Xavier's pov
I was going down the road not knowing where it went
My mind was preoccupied with thinking where she wasMy wolf was in pain since the second Ezra bid her farewell to meHer last words being how much she loved meI was a fool to not realise who she was
She was always there but I was to blind to see itNow I knew her reasonsHer reasons for killing my dad
For hating royalsFor hating meAnd why wouldn't she?
We attacked her happy world and destroyed her world firstWe became monsters in greed of power and positionI still remember that day I first met her
I did save her that day but that was the only good I did in my entire beingI took away her everything and accused her of destroying me when in fact I was the destroyer
18 years
How each and every minute was a struggle for herAnd how I made it worseMy knuckles turned white because of the strong grip
Endings are meant to be happyAnd if there is no happiness it is not the end..Was this my end?I thought as I was lying on the forest floor ...too weak to rise and too painful to moveMy hands were covered in my own blood and my clothes drenched in it.My vision was going hazy with the amount of blood I was loosing but I was still trying to keep my eyes openI wanted to see those blue eyes even if they had hatred for meI wanted to feel her touch even if it killed meIs this love?Is this the extent of love I have for herIs my own life nothing compared to herIf it is then I must say that love destroys you..kills you..but still makes you the most happy person on this earth.I could have lived without her...I could have left her to deal with her own wolf..I could have replaced her with some other girl and had pups to live a happy life...But no..Love destroyed meIt bought the king of warewolves
Do you often get lost in the beauty of stars and wonderHow in so much darkness they are capable to shine?Do you look at growing trees and wonder how a leaf is capable to defy gravity and grow upwards against itDo you wonder why sometimes you feel in the present that an event has happened in the past and you rightly predict the future.Why these things don't have an explanation..The answer is simpleSome secrets are beyond logic and are magics of natureWe can only enjoy the show but can never replicate themThey are the monoply of nature and only she masters it.We may pirate it,modify it,but can never make the originals because that right is under god's patent rights.I don't know what my destiny holds now ...what nature has in store for me..as I lay lifeless on the ground with my soul ready to break free but even that is not achieved so easily.Each second equals thousands of mind numbing and soul breaking
I entered Rosewood High to see a big building entering my view.This was the best werewolf school in the entire werewolf world and they were known to be very strict, disciplined and demanded perfection.I worked hard for my entire life to enter this school.Without a scholarship, I couldn't afford to study here.Everyone here screamed wealth from the expensive cars that were lined in the parking to the expensive clothes they were wearing.I stood out in my 5 years old worn-out sweatshirt, faded jeans and white sneakers.But I didn't careMy motive was only one and by coming here I managed to get one step closer to it.As I walked in people were giving me looks of disgust, hate and pity.Some were even laughing while pointing fingers st meI was a master in ignoring.Well, I mastered it with time and now their words or looks didn't matte
The next day in my history period I sat on the same seat Aria refused me to sit on.She was trying to tell me to get up from his seat but I decided to ignore her.Today he came.And when he entered all chatter around died downEveryone was looking at me and then at him.He was chatting with his group of friends when he entered but when his eyes met mine he became silent.I continued to unpack my books breaking our eye contact and ignoring his presence but he didn't wanted that.He placed his hand on my table to get my attention but I still continued to ignore him."Look at me!"He ordered with power seeping through each word he spoke.My stubborn self still refused.I remember when I was a kid Dad and Mom always used to say how stubborn I was.Old habits truly die hard but this was no longer a habit it was m
I completed all my work early so that I could visit the gathering on time.I dressed in loose clothes and picked up a black scarf from my wardrobe to cover my face.I couldn't show my face to anyone.My face would give away my identity and I couldn't let that happenI secretly made my way out of the packhouse .On crossing the border I could see a large gathering.It was easy to blend in such a large crowd and that's what I did.The temperature was near freezing point here so everyone was covered in hats or hoods or mufflers. This made me feel safe and hidden, as my role required it.Most people were gathered around the centre which was risen on a platform.I could hear his voiceLoud and clear addressing the audienceBut I couldn't see him.Hundreds of people were blocking my view.I tried jumping up a
Electric blue was the colour of her eyes,Innocence and fear were evident in them.Longer I stared into them,The deeper I fell into their depth of mariana trench.Blue was not my favourite colour,But it just took just one look to change it from then.Love was not experienced by me before.But those eyes forced me to fall deeply and madly in love with them.Her purity was a curse ,To my evil eyes who were blinded by the light of goodness in them.Yes I was evil,Evil like a deadly beast who killed for content.Evil like a villain who ordered the death of innocents.But for her,I wanted to be a hero .A hero who will save his heroin in distress.I just know one thing that,Those eyes were holding me captive.And I was willing to be captivated forever in them.They were the most beautiful in the world,As I saw my soul mate in them.......
Xavier Black's povFearThe only feeling I want everyone to have for me.You can call me a sadist because I truly like to cause people pain.This brings a kind of satisfaction to me and now I am addicted to it.Those who face my wrath curse me from the depths of their heartBut it dosen't matter to meTheir words are nothing when I know that my birth itself was a curse.I was not meant to be bornMy birth itself was a curse which made me loose my mother.She was supposed to live while I should have died in her womb but when moon goddess controls your arrival and demise, we are just puppets in her hands.It's not that my father dosen't love me.No instead ,he is the only one who truly loves me but when I see him hold my mothers picture and cry for hours I can't help but hate myself for his pain.Others hate me and I don't have a problem with that, because I also hate myself.But,Those be
"Xav she is defiant I am telling you!""Eric you saw her, she was so scared, I don't think she is capable of even speaking to me let alone defy me""Okay then lets provoke her to see ""Eric do whatever you want to, I am busy right now ""Okay! But please come to the canteen in the lunch time to see the show"I ignored him and continued my work.After completing my work I went towards the canteen to get something to eat.As I entered I saw a circle of students gathered around something rather someone.They saw me and cleared the way for me.What I saw was unexpectedEric was enraged with anger, his aura had a deadly vibe to it and his eyes were fixed on his target which was struggling to break free.Erics hand was squeezing her tender neck leaving huge red marks on it and breaking her air supplyShe was struggling under his grip,she was desperate for releaseAs desperate as a goldfish in