Silvia came back in the evening with some clothes and essentials. When Silvia left, Emma locked herself in the restroom and showered at a fast pace, and wore the clothes given to her by Silvia. It was a beautiful sundress that was shoulderless and ended below her knees. She stared at her reflection in the mirror. The weird purplish and bluish bite mark on her neck screamed at her of his betrayal. Walking out of the restroom she stared out of the window. Unfortunately, the room was in the front and she can see many people on the whole estate with small houses all around. The main gate was so far away and guarded well with men. She noticed the kids playing in the garden. And few of the women watering plants. All the other houses were small bungalows but the one she was in appeared like a three-story mansion and she was locked on the top floor. In no way she would be able to escape through the window. She could easily get noticed by all these people. The fact that they all were like
He looked at the claimed mark on her neck, loving it Emma was frozen at her place. All her plans and courage flew out of the window as she stood there immobile and utterly afraid of the surroundings. The scenario appears as if they were going to sacrifice her for some enchantment or something. Silvia placed her hand on Emma's back, forcing her to move forward. Her feet started moving as Silvia guided her toward the stage. "W...what's happening?" Emma stuttered in a slow voice so only Silvia could hear it. "A celebration. Moon pack found their Luna." She said in a low voice making Emma all more confused. She stiffened when Silvia forced her up on the stage and Emma stood there like a rock looking at the floor. She could hear his footsteps approaching and all she wanted to do at that moment was run for her life. Xander grabbed her cold hand in his large one, igniting sparks as he spoke. "All this time I was away for certain matters." He said it loud enough for everyone to hear.
"The fuck you mean?" His voice was cold and deadly. Emma didn't waver her eyes away from him and continued to glare at him with determination dancing in her blue orbs. "I lied." She said calmly and caressed the gauze on her hand ever so slowly. "Belle, don't fuck with me." He growled as if to warn her. "I didn't love you. I lied." She repeated those heart-wrenching words making it hard for him to wrap his head around the fact. "You didn't lie then but you're lying now." He snapped at her, earning a cold chuckle from her. "That's what you think and that's what you want to make your heart believe in." She said in a sharp voice, making his eyes narrow at her. "Your brain can't wrap around the truth, that's why you're in a denial phase." She said ruthlessly and continued. "I never loved you." She said those words again but this time she looked away from his eyes and from deep within his heart it was as if someone lifted the boulder off his chest. He could breathe again. She was lyi
Her teary eyes met his enraged ones and they both glared at each other while breathing heavily. "I will not stop." He snickered, trying to threaten her. Her chin wobbled and her lips quivered as she glared at him with her tear-filled eyes. When she didn't say a thing he lowered his lips down to her neck and gave feathery kisses there on the crook of her neck. His ragged breathing hit her ear making her toes curl as she bit her lower lip to stop herself from making any noise. "Admit that you are lying and you still love me. Then I might stop." He husked as his kisses lowered to her collarbone, igniting sparks in its wake. "I'm not lying!" She seethed like a stubborn child who was persistent in not backing down. "Then nothing can stop me!" He growled as his hand that was on the bed beside her head, ever so sensually caressed her arm and down to the side of her breast and stopped at her waist as his fingers dug in her skin. Emma was a trembling leaf under him. The sparks and need w
He walked towards her. No, he stalked towards her like a predator, she was already dizzy and jelly with what he had done to her. Her mind was a cluster of mushy mess. There was only one thought raking in her head. He didn't force himself on her when he could've easily done that. "Come." He said, forwarding his hand for her to take. She stared at his hands for the longest time before she quietly lay on the couch and faced away from him, closing her eyes. She expected him to leave her alone but Mr.Colt would rather annoy her to death before leaving her alone. A loud gasp escaped her lips when he carried her in his arms in a bridal style earning a yelp from her. Her arms on their own wrapped around his neck as she gaped at him. His closeness had her heart going into overdrive. He placed her softly on the bed and before she could move or make a run for it he hovered over, keeping his weight on his hands. She gasped, feeling him closer. Her hands clutched in a fist on her chest as a sh
She was breathing heavily. Chest heaving up and down at a fast pace. She watched as he brought his fingers that were coated with her juices up to his mouth and he licked it clean causing deep red to tint her cheeks and the tips of her ears. This man will kill her. "I love to watch you squirm as I make you come." He mused in that morning husky voice of his causing her heart to do a pitter-patter dance inside her ribcage. She was speechless and still in the daze of lust and desire. She wanted him so freaking much but her mind won't let her heart take over. She was battling with her feelings. Emma immediately pulled the dress down, earning a deep throaty chuckle from him that took her off guard. He looked so sexy while chuckling. She was going insane. He was playing with her head. As he stood up from the bed. "Wanna join me for the shower?" He asked, earning her signature reaction. The widening of her blue orbs as she immediately shook her head negative made him smirk ever so lig
All he saw was red! Kill! Kill! Kill! Blade wanted blood. Blood of the bastard who has hurt her. He was gone so much into his rage that he didn't realize when her body swayed and her eyes rolled back. Xander was fast to engulf her cold, pale, fragile body in his arms before she could fall. His arm snaked around her thighs and her back as he carried her up in a bridal style. Her head hung back with her hair cascading down, her body was limp and cold in his embrace. He placed her on the bed softly and moved away from her. His eyes kept going to her scar again and again. He checked her breathing and pulse. Her heartbeat was normal. She lost consciousness due to shock or perhaps stress. He wanted to kill himself for forcing that shirt out of her hand. With a towel still wrapped around his lower body, he slouched back on the sofa beside the bed. His green eyes were dead set on the vicious claw marks on her fragile body. His mind raced with gazillions of thoughts regarding her beha
Cold! She felt cold. Icy cold. She tried to open her eyes but it seemed impossible. Her hands were restrained, and even her legs were restrained. She couldn't move. A cold chill ran down her spine when she realized that she couldn't even feel her body. All she felt was coldness surrounding and submerging her further down the glacier. She couldn’t breathe. Panic started to creep into her veins as she tried to breathe or move but her body was like a dead stone. Immovable! A cold chuckle resonated all around and her mind froze. Her heart was terrorized inside her ribcage at the impact of that vicious smile. It was him. The killer of her parents. He was back to do what he couldn't do last time. He was here to kill her. She started to thrash violently but to no avail. She could hear his footsteps approaching but she could do nothing. She was frozen. Her body wasn't responding. She couldn't even open her eyes. Bitter tears formed in her eyes at her vulnerability. He will hurt he