This is a very complex story line, intertwining Mafia and werewolf together. And there are secrets, and plot twist you will never see coming, I promise clarity in future chapters. *Edited
Xander felt her breathing become softer, he lowered his gaze to her and felt his heart twitch when he found her asleep cradled to his chest. Her fingers clasped lightly around his shirt. His fingers got tangled in her hair as he gently stroked through it. It pleased him deeply she was sensitive to their relationship and wanted to understand him. He can't say he understands her either, but their feeling was mutual. When he was upset, she was as well. The only place she should find rest is within his arms, he never wanted her out of his hand's reach. He lives in her presence, and his soul thrives. Never for once in his life would he see himself so overtly obsessed about a woman it scared him to what extent he was willing to go for her. He had no control over what he felt, he just feels. His chest ached whenever she is not near, it seems as though each day his feelings for her only intensify and becomes something he can't control. He lifted her in his arms and trudged to her room, ge
A whiff of fresh flowery scent was perceived by his nose, her lilies scent more pronounced. He whipped his head away from his computer and saw Lena standing behind him. She wore little unlike the last two days, her hair tied up into a bun, soft strands of baby hair falling and framing up her face.The big shirt she wore, made her waistline nonexistent, and her wide hips jut out a sharp angle. He reminded his lungs to breathe. And why the hell does he seem nervous. He said the first things that popped into his head, “You look beautiful.“ He leaned on his desk instead, shutting his system for a while.A pink tint appeared on her face, she felt her insides stir at his words, “I feel otherwise most of the time. And don't flatter me, Xander.“ She tried hard to hide her smile from him, but her smile fought back. The insides of her cheeks sore.He walked closer to her, “Why not? I want to say these things to you Lena, everyday. You look beautiful. You are beautiful.“ His voice turned dang
He pushed her plate of bacon, pancakes and orange juice towards her. A moan leaving her lips when she took a piece. It sounded so sinful to his ears, he wanted those exact sounds out of her lips the day she shares the same desire and lust as him. He loved her clear feminine voice but the raspiness have to be his undoing. .“You cook so much better than me. I feel jealous.“ She burped, her face turning pink.“Pretend that never happened.“ Xander chuckled softly at her.“What happened?“ He asked pretentiously, playing along.“I can teach you if you want to learn. I am not so great myself, but you are so terrible at it you think I cook good.“ He had to roast her before helping.“I saw how great you fared last week.“ He was referring to the burnt food and whatever concoction she tried to whip up,she could at least tried burying the evidence. Even the cereal begged for mercy under her hands.“You can tease me all you want.““Hardly. I am simply complimenting you.“ “I don't think you wer
Selena,” he groans. Lust and desire for her burning through his veins. No one else can share in it.His love, his addiction, and obsession for her. It felt so primal to have her right now.“Do you know what love is?“ His warm breath scaled across her skin. Her big eyes rested on his. “Love?“ Selena whispered.His index fingers traced along her jaw slowly, his brown orbs burning into her. “I feel so much for you Lena, so much it hurts me.“ Her heart increased it's pace when she thought the initial pace was the fastest it can go. Conflicted at his use of words, her stomach clenched, sparks travelling all over her skin at his touch.“Love is simply an understatement of what I feel for you.“Lena closed her eyes, the air electrified between them as the tip of their nose gently rubbed ok each other. “Xander is loving me not a risk?“ She asks, feeling her heart bubble with different emotions.“It is the biggest risk I have ever taken, but then my whole lifes gas always been about risk.
The cheerful laughters and merry of his pack echoed into the night. The night was still young and humid, a perfect night for celebrating the youngest mates in pack. It was their tradition, the Alpha and his mate was invited to bless their union but he rather not.Not with Jessica as his mate.For the first time that night a cool breeze flew into his face, his eyes fluttering weakly against it. He struggled to keep his thoughts at bay but they constantly went back and forth with one person in his mind.Kiara. It's been half a year with her gone, disappeared from the surface of the earth like that night never happened. Half a year and everyone has moved on except him. Part of it was guilt, he was a catalyst to her sudden disapperance, another was the fact he knew not whether she breathes or not.The idea of her dead was constantly refuted by him, he promised to cut off anyone's head who tried suggest that in front of him but it was spoken about in hushed whispers. His mother excited
Jessica walked through the hallways of the hospital, the address on the article in her hands Unlike how poorly the pack members fared with humans unable to stand them, she integrated quite well with them. She lived amongst humans for the first four years after rejecting Nathan, and tried dating a human. It wasn't as pretty. Their worlds were too different. But she wasn't here to live amongst humans or get nostalgic. She has to confirm Kiara is dead and remained dead. She walked to the reception, a woman seated on the desk. Her eyes roamed down Jessica, a raised brow on her face. “What can I help you with ma'am?“ She asks. “I want to speak to your director.“ “Do you have a scheduled appointment with him?“ She questioned, watching her monitor like she want to confirm. “None, but this is important.“ “Your name?“ Jessica showed her an ID, and the woman nodded and stood to her feet. “Please come with me.“ She requested. As they walked down the hallways into the elevator, sh
“No!“ She yelled, as they dragged her towards the clearing at the center. Her body bruised and filled with whip marks. “Jessica!“ Her name was called from a thunderous feminine voice. Her eyes were lowered instantly, afraid to know who called upon her but the woman footstep grew louder with each step she took forward. Soon she was in front of Jessica knelt on the floor, her hands in chains and her legs tied. Her eyes was loosed, ragged abd unclean, while her beautiful skin turned dry and dirty as many days has passed by without her showering in the dungeon. She looked unhealthy as well barely fed once everyday. Her knees bent slight as they crouched in front of her, her fingers tucked under Jessica's chin raising her face. Jessica gently fluttered her eyes open meeting the face of the voice she dreaded, it was like seeing a ghost. Those eyes that begged of mercy as she ran the knife through her guts, those lips that mocked her trying to take her place and promised her Nathan w
Lena couldn't stop herself from thinking about the man with the blue eyes and the wolf, worry eating through her as she did. She could no help but wonder who he was? Was he a part of her past and that enormous wolf? What kind of creature was that? Unsettled, she rolled on her bed, feeling restless, she just couldn't sleep if she truly wants to. This days, she either dreams about face she has never seen before or falls into some kind of observatory state, it disturbed her. She felt a unabated longing towards the moon , it's been so long since it appeared these days because it was approaching winter weather the clouds either hid it or it wasn't there at all. Gazing lazily through her window, she saw a crescent looking back at her. Her attention to it a bit mind boggling. What's wrong with her these days? She dropped her feet to the floor, wearing her flops and gathered the thick duvet around herself before she made a way through the door. Her feets ever gentle on the board so as n
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