and walked to the spiral stairs, midway he yelled back, “I told him you deserve a little gratitude.“ Then he disappeared into a spacious Aisle.“You did?!“ He faked enthusiasm, his high pitched voice caused hair on Dr Phil's skin to
She closed her eyes tight when she noticed she was in the air instead of falling. Her chest still rose and fell as her nostril greedily dragged in the air. Why wasn't she falling anymore? She felt the soft breathing of a familiar man“Xander,” she mutters, her eyelids fluttering open. “Selena.“ He smiled as their forehead touched, his free arm holding her tightly against him. The strain and muscle pull his right arm suffered was nothing compared to the joy of holding her alive in his arms.A tear slipped out of her eye. “My trust belongs to you, Xander. Only you. I don't care how many wrongs you might have done against my people in the past, one thing is certain you've redeemed yourself.“ Xander pressed a desperate kiss on her forehead, her hair strands smeared on his face. “I won't fail you. I promise.“ A loud voice echoed from above the cliff, “Kiara!“ Nathaniel. Selena felt her chest tighten in guilt. Why was she hiding the truth from Xander, she was so scared for their love,
Xander turned around, finding it odd that Lena hadn't come since. He ignored Nathaniel's ramblings as to whether she was his mate or what not. “Selena!“ He yelled for her but only silence met him.His eyes met the spot where Jack was supposedly unconscious but odd enough His body wasn't there. His mind alarmed and alert, he brought out his Glock and walked towards different sections of the house, about to go to the back when…Jack's voice echoed through the house. Xander found himself pausing his steps up the stairs, gently he turned his neck to see him, and his world stopped.“Selena.“ A whisper left his lips.“You forgot too soon Alexander, that I hate you more than Estoc does and I yearn for your pain more than he wants your blood.“ A wide smile was strewn on his face. “Kiara!” Nathaniel rushed forward, desperate to get to Estoc. “Careful, wolfman you come any closer I blow her head off.“ He revealed the gun behind her head. Selena seemed unconscious, her frail body dragged on
Xander stared at the dark wolf watching Selena intently, he found it unbelievable to fathom a beast just saved her from Jack's to kill her. It seemed too aware of its surroundings. Eyes flickering at every one occasion before returning it to Lena who was packed with shock. He drew her closer to his chest, aware of how traumatic the situations his past introduced her to were. But for the first time she wasn't drowning in his touches, she was rather stoic, her gaze following the dark beast around. The dark wolf turned around, dragging a dead guard towards a pillar, it then stood behind it and slowly became invisible.After some minutes had passed a man emerged from it, wearing the guard's trousers that wrapped tightly around his thighs and groin. He was muscular, his muscles ripped and taut, his biceps flexing as he walked forward. His face was the only part of his body that hadn't properly shifted. Xander watched him aware instantly of who he was, a shifter but by far the biggest h
Jack felt his world blurring up as he only looked into her eyes, he couldn't look away even if he wanted to. It was like she had him in some kind of trance. “Do you want me to show you how I killed Fred?“ Selena said in a whisper.Estoc watched as the scene unfolded before him, he did nothing but watch. Jack never mentioned Alexander's lover is just as dangerous as him.He wanted so badly to put a bullet through her, the need was greater than the urge to end Alexander. Both are irritating. One thing he never expected was she to be equally as strong and a challenge to deal with. He expected her to be this weak woman that Xander desperately wanted to save. Except he guessed more work has to be put into making her his preferred version of her. He cares less whether Fred brought her or whether she had him killed. She was here. That is the main deal.~~~Xander sat his box on the floor, running his fingers through his knives and selecting his best ones, before tucking his Glock. Maybe he
Xander paced restlessly around the guard Quarters as he stood outside, the headguard noticed him.“You look new.“ He said.Xander hummed in response not wanting to push the conversation further but the headguard who goes by the name Gideon was relentless.“You were employed today?“ He asked. “Yes.“ Xander replied, feigning a smile.“Hmm,” Gideon remarked. “I guess Sam was fired. You might not know Sam. He was a good fellow, you know but he had a drinking issue.” Xander nodded, fully aware of who Sam was. And what mysteriously happened to Sam?“Excuse me, I've got somewhere to be.“ Xander excused himself about leaving the head guard's presence when he got called back by the damn man. “What now?“ He said through gritted teeth, shocking the guard mildly.“You are not allowed to go beyond the premises at night.“ The guard said.“Whose orders?“ Xander asked, his temper rising.“Jack and the damn owner of this place.“ Xander drew closer to the man, till he withdrew slightly, a frightene
Xander drew his cap low to cover his face as he strolled around Estoc's home premises making sure not to pass out as suspicious. His disguise to look as big as the former guard was Ehhh…? Okay. He made do with the little resources his hands reached. The small round belly he gave himself fell each time off his toned abs, and his slender muscled form didn't quite resemble the bulky form of the former guard but he didn't plan on disguising himself for long. He just needed one night to confirm Selena was here and safe. He feared for her more than her, and this wasn't a risk if he had done much worse. His one prayer now was that Estoc or Jack didn't pay the guards too much attention to notice any oddity in their looks. The sound of man's shoes scratched against the gravel of the ground. Making Xander pause on his feet and listen. The legs moved further one more time, and this time oddly closer to where he stood. A voice spoke out and he instantly recognized the owner of that voice.
Xander couldn't stop the voice ringing in his head, "You need to protect her." He reached the ward door and pushed it open slowly. For the first time, his eyes landed on the woman he rescued the night before, she was different from the bloodied dying woman covered in mud. His legs trudged closer to observe her closer, something felt different in the air. And she was the cause. She was like an angel and a peaceful one in her unconscious state. Her pale golden skin reflected against the rays of the sun softened by the curtains while silky long dark hair rested past her shoulders, some falling in little strips of hair on her oval-shaped angelic face. Her skin looks smooth and flawless except for a noticeable depression on her right nostril, which made her nose look more pinched and aquiline. His eyes roamed over her face, her little plump lips parted slightly in sleep. Above her brows where the big bump with an acute cut was, was wrapped in a bandage. Xander couldn't explain why
L Nathaniel alighted from his car before walking into a coffee store, he was tired and groggy. And he needed to use a restroom to freshen up a bit. A strong coffee won't be bad. He found a place closest to the window. His eyes roamed about the streets on the outside of the environment as he tried to absorb more into his new noisy environment. He took a sip of the freshly brewed coffee he was offered, sipping contentedly, his mind going back to Kiara in a restless manner. Though he still perceived her scent strongly, it was like she was everywhere but nowhere, pockets of her here and pockets of her movement elsewhere. He would only be moving in circles if he didn't catch a direct glimpse of her soon. Tense for no exact reason he breathed in deeply to calm his senses, before running fingers into his hair. A loud chaos outside caught his attention and screams and pockets of loud whispers soon turned into chattering. “The car would run her over.“ He heard a man say. Nathaniel intrigu
Lena felt like crying, she was so clueless and outrightly deceived by a goddess. She felt the evening cool air swirl around her, her hair billowing in the wind and she knew who was about to make herself appear. The air felt charged and electrified, her abdomen region burning for some reason. She closed her eyes at the pain and dust swirling in the air. Soon her bright white appearance formed in front of her eyes. Her body was covered in white glowing tattoos, and her hair billowed in the air, her eyes weren't as ferocious as Lena expected them to be instead they had a soft expression enamoured to it. “I am sorry.“ The goddess apologized, as tears poured down Selena's eyes. She was shaking with emotions she didn't know existed. Her reality and her fate weren't in her hands. She never had a choice in the beginning. All this while she wore the furs of a wolf that couldn't even help her when she was kidnapped, refused to help when she was almost killed by Fred, and let her be awa