He stood up unable to comprehend whatever she was saying.First she left the house, and ventured into God knows where and met someone.“The moon what?“He asked overwhelmed by the these she was saying.“And you left beyond the log cabin?“ He sucked in a breath.“Are you going to get mad now?“ “I am mad, what if something had happened to you?“ He turned his back on her to hide the arrays of emotions.“She didn't seem dangerous, she was beautiful and had a calm way of talking.“He craned his head back to her as she referred to the person she supposedly met in the forest.“You are joking about this, right?“ He asked. “Why would I joke?“ She said exasperated, feeling hungry.She pouts at him, “Xander I am hungry.“ He narrows his eyes at her reminding himself to remain stern. It felt impossible but he needed not to fall for her natural charms.“No food for you today,” he blurts out, walking away from her view.“What?!“She exclaimed, following him like he expected.“Why?“She asks.“You st
She started narrating how she met a particular woman with white glowing skin, white lush hair and eyes with no irises. It sounded like a narration out of a fantasy fictional world. Xander tried to wrap his head around her narration. Supposedly she met this woman who doesn't fall into the average spectrum of a human because her description was far from human. She paused for a while, trying to arrange her thoughts. “She said she knows me, but my present self can't recall her.“ “What does she mean by she knows you? “Xander had to ask, feeling confused as she went on. Lena took another spoonful, chewing thoughtfully. “Well… according to her, my forgotten self knows who she is or might have an idea. She also referred to me as her child.“ He had a mental flip. “She knew you lost your memory and identity?” He was finding it bizarre he was buying into this. There has to be a sort of explanation for this. No one except him and Lena know about her lost identity. Well, if he's to give that
The Cabin was silent, that was odd. Xander observed but what was more odd was he suspected her absence be as thecause of the overwhelming silence in the house. He pushed the door to her room open as he guessed she wasn't in. He wondered where she could be. She didn't the leave the house, did she? He wonders. “Lena!“ He yelled for her but there was no response. He hopes she didn't go out to find her imaginary friend, though he had no problem with her idea of them. If only that was the case. Recently he noticed his overwhelming urge to be within Selena's proximity, hold her in his arm and intoxicate himself with her natural lilly scents. He wanted her as close as possible with him, within the crevices of his arms, he wanted to hear her breath, feel her breath the soft rise of her well rounded breasts on his hands. He failed at shying away from such thoughts, rather he accomodated them too well. Her absence even in the slightest has become a torture, he wanted to be sure she was
Your scar has faded, Lena. You seemed to healed physically, at a very fast rate and yes you have the prettiest eyes.“ “Since the fear of your own reflection has been cured, can we look for some fishes?“ He stated, but she was ahead of him. She dug her hands into the pool immediately she sighted one and caught average sized one with bare hands. He blinked at how good she was with this and with barehand? she giggled at the silvery aquatic fellow wriggled in fright in her tight hold. “Where did you learn how to do that?“He asked a very silly question, he realized as soon as it was let out of his mouth. Her expression made that very clear. “Well…forgive me if it not obvious I can't recall anything about my past.“ “It was a silly question.“ He rubbed the back of his neck feeling warm with embarrassment. “You ask silly questions all the time.“ She rolled her eyes at him. “Don't push it,” he begged but she was hell bent on making him feel the embarrassment. “Where did you learn that
Xander drew his drawers for the umpteenth time to look for his watch, oddly it was nowhere to be found. Agitated, he settles down on his disorganized bed to gather his thoughts. He glanced over at the nightstand to check if it was on there, but it wasn't. And he recalled looking there a few minutes back. The watch wasn't as important but it was connected to the house, and has gathered a lot of information about his movement, and location and has a GPS tracker if it gets into the wrong hands it could prove fatal for him. By wrong hands, he means Estoc, who wants him. But that was too far-fetched, his mind declared. For one he was sure the watch wasn't out of this house, it must be here or somewhere, he displaced it where he can't remember.He stood to his feet to check the living room when suddenly he got a recollection, he stopped in his track. The last time he recalled being in possession of his wristwatch, was when he went to the club, and that woman?Shit. He cursed, realizing i
She sauntered towards him, her hips swaying before beaming at him in her brightest smile. “I love it when I step out of the cabin.“ “And why are you in this?“ He gestured to the dress. “I like it, am I not allowed to wear it?“ She asks. “It's cold.“ “I feel warm.“ She muttered. He wore a dark turtle neck sweater, pairing it with his leather jacket. His hair let down in damp locks. “You are all red in the tip of your nose and cheeks and I should believe you are warm.“ She scoffs at him, “Believe what you want to believe.“ He directs his stare at her, his gaze too intense for her, so she averts her face from his view. He starts walking towards her at first she decides to stay where she was but when he came too close, she had to move backward and he kept on pushing it till her leg stumbled upon a log on the floor. She lost her footing and was going for the floor but Xander arms scoops her from the waist, she crashed into his chest instead. Now she was angry, “You kept on movin
Lena laughed at the jokes of a man who offered to be a friend, he seemed nice and the only normal person in the club, well apart from Xander.“I haven't laughed so much in a long time.“ She said wiping out the stray tear that escaped her lids.“I am glad I am responsible for those beautiful laughs.“ “Have anyone told you you look absolutely beautiful? Your beauty If I am permitted to say is not of this world.““Well… thank you.“ She blushed, smiling meekly.“I have to be going, my friend must be waiting.He draws closer to her, making her back meet the surface of the counter, “Your friend can wait. I like you, it's love at first sight.“She smiled at him finding all this awkward.“Can you please back off a little?“ She demanded, hoping this is not a replay of what happened at the mall.“Don't you find me charming?“ He asked, cocking his brows.“Not exactly…” She started only for him to interrupt.“You have a boyfriend?“Boyfriend, what's that? “Please excuse me.“ He noticed her urg
Lena felt utterly weak as she ran away from the club, her mind kept worrying about Xander. Was he alright? Was he safe? Did he get hurt? She was beyond torn to move forward in good hopes he was alright or to turn back and meet him. Deep within her she can't fathom any harm coming to to him, it shattered something in her. He was Xander. The only person she has in this world, she can't think of a world without him being in it. It felt impossible and unimaginable. He was always there for here even when she proved difficult. It felt odd to admit it but Xmhe was her world. He makes up everything in it, his presence, the little smiles he throws at her. The striking shine in his brown orb each time a new smile sprouts on his lips, it resembled the rise of dawn in the morning, the softness his brown eyes carried. Then the way he touches her, his finger gentle when carressing her, deep within her she felt her belly flip when he touches her. The feeling it creates radiating through her. She
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