"You smell like her...you smell so much like her...Celeste my love."
His face drew even closer to her neck and on the soft skin, he laid a gentle kiss. "You kinda look like her too or maybe it's just that I miss her too much."Celia's face hardened as she pushed him away, the pain in her heart unbearable. "Don't touch me when you're thinking about someone else, you want nothing to do with me, act like it."She stomped her way towards the exit, but just before she opened up the door Xavier grabbed her. "You can't leave, I'll advise them to kill you if you go out there.""Don't think for a second that it's Celeste you're talking to, I'm a beta, I'm not weak...I survived a war on sheer will power, I can survive anything else."She tried pulling her hand out of his, but Xavier pulled her against his chest. "I'm sure you wouldn't be able to win a fight against Kail if he came out there for you, and furthermore, I chose you...you'll have to stay...you'll have to be Luna.""I did not ask to be chosen, I wasn't apart of the desperate whores who were displayed in front of you like dolls.""Then why were you here? Why did you come?"Celia stiffened. "Beca...Because...""You couldn't forget me, could you?""It's not that..." Celia whispered, all the power that had been in her voice gone. "I just wanted to see.""See me?"She pulled away from his chest and looked up at him. "No...see her...see who you'd really choose if you didn't want me.""Then doesn't that mean that you couldn't forget me, you still want me, don't you?""Not if you don't want me...I will not put myself through pain for nothing at all, in fact I want to leave.""If you leave, I'll be forced to choose somebody else, somebody not you.""I don't care.""But I do...If I have to choose a mate then it's going to be yo—"Celia held up her hand in defence. "Not again, I'm not going to stand and let you play me again. I'm not a fool anymore, I now know who you truly wanted and she's the same person you want now.""Celi—""I want to go.""You can't go, I told you already." He reached forward to touch her face, but Celia slapped his hand away. "Don't touch me, the mate bond will not coax me into being used by you again. You know what you do to me, right? Perhaps that's why you used me then discarded me and now you're back again? I trusted you Xavier! You told me that you'd love me forever, you said I'd be yours and you'd be mine...but I was the stupid one, shouldn't have spread my legs for a hot man I found in the forest...I was always told that I was easy."She walked over to the door and this time she opened it before Xavier could stop her. Down the hall she walked, only stopping when Xavier grabbed her hand. "F*cking hell, Celia!"He hauled her back into the room, ignoring Celia's disapproval and her desperate pulls to get away. "You're not going anywhere. I said I chose you, if you didn't want to be chosen, you wouldn't have showed up here, you wouldn't have stood on the side-lines flirting with my brother either and you're right...you were easy."Celia's mouth dropped, her eyes shadowing with anger. "You piece of sh*t..." Her hand rose and aimed to slap him across the face, but then he effortlessly grabbed it, his hazel eyes appearing darker."It seems before you came here you neglected to find out who I really am. I'm not the Xavier you use to know, if you disrespect me, you die and it won't be different with you because you're my mate. Nobody has been audacious enough to lay a threatening hand on me and whenever I walk into a f*cking room, the people in it are suppose to shiver. Don't f*ck with me Celia, because you might end up provoking the wrong side of me."He dropped her hand and Celia scuffed at him. "I guess this is what I get...isn't it? I should've taken a step back when you took one forward and I shouldn't have laid my head on your f*cking pillow.""You're acting as though you were a virgin, you weren't...you said so yourself.""And so? The tainted doesn't deserve to be loved? Because I f*cked someone who wasn't my mate, I don't deserve love?""That's probably the case with you.""You're a bastard...I want absolutely nothing to do with you.""Well that's sad, because if you even try setting a foot outside this pack house, you'll regret it. You won't be treated with such kindness, I'm putting you in the dungeon and for going against my orders, you'll be starved for a week.""Go ahead, threaten me...your threats won't stop me from trying. Being starved for a week is better than looking at you for more than a day, now if you'd excuse me.""I swear to god if you take a step towards that door you won't like it.""I do what I want, I'm not like Celeste, I'm not obedient."The last bomb in Xavier's head ticked and he grabbed her by the wrist and hauled her out of the room. "It's been three years since anybody has spoken to me in such a manner. How would you like to die? Slowly...? Quickl—""You won't kill me, Xavier. All of your threats are empty, I'm sure."Xavier stopped in the middle of the hallway and turned back to glare at her. "And is that why you keep pushing me? Whether you're a rogue or not, I am your alpha king.""And you're my f*cking mate too, Xavier!”Her voice broke as she said those words, making them sound as pitiful as a whimpering dog."Celi...""You're my mate Xavier! You're not supposed to treat me like this..." Her eyes glossed over with tears and she turned to face away from him. "It hurts, it might not look like it...but it hurts. You need to stop...stop treating as though I'm garbage that you picked up from across the street. I'm not, Xavier...I am your mate."For the first time in a long time, Xavier felt as the organ in his chest —the one he had refused to acknowledge— beat faster than how it usually does. The mate bond, he could now feel it, coursing through his body, tainting it with emotions. She was crying and it was all because of him.Slowly he reached for her face, wiping the single teardrop that streamed down her cheek. "Don't cry, at least not because of me..."*******A/N// Alright so...this happened. Xavier really has changed and Celia...she doesn't even seem scared of him. But she's a beta isn't she?Comment!Slowly he reached for her face, wiping the single teardrop that streamed down her cheek. “Don’t cry, at least not because of me...” Celia shifted away from him. “Don’t touch me, you’ve done enough and you’ve said enough too. I swear to god I hate you with every string that makes up my heart and nothing you do will ever change that. I regret coming here, I should’ve stay away from you, but my stupidity apparently has no bounds.” She wiped her eyes and refused to fixate them on him. “I want to go back home, to my people, to Celeste...I shouldn’t have had to lose my old life because of you.” “It’s harsh, but I can’t let you go back...at least not yet...” He grabbed her by the wrist again and continued to pull her down the hall. It seems the ball was over because when they went back onto the floor, only a few persons were inside. Xavier pulled her pass them all and headed up a long narrow stairs. “My room is at the very top, that’s where you’ll be staying and just in case you even thin
Celia had set a clock in her mind to wake up in the middle of the night and she actual did. She had fell asleep on the floor moments ago and now when her eyes were open, her view was different. She wasn’t on the blankets on the floor, wasn’t covered from head to toe in the sheets she had taken from the closet. Instead, she was wrapped up in Xavier’s arms on his bed. It was surprising, especially since she couldn’t pick up on when exactly he had changed her location, but the wolf within her was glad he did. The warmth that radiated from his body was more comforting than the one she got from the blankets, his scent was even stronger this way too, and tingles ran along her skin like hands. Celia pushed closer to him, basking in the beautiful sensation until she remembered just what she had woken up for. She was going to leave, straight out that window. He really shouldn’t have underestimated her, she could do things that some men couldn’t, and even though she hated leaving, she hated s
Celia didn’t sleep, she couldn’t, her eyes remained open until the sun rose outside. She could see it through the curtains, hear as birds chirped and yet instead of thanking the goddess for life, she was condemning her. Why was she doing this to her? She understood that she had been a wicked little girl in her past, but couldn’t that woman see that she had changed? She had wanted so bad to leave this place last night and Xavier had made a mockery out of her because she couldn’t. She could hear his breaths, his constant sighs, he didn’t sleep either and Celia was glad. Bastard... Sitting up on the blanket, she stretched and forced a yarn for more emphasis. “Apparently there’s no rest for the wicked.” She then stood to her feet and looked over at him. He was laid on his back, sweat dotted all over his forehead as though he was drowning in a fever, Celia could care less, she wanted him dead anyway. “What now? You’re going to leave and latched the door from outside? You’re cruel enoug
“What did you call my son?” His voice was low, but it had this eerily dark chill to it. Celia wasn’t really scared, but she was a little intimidated. “X-Xavier...?” The man’s eyes flashed red and his hand came down heavily on the table almost throwing away the food stashed out across it. “I told you to take this god forsaken creature out of here, I’ll break her neck before this day ends. A rogue doesn’t belong here.” Xavier sighed, looking over at her. “Celia what did I—” Celia interrupted him looking over at his father. “And isn’t it ironic that ‘Xavier’ belongs here even though he was a rogue? I’m not a rogue, stop addressing me as though I’m a nobody because my scent is tainted, I have a pack, I wasn’t kicked out, I chose to leave.” “Then go back and leave my son alone.” “It’s your son that keeps holding me captive, I’d have left if he allowed it. Why don’t you tell him to stop keeping me here against my will? Tell him to let me go hom—” Xavier stood up abruptly, grabbing her
A drawled moan left her lips as he removed his teeth from her neck and his hand dipped even lower beneath her panty, grabbing onto one of her ass cheeks. “All mine now.” And Celia’s wolf howled with nothing but pride in her chest. He licked the tender mark, the sudden action making Celia tremble against him. She felt as though she was living in a world of bliss, her arousal was so thick in the air and slick now coated her walls in gallons. She wanted him, she had wanted him for so long and no— “That was to make sure you stay and this...” He lowered her drawers until it fell down to her ankles. “Is to make sure you stay too.” Celia’s eyes glided up to stare into his, the torn shirt falling right off her shoulders. “Why...? Why do you want me to stay?” “Because...” Xavier trailed off, his dark eyes dropping down to her beautiful firm breast. “Because I can’t con—” Both Xavier and Celia turned towards the door when two knocks sounded from it. Within seconds it was pushed open and Xa
Xavier didn’t come back for a while and Celia contemplated using this time to run away until she eventually found herself sneaking down the stairs. She tried to be quiet and yet every move she made had the freaking steps creaking loudly; damn ugly old boards... The noise certainly didn’t stop her though, what did was a tiny voice that came from behind her when she ascended another floor. “Hey...” Celia turned towards the voice, finding the omega from before standing behind her. She looked so innocent, much like Celeste...but that honestly was what made her a threat, one that Celia had to somehow annihilate. “Hi?” “I’m...I’m sorry about earlier, I didn’t know th—” “I think you did...” Celia interrupted. “Was your nose clogged?” The girl shook her head, her hands clenching by her sides. “I-I...I wasn’t paying attention, I was ju—” Like the bully Celia was, she chuckled. “Yeah right, I bet you wished it was you...but you see, it won’t ever be you.” She turned her neck, showcasing t
Celia really hadn’t said a word to Xavier after their little heated conversation. She sat in her little corner, stretched, yawned and turned away from the food he brought her until she fell asleep against the walls. Xavier sat and watched as she did the most, honestly frustrated and bored. She was overreacting, he knew and he hoped she knew it too. He did nothing wrong, well except for keeping her here against her will and well...okay, he shouldn’t have done it and he shouldn’t have said what he said. He had made a promise to himself to make this as painless as it could be for her and yet, he was hurting her. He needed a Luna, and he couldn’t just give her position to somebody else. It was hers, but then again, by the goddess, wasn’t he suppose to be hers too? Running a hand through his head of black hair, Xavier sighed. He had spoken to his dad, he knew she was somebody he had known in the past, but he didn’t know exactly who she was. He still wanted her out of the pack and had eve
It was dark, blood; there was so much of it, it coated his hands, his bare skin and ran in gallons from the bodies laid dead in front of him, and yet still there were protesters scattered like ants across the fields. He walked up to them, and even in his sleep, he felt it; the extending of his claws, tearing into the sheets. He kept twisting, kept turning and sweat damped his body as his deeds haunted him... ‘Help me!’ ‘No!’ ‘Please I beg you!’ ‘Don’t kill me...I...!’ Xavier whimpered in his sleep, his mind filled with torment, his heart with pain. ‘I’m innocent!’ ‘I said nothing!’ ‘You’re a demon, no king, a demon from hel—’ In swift movements, his hand reached forward, swiping the woman across the neck, blood sprayed and the screams from bystanders had him jolting up out of his sleep. His eyes shot open and with them, he looked around, realizing that he was not outside on the fields, but in his bedroom. He looked down at his hands, trying but failing to retract his claws.