All Chapters of Surrounded by Wolves: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

I believed in Xander. I trusted Xander but this – this rattled me. It made me start thinking, what if. What if he did not truly like me? What if I was just an easy target as Ethan was insinuating? The ‘what ifs’ that I wanted to silence did not agree to be silenced.It was genuine. It had to be genuine. There was no way he could fake – there was no way the affection in his eyes was fake. Xander liked me so I did not have to worry. Yet the little devil on my shoulder asked me why he never mentioned all this to me. The little devil also reminded me of the times when he would randomly mention marking me or how he liked to bite and suck on my neck as if preparing to mark me.“Is it so hard to figure out?” Ethan snorted. “You’ve been obsessed with him your whole life and then you suddenly stopped. There was no guarantee you would not go back to chasing after him if you found out he needed an alpha she-wolf!”&ldqu

“Are you finally seeing reason with Dad?” Ethan asked as I entered his car. “And why can’t you take your car? It’s just rotting in the driveway.”“I said already that I’m scared of driving. If you won’t take me then I can just ask Dad.” I looked out the window with a pout.“What’s wrong with you now? Are you really not over Xander?” I felt his eyes on me as he started the car but I refused to look at him. I could not look at him. If I did, I may remember the things I wanted to forget.‘The Alpha’s Omega,’ was one of many books I had read. Its plot did not stand out to me but why now, at this point, did I remember everything, even lines that I had totally forgotten about? Why did I remember the sensation I got when reading it and why, of all the books I had read, did I have to enter this one?While I was reading the book, I had thought of Lily as a pitiful person but I had read books that described abuse explicitly. Lily’s story started when she was in college so the author skipped the

There was no other option than for me to ignore Xander. It was not as if I could stop the inevitable but I wanted to try. I had told myself many times that I would enjoy the time I got to spend with Xander and would let him go to his mate when the time came but it was too soon. It was just the other day that I made this declaration to myself, just the other day I gave myself to him wholeheartedly so why did this woman have to come out of nowhere? Why did she have to come now when I was only starting to bask in Xander’s affections?Against my better judgment, I found myself holding on to him, not wanting to let him go. It was the same thing the Selene in the books would have done and despite vowing not to be like her, I suppose Xander was just too addictive, for me and for her.That morning, I turned on my phone and the first thing I did was check my messages from Xander. It had been three days since he found his mate in the hallway of our dormitory and in those three days, I had avoid

“I thought you loved him,” Seth said, fighting back a wince as I dressed his wounds.“Is that why you grabbed me so suddenly?” There was an unnatural calmness in my heart as I asked that question. “Look at you.”His wounds were ugly and numerous. Xander had beaten him as though he was a thief he caught. There was a handprint of his hand on his upper chest. His lips were busted and one of his eyes was swollen shut. His nostrils bled and his face was at least three different colours.“Anyone would have done the same thing as me,” he said in his usual gruff tone. “Who would have passed by in silence seeing you being held against your will with such a devastated look on your face?” He snorted then let out a loud yelp as I sanitized his wounds.The smaller ones had long since closed and the others were closing in real time but they were still so many.“Next time, don’t aggravate Xander like that.” He was badly beaten up, making me feel guilty since he had intervened to help me.“Your Alpha

I was scared. My feelings for Xander had reached a dangerous level. I realized that after I came off the high of mixing fluids with him. Even though I knew better than to hold on, I was not ready to let go. The last shreds of my resolve had melted away the moment his lips touched mine and as I lay in his embrace, I was over the moon. It made me realize that I was not ready to let him go. Against my better judgment, I wanted to hold on to him. I wanted to fight for him despite knowing he was not mine to fight for. As we lay pressed up against each other, his arm around my shoulders and his fingers absentmindedly playing with my nipples, I felt happier than I had all week.“You are mine, Selene,” he muttered. “Stop talking or even thinking of mating with someone else. It drives me crazy.”“Do you know how I feel knowing you already met someone else?” I shuffled closer to him to absorb more of his body’s heat. “Even though you met someone else, my heart still skips a beat when you say I’