I feel so envious of their love. (^^)
“Xander!“ A shrill familiar scream reached his ears. Fumes of flames engulfed the living room, the burning heat drying up whatever sweat drops tried to form on his skin. There was only one passageway with less fire in the house. He can go through there.“Hey. It's fine. I am coming.“ Uncertainty clogged his voice. It was most definitely not fine. He felt pressure building inside of him to make it in time and save her. It was enough to crush him from within but he needed to have some composure. If they can both make it alive it would be a miracle. He reached for a blanket strewn on the floor and wrapped himself with it to provide little protection before sauntering through the flames of hell tearing down every part of his home. “Xander… I am starting to burn. I can't breathe.“ Her voice became faint, almost inaudible to hear. His heart raced for the first time in fear of what can happen. He prays no harm comes to her. He would personally kill Estoc, his blood boiled hotter than the
Lena couldn't understand what he meant, she was taken aback by his request. She stuttered as she repeated his request, “Sleep with you for the night?“ She watched as he nodded, his index finger coiling the ends of her hair around his fingers before letting it cascade down to her shoulders once more, his fingers stuck in a reptitive state. She was distracted by his presence and everything he did to her, whether it is his eyes gazing at her or his fingers carressing her in all the ways she never knew.“Xander, do our relationship permit that? It's a bit inappropriate don't you think?“ He lowered his hands from her hair at her statement, tracing her strained neck column straining to look at him in a raised position. He relaxed her neck, dipping his head down instead to look at her his body opened more for her to rest on him. Her head falling on his chest, little strands of hair smeared on his previously damp body.“I don't think it's inappropriate in the very least, If I have your perm
The stillness that hovered over the stream calmed her down. She walked further from the house, hiding her fingers in the hoodie pockets that seemed to weigh on her, it had the familiar scent of someone. Someone she would rather not think of. A heavy hoodie, thick boots and a pair of pants were what she needed for this unsavoury winter weather. Xander wouldn't approve of her going this far away from the house but to hell with him, she twitched her lips in annoyance. She tried her best to avoid him and most often he goes out in the early hours of the money and comes back late in the afternoon, she pretended she was asleep and oblivious that he often comes to her room late at night to draw the duvet over her. One thing she misses though was his cooking, she had to deal with her terrible cooking and terrible minor burns. It was quite odd she had no innate knowledge about the kitchen. The whole concept of cooking and preparing food was kind of new. Like she forgot how to do that as we
Feeling weary, she stepped back a bit only to hit something hard. Her feet failed in keeping her upright she faltered a bit only for large hands to wrap themselves around her waist. She jerked out, startled and turned around only to see a confused expression of the one person she has been avoiding all week. He had his dark locks down, framing his face his week-old stubbles forming a smooth film of black beard. She rose her eyes to meet his, noticing how weary and tired they were. His brown eyes were sprinkled with golden freckles. “Lena“ He started, she stepped forward wanting no conversation. It felt heavy between them and for some reason she had no idea what it was but one thing she knew it made her heart feel heavy, her soul unyielding. His presence had some effect and she wanted to avoid it. “It was just you all along” She breathed, hugging her arms around her chest. It was getting colder. “Were you expecting another person?“ He asked. She walked slowly away from him, befor
Lena peeled of her wet dripping boot and stepped into the flops by the side of the door. She trembled badly, her legs unable to stand or move properly, the cold seeped into her bones making her almost stiff. Xander passed a brief concerned glance at her before trudging to the hallway that led to his room. Lena followed, the need to peel off her wet trousers pressing, she needed drier clothes to at least warm herself up. She found a jogger pants and a matching hoodie, it looked bigger than her size she already guessed who it belongs to. Xander's sister definitely shares his wardrobe with him. Wearing it over her head, she welcomed the familiar cologne that hit her nostril, his spicy male scent. She felt slightly warmed by the change into drier clothes, her hair still damp and tangled into little threadlike forms falling down her back. It felt depressing in her room, so she decided to step out into the living room and see if she can shake the cold off her body. Shivering between st
Little streams of sunlight's escaped through the window finding it's ways to rest on Jack's face. He stirred awake, disturbed by the lightHe was laid on a bed, his chest wrapped in a bandage of some sort, his body drenched in awful aches and agonizing pain that seared from his chest all over.It has been more than a week he was strapped to this bed, unconscious most of the days. He had thought the bullet Xander shot him had killed him, but he thanked his stars he survived. His breathing struggled as the doctor treating him reported their was a scratch past his lungs but he was recovering well regardless and soon he would be on his feet.In contrary his partner laid six feet underground, dead and gone. He had no touchy feelings for Brutus but he had to acknowledge he took the bullet and caused a distraction and this is a key factor on why he, Jack is alive today.The door was pushed open and it was the last person he wanted to set his sight on. Estoc. The average heighted man with
How is Alex?“He asked. Jack found himself baffled at his question, he didn't ask how he was faring and showed no remorse Brut died but he wanted to know how Alexander was doing. He wanted to give a snarky response but he knew the consequences would be his tongue chopped off. He managed a response, “He is doing far well than we expected and still very good at hiding.“ Estoc smiled expecting nothing less than what he heard. Xander was everything he wished his other men were. Estoc regarded him with the respect Alexander earned and treated him in the business just like a brother. He was treated like Famiglia. He trusted Alex with his life even with the change of circumstances in their relationship, he would give him the same amount of trust if he decides to return today. Alex knew everything about him but he knew nothing of Alexander. He remained mysterious in all of his dealings and became more renowned in the business than his master. He led operations, and dangerous missions, re
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
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