Crazy!
That was his state for the last three days. Just because of his little mate who went missing on him because he kissed her.
Xander was on the edge of losing his mind. He didn't know what it was. Mate bond or his f*cking crazy obsession to possess her, corrupt her, and f*ck her so damn senselessly.
She was on his mind like a spell. Perhaps she was a witch who had bound him under her spell but he damn well knew she was just a mere human.
On the first day, he wasn't surprised it was obvious that she would avoid him. On the second day, he became anxious. Why would she risk her scholarship? Was she that stupid but on a serious note it was wise of her to stay away from him, no matter what but then again it was him she can't get rid of.
Xander followed her quietly, maintaining distance between his car and the bus which she was on. The bus ceased at one of the stops and she hopped off, striding fast. He followed her through his car from afar. She sauntered straight into one of the cafes. Parking his Range Rover away from that place he walked to that cafe but instead of going in, he sauntered towards the bakery in front of that cafe. Few tables and chairs were placed on the pavement as he sat on one of the chairs facing the cafe in front. There was a road between him and the place where she went. He ordered coffee for himself as the waitress eyed him but his full attention was on the cafe on the other side. His heart stopped for a second when his hawk-like eyes spotted her through those big glass wall
"My doll!" He rasped in his deep baritone voice. Emma stilled in her place, every cell in her body froze and the blood flowing through her veins became icy cold. She jerked her legs back in the water and covered her chest with her arms. Large blue eyes scrutinized her room in the corner from where the voice came from. For a second she thought she was hallucinating but who was she kidding, she did not just hear his voice but the crashing of the lamp on the floor was also heard by her which confirmed one thing. He was there all along. Seated on that chair quietly, watching her. Her face became pale at that thought and her eyes searched for a piece of cloth or any towel in the restroom. But there was none in proximity. The
Her heart was trembling at an abnormal pace and her whole body was shaking in fear. The fact that he caressed her bosoms and practically saw her stripping was making her mind go crazy. Emma stepped under the stream, and let the water wash the soap away from her body. She hurriedly wore her panties first thing and was about to wear her bra when his harsh banging on the door alarmed her. She immediately wrapped the towel around her frame and stood still. There were no clothes in here for her to wear and the last option was this towel only. The idea of going out and facing him felt dreadful enough but how long could she stay hidden in her restroom, just when the idea of locking the door popped in her head, the door burst open. "Were you planning to stay forever?" He his
With a low growl, he dipped his face in the crook of her neck and as soon as his teeth caressed her skin, she froze. A squeal escaped her lips and her hand grasped his shoulder tightly for support as he bit, nibbled, and licked the skin where he just bit her. She was panting heavily when he moved back. Her body was still jittery with those sparks and his doings. Light coming out of the restroom was their only source of the glow. Satisfaction coursed through his body as he gazed at her neck. Grabbing the nape of her neck he gave a peck on her lips, taking her off guard as her eyes widened. With dark eyes and dominating presence, he moved back from her. Step by step as she sto
"If I want to f*ck you! I'll f*ck you! I won't write this bullshit!" He growled like a deadly beast. Emma flinched in her place. His face was so cold and dark that it made it difficult for her to look at him. His unfiltered words terrified her. If he wants to... No, he can't! "Now tell me who wrote this?" He seethed while scrunching that paper in his fist, his knuckles going white in rage. Emma stared down at the floor. She wasn't expecting things to turn out like this. "I-I d-don't know." She faltered while gazing at the door for a brief second. If she made a run, for now, she could make it to the door until he would round the table. Before she could even take a step forwar
Clenching his jaw, he placed her frail almost feather-like body on the couch. He moved back and gazed at her unconscious form. Just a second more and he would've killed her. His mate. Fuck! Dammit! He was losing control around her. She was affecting him like a drug. She was a human and he has to remind himself every f*cking time. She won't be able to bear his torturous ways. He was ruthless and she was soft in all manners, heart, and soul. Where he won't think twice before killing someone, she won't think twice before saving someone. This little girl was the complete opposite of him and it fucking attracts him wildly.
Her body sagged, her arms wrapped around his torso and she let out a loud wail filled with sadness and pain that pulled at the strings of his stone-cold heart, his body stiffening at her touch. What was this feeling? A freaking mate bond, without any doubt. Her soft hand clutched to his shirt tightly in a fist and the way she hugged him with all her power made him gulp. He wanted to touch her no doubt but why in the heck did this hug feel something different from his always felt desire? His large hands rubbed her back softly to calm her down. She was slowly and gradually gathering herself back because when she jolted away from him, he understood she must've realized what she was doing.
Xander parked the car near the bar where Jack with his douchebags was. He was keeping tabs on that bastard since morning when he got to know it was him who had given her that vulgar written piece of paper, she didn't know who gave her that letter which meant he must've placed it in her locker or bag. And that little thing thought it was him. Ironic! Xander didn't need to write shit when he could do that to her easily. His hold on the steering wheel tightened so that his knuckles turned white. Jack came out of that bar with his folks which Xander has seen a couple of times in the academy. One of them was Landon. They did the bro hug and bid their bye, Jack and the other guy had girls on their sides while Landon left in his car alone. The other guy also left with the girl, now it was just Jack and the blond on his