Xavier stood by his office window, drink in hand and stared outside, lost in his thoughts. It had been days since he'd last seen the girl as he'd avoided the very floor she stayed on. She was only confined to the smallest room but her scent had spread throughout the whole floor, as if she had rubbed her body on every inch of the place, and it was driving him crazy.He growled lowly, clenching the glass in his hand. This was exactly what he hated; his unnecessary and annoying control over him.He was satisfied in the adept loneliness and lack of emotions for hundreds of years, but this human girl had come and destroyed everything. She was always in his mind, and her scent never left his nose. Worst was the way her reactions affected him. Every slightest thing, from the way she chewed on her lips to the way she looked at him. All of it excited his wolf and stirred his desire to bury himself inside of her.Xavier cursed at his manshaft that strained against his trousers, demanding to pe
"Sending rogues to attack the pack is by far the most foolish thing Demitrey has done." Ezekiel gripped the steering wheel tightly as he spoke to Xavier, who was in no better mood than him. When he had first discovered that Demitrey was responsible for all the rogues lurking about the borders, he had sighed more out of irritation than anger. Demitrey, the alpha of shadow pack was an overconfident, and sly bastard that was lucky enough to have his pack behind no wolf's land, therefore away from Xavier's past expansion spree. However, his recent actions have proven that he wants trouble, and trouble is what he'll get.Ezekiel silently watched Xavier from the rear view mirror; staring out the window, perhaps lost in thought. He had been half present during their discussion as he sparingly answered questions. Xavier glanced at the rear view mirror and Ezekiel averted his eyes after maintaining contact for two seconds."Demitrey may have a vast territory, but his pack is smaller compared
"What are you doing here?!" Xavier bit out as his body shook with rage. Antonio was the last person he had expected to be here, in a werewolf's pack, sitting behind a werewolf's desk. He growled dangerously low at the smug look on Antonio's face and desired nothing less than to claw out every inch of his vile smirk, but he couldn't just attack him…yet."A hello would be nice, Xavier friend," Antonio replied in his usual voice that felt like silk against the skin. The same voice that he used to trap women and even men in his bed. He casually played with a fountain pen between his fingers and watched the angry man before him. "Well?""I'm not playing, Antonio.""Neither am I, Xavier friend," Antonio replied calmly while he twirled the pen and smiled suggestively at Xavier, who didn't share his reactions. "What are you doing here?" Xavier asked again, anger laced in every word as he slowly approached the desk."Very rude, but since you insist, I'll tell you. I heard you'd be visiting thi
"What are you?" A lot of questions ran through Violet's head as she slowly pressed her back to the door, staring at the beautiful, yet scary woman before her. She had her hands folded and her mean face inspected hers with interest. "Well?""H–how did you get in here?!" Violet scanned the room for any door she had missed or any hidden passageways she was not aware of. Did this woman just pop in here?"I asked you a question first," Larissa said in a crisp voice. She had felt something off and it led her here, but now she was even more confused. What was this girl doing here? She was locked up for sure, but why? And why was her energy so obvious yet she couldn't read anything off her. She felt normal, yet not, and she almost looked normal left for the violet eyes."I'm…I'm Violet?" She answered in a questioning manner, interested yet scared of indulging with this strict woman. She shifted her eyes to the door and wondered if Zain was still there, and if he was, could he hear them?Lari
Xavier turned to Violet, slightly confused as to why she had called his name, and why he felt oddly pleased that she did. She brought her face up to stare at him but quickly looked back down when she met his gaze. "What?""I…well I just…" Violet stuttered, wringing her fingers nervously as she stared at the ground. Her words stick and instead chose to remain in the comforts of her throat while she battled with her sudden decision to talk to this tyrant of a man. She snuck a peek at him, and most of her courage receded to where they had come from. His eyes were hard and filled with that same intensity she was terrified of. She didn't feel any better when Xavier turned his full body to her and stared at her with a menacing look. "I wanted– I wanted to make a– a re–quest," she managed to say and peeked at him again to see his reaction.Xavier raised a brow at her and stalked towards her, eyes searching her face for what she was thinking. "A request," he stated when her back hit the wa
"You should be scared."A sharp, intimidating voice cut through the air and the hair behind Violet's neck stood on end. She slowly turned towards the direction of the voice and a tall, blonde woman headed their way. Violet squinted her eyes under the light of the sun, trying to figure out who she was. Mila's small hands took hers and she whispered hurriedly, "don't make her upset, she's trouble…"The woman walked with an air of confidence and authority, that one would think she owned the place. "Who is she?" Violet whispered back, "is she bad or something?""What did you say about me slave?" The woman asked as soon as she got to the gazebo, and the terrified look on Mila's face confused Violet. Her eyes were round with fear and her hands shook as she stuttered, "n– nothing Miss J– Jenedeith.""You dare lie to my face you pathetic omega?" Jenedeith asked and yanked Mila away from her seat causing her to whimper in pain. Her lips stretch into a sly smile as she brings Mila closer and wh
A few days had passed after the incident on the stairs. Mila had been a good friend, offering Violet comfort and company until she calmed down. She had learnt that her assaulter had been one of Jenedeith's escorts and Xavier had 'taken care' of him. She also hadn't seen or spoken to Xavier after that day, partly because she had locked herself up.Her opinion about Xavier had fairly changed after he saved her, and although the mistress thing was still there, he was less of a monster. Time away from him was all the therapy she needed.Now that she was partly okay, and Mila was away for some work, her next activity was to spend a good time in the beautiful garden. The harmony of the colours and sweet scents of the flowers had been everything peaceful too her. The only peace that had found her in this hell hole.Violet lingered at the gates, eyes quickly scanning the environment for traces of anyone she wouldn't want to bump into. Although Mila had told her that the pack members rarely en
"I knew right away that it would cost us greatly to put you in charge of them. A young hot headed and incompetent witch you have proven to be. You have failed–""But supreme Aradia, unforeseen occurrence that the–""SILENCE!"Larissa flinched from power that emanated from Aradia's outburst. The walls shook and dust fell from the ceilings, but the three other members that sat behind the high stone podium remained calm. They only cast blank looks at Aradia then returned their attention to Larissa. Their oversized red cloaks did little to conceal their gray and slightly wrinkled skin, or the power they possessed. Having been around for over a thousand years, their presence was unnerving.Aradia leaned back with a displeased look and quietly watched the young witch before her. "You cannot excuse your mistake, Larissa. Do you know the consequences of your ignorance? Do you, Larissa, have any idea of what doom you have put the supernatural realm in?!" Larissa angrily gripped her dress, fi