Xavier didn't come back until night landed like a plane over Celeste's head, but nevertheless, she had been patient despite the little ache that had been tormenting her head. She sat by his room door, and only moved when she was going to the bathroom or going to eat.
Now as Xavier approached his room or in her eyes 'her' nothing but excitement filled her chest. She jumped up from her sitting position and grinned cheekily at him. "You've been gone all day, I thought you weren't going to come back.""I had business to take care of..." He walked pass her, pushing his door open. "Were you here all day? Gabriel told me that you've been waiting for me?"Celeste nodded. "I wanted to see you...to talk about last night..."Xavier looked away, stepping into his room. "I'm not in the mood to talk about that right now...my pride is still too low for me to keep my calm around you. Go back to your room...I'll talk to you tomorrow."Celeste swallowed thTen more days slid by and they were all like lashes to Zillon's back. He didn't find her, her scent seemed to be nonexistent now which meant the trackers really could do nothing to find her.At some point, even though the thought was scary, he wondered if she was really with Xavier or if she had been killed by a rogue...But wouldn't they have scented her blood within the first month of searching. They had explored and sought her out on every land that she could have possibly gone. They were even bold enough to check other packs, but none of them seemed to have taken her in.Zillon was really confused and tired. He felt hopeless and helpless. If she was currently in danger, there was nothing he could do about it when he couldn't even find her.He was an incompetent mate, he didn't even have the right to search for her after causing her so much pain, but what else could he do?He was more dedicated to her than he was to his pack, she was h
Fredd got between the two wolves, panic now clear on his face. "If one of you ever pounce, I'll make sure t—"Fredd's lips smashed shut, his arms flailing as he quickly jumped out of the way and onto the bed when Zillon did just what he had warned him not to; pounce...He pinched the bridge of his nose, a hand grasping his chest. "Zillon you...!" He sighed, sitting up. "I swear to god if one of you guys really end up in coma or worst die, I'm running away just like Celeste did."Both wolves turned to him, growling threateningly and in defense, he held up his hand. "Okay maybe not like Celeste, but rather like Xavier.."Zillon took a step towards him, chest rumbling..."Alright, not like Xavier either, I won't bother to even run away."That seem to have satisfied him and he turned back to his prey, the furr on his back raising up as he approached Liam.In the room too small for two wolves as large as them to coexist, Liam
Zillon, Liam and Fredd walked down the dimly lit halls of the dungeon, passing guards and stepping down several stairs before finally reaching the cells.He looked towards Liam, "Which cell is hers?""Cell number 18, it's not too far, just down the end of the hall..."Zillon walked forward, ignoring the lousy scents that resided down here, the ugly snares and the glares he received as he continued.Liam and Fredd followed him, trying to act as calm as ever. "Will you be able to hold your composure Zillon?"Zillon clenched his fist, shrugging. "Probably... She had been dare to me once, I won't be able to hurt her even if I wanted to. But I do want to...I want to make her feel what I'm feeling right now, but that won't be possible since my bloodlust isn't enough to make me willingly kill a pack member; good or evil.""That's good, because dad warned me several times about letting you get this key...your dad would kill you if you hurt her, and mine would definitel
Celeste sighed as she rose up to a sitting position on the bed, rubbing at her eyes. She was sick, the dizziness from last night had dulled, but it still hadn't eased up yet, and even though that was bad, she was glad that Xavier was by her side.Unlike every other morning, he hadn't left before she woke up, he was here, trying his best to take care of her. He brought her food and of course forced her to eat it, he brought her to the bathroom and they had brushed their teeth together and he brought her back to the room and they were now laying together.But Celeste was tired of just laying down, she wasn't used to it. She wanted to go out and train, she wanted to once again try to beat Xavier in a game of chase, but she doubt he'd let her step through the door... at least not without him.Sighing again, she turned to look at him. "Can I go outside?""This again? Celeste go to sleep...""I don't want to sleep, I tried...I just can't..."
Zillon twisted and turned and tried his best to get some sleep for tomorrow's search, but no matter how hard he tried, he wasn't able to...His mind kept going back to Celia's cell, he kept wondering what she meant when she said the time would soon come...She sounded so sure of something, but Zillon couldn't comprehend what exactly she was so sure of... His mind kept telling him that something bad would happen to Celeste and everytime he thought that way his heart would ache...He hated how oblivious to everything he was... To her location...her situation...to any and everything that could and have already happened to her.He hated how incompetent he was, he wasn't worthy to be her mate if he couldn't protect her, and if he couldn't protect his mate, how would he be able to protect a pack?Sighing he adjusted his head on the pillow, looking up at the ceiling, he wondered if she was okay, he wondered if she was happy wherever she was...
Xavier left hours ago after boldly telling her that if she wasn't done showering and ready for bed by the time he came back, it'd be war...Celeste was geared and ready for war though. Her headache was now gone and she had meant it when she said that she wouldn't step into that bathroom until the hour hand of the clock hit 10.He shouldn't have made up such a believable ghost story or was she the idiot for really believing? She wondered when he'd come back..she was ready now and it was already around 9:50...He better be back soon because honestly she'd like to see what he defined as war. He had never declared war before, no matter what she did, but tonight his statement had aroused excitement within her.He was an idiot and she was an idiot...what kind of war would they really have?Celeste giggled, shuffling on the steps by his door. He said that he was going show her how evil he was, and she'd undoubtedly like to see it...He
All Zillon could see were trees, nothing but trees as he ran through the woods. He was in his wolf form, the passing wind slithering through his dark gray furr as he sped like flash through the night.The trackers were upfront, their nose being their eyes which made it quite logical for them to lead the way. Behind Zillon was Liam and Fredd, but not only them, you could hear the running feet of a loyal pack...men ready to go to war for him and their Luna if they ever had to.He didn't ask them to come, but it seems they knew he was anxious, they knew he was desperate. He caught them all in the bushes beyond his house, hiding as though he couldn't scent them.He had been so cruel to them these past months and yet they were still by his side...how commendable...Zillon skidded to a stop when the trackers up front did so, they're nose buried in the dirt as they scented it out. It was very dark out, the moon was only half full tonight and if it weren'
Gabriel shoved Xavier's door open and looked inside frantically. "Alpha... there's a war outside, one wolve and yet it seems as though he's a thousand, he had taken down 5 of our best men in just seconds, he keeps trudging forward, he looks rabid, his eyes are red...alpha only you can save us...please."Xavier lifted Celeste off of him, turning towards her. "Go with Gabriel, he'll take you to safety...""Bu—"He kissed her forehead. "Go baby..." And then he rushed out of the room, transforming into his wolf almost instantly, his torn clothes on the grass outside was the only thing left of him as he sped off into the distance, his black wolf as dark as the night. Up ahead, he could see the dark, gray wolf, tearing his pack members apart with little effort...he knew the wolve's scent; freshly chopped woods and lotus flower...It was so familiar to him... His brother, the same one who had stolen everything away from him and now he