All Chapters of Solace In The Alpha's Embrace : Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Fuck. He was so muscular and ripped. He towered over her; her head barely reached his shoulder. His body was tensed, and both of his hands braised on the kitchen sink. His head was bent, his silk hair cascaded over his forehead. Annette reached out to pick one of the cotton balls from the kitchen sink; she was determined to help him. His wounds were dripping blood; it was a gruesome sight.But before her fingers could come in contact with the cotton balls, Xavier's hands shut out like a cobra, grabbing her hands, and stopping her. His sudden movement made her lose her balance. She was stunned by it.She placed her hands on the countertop by the sink to steady herself."I thought I asked you to leave, Annette?" "Please, Xavier, let me help. I want to help you patch up your wounds, please." she said, literally begging him with her eyes., trying to convince him. Xavier gave her a hard stare, studying her face. Perhaps it was to check if she was sincere or something, but she didn't car

Annette was grateful for Xavier's hand wrapped around her waist, steering her way from the hungry and thirsty cameramen who were furiously taking pictures of every move they made.Xavier ignored them all, his team of bodyguards flicking both sides of the red carpet, creating a path for them to walk through. It was intense. She has never been to this type of event before; even while her aunt had been married to Xavier's uncle, they had always been kept in the dark. She bet even the outside world had no idea they existed; that was why it was too easy for the Michaelson to get rid of them.Xavier had left her side the second they stepped inside the banquet hall, leaving her to her own devices. The room was filled with werewolves at every corner, gathering and discussing in small groups, groups she did not belong to as she was human. As she stood amongst them, she felt like a specimen in a science project, studied and observed but not spoken to. This was not what she had expected, not e

"You don't know much about werewolves and what we are capable of, do you? I can assure you that although he hasn't looked your way, he is aware of your every movement. He has been focused on you all evening, and I can tell that you are special to him." Laura said, so sure of herself."And how would you know that?" Annette asked in disbelief. She eyes had been on his the whole time and he hasn't looked at her once."I am a werewolf; I can sense it." Laura said, looking around the room as if in search of something or someone, Annette wasn't sure."You don't believe me, don't you?" she asked, turning back to look at Annette."Ok, let me prove it to you; come with me." Laura said, taking Annette hands and dragging her, Annette had to scramble to keep up with her."Where are we going?" Annette asked as they walked across the room to a small group of men who were engaged in a conversation."Just watch and learn. Sometimes you have to poke the bear, but in our case the werewolf in order to g

Xavier had almost lost it. He had in fact lost it when he saw Annette standing on the dance floor in the arms of another man. Another wolf. Fuck.Xavier sat in the back seat of the limousine, staring out of the tinted windows.The sky was pitch black; night has long fallen. The limousine zoomed past buildings in the city, heading to his penthouse.Annette sat on the other side of the limousine, opposite him. She seems to be deep in thought.Fuck. He had threatened the alpha of the Scottish pack, one of the biggest packs in the whole of Europe.The Michaelson pack was ranking first, while the Scottish pack was second. Both packs were the strongest and largest, as well as the most feared pack in the whole of Europe and even the rest of the world.He had almost fought with Aldric Peterson for touching Annette. He almost challenged him for being close to her.Xavier wasn't afraid of a fight, no he wasn't because he was good at it and as an alpha of a pack it was a necessity. He had been

Annette was furious. The nerves of the man. What was she thinking? Agreeing to do this. To be his when he obviously didn't like her. And to think that she allowed herself to be dressed and parade in front of all those people tonight. The looks she got as they looked down at her. Whispering amongst themselves, sizing her up.What was she thinking when she came to him for help? She should have talked herself out of it. Perhaps she should have looked for an alternative.She can't believe she allowed it to get to this.Damn. The second she gets out of this dress, she is out of here. Screw him. Screw his arrogant ass. Annette saw red as she stalked past him, heading to the living room. She had just stepped over the threshold when she felt his presence at her back. Before she could blink, her back was pinned to the wall by the door; her lips parted as she let out a piercing shriek as her back came into contact with the smooth surface of the wall. Her heart skipped a beat.Damn, he moved s