Xander couldn't bring himself to leave the hospital or to be specific, leave her alone.He hates the fact he feels obliged to a total stranger but he has a good reason, more especially when she has no one by her side to call her family. Changed into his former blood-stained free clothes, he walked towards the ward that houses the woman he rescued. Pushing the door open he is met with a rather disturbing sight.There was the lady he rescued, still unconscious and two men hovering over her with devious smiles on their faces, it didn't seem like they had sensed his presence.He recognized the doctor instantly but not the man beside him."Don't you think she would be of great interest?" The doctor asked, a sly look growing on his face.The other man with dark-blonde hair mix, drew closer to her, the lust in his eyes obvious, Xander felt sick to his stomach, "She looks human to me, more ethereal than any woman I have ever seen." He leaned towards her, taking her hair to sniff.The doctor

Xander felt his feet press softly on the floorboard as he walked across the hall the last thing he wants was for her to wake up. Her, the hazel-eyed lady he brought to his cabin home a day back, the last time he checked up on her she was still asleep. It was worrisome because it has been a day since he took her away from the hospital, he hoped cutting her from her medications doesn't have any serious effect on her. He felt perplexed about her situation and could only hope she gets awake. His eyes scanned the dusty condition of his cabin home. It's been so long since he came here, memories flooded his head as a wave of nostalgia rushed through him. He missed Blake, his Aunt and Raven but he knew they are faring better and safe without him. If they were here with him, as usual, he would put them in danger. He walked gently to a dusty platform hooked to the wall, his index finger swapping at it, collecting a dusty film on his finger. Everything looks the same, just the way he

For the first time since her fall in and out of unconsciousness, it felt as though she was truly rested. Her mind wasn't as foggy as before and she could hear her thoughts clearly but the fatigue remained and a slight stabbing pain behind her head and by the sides of her temples. She felt a burning ache as well around her stomach, as her body felt heavier, why is she feeling these things? She didn't yesterday but it felt as though her whole body was set on fire or was being smouldered with a steel rod. Opening her eyelids open, she is met with a rather bright blinding light, white rays of the sun blinded her. She was forced to close her lids as she could barely see. It felt different seeing the sun, it felt as though it was her first time seeing such a light, especially when in recent times she was only in the dark abyss her unconscious mind trapped her to. Seeing the sun was different but refreshing, something she would like to get used to. Gently she flicked her eyes ope

Seeing him walk out through the door made thoughts run through her head. Was she wrong in apologizing? Did she offend him? She dropped her legs on the floorboard, determined to see him and talk all this out. Ignoring the medications and soup, she trudged to the door for the second time since her last one. Xander hasn't let her leave the bed, more like a little walk here and there around the room but that's where it ended, so coming out was breaking a little rule. She stepped out of her room, walking into what seemed like a hallway, this was a wooden cottage home so there were no stairs. Since her vision was fairly better than the last time she walked through here, not to forget she felt faint and weak. She could feel some progression, she was healing quite fast considering the severity of her injury. Does everyone heal that fast? Ignoring the random thoughts brewing in her head she put her focus back on where she was present. Her eyes roam through the hallways, it was a bit s

The pads of feets hitting the ground came simultaneously and reverberated through the wide yards as the guards ran as fast they could, Nathan in front leading them. He had his sheath positioned in a way he would be able to bring out his short sword if he didn't want to change into his wolf form, a revolver in his other hand. “Hurry!“ He screamed at the men following him, he was in his angriest form right now. He was like a menacing storm coming to sweep everything out of his way. They did as the Alpha commanded without hesitation, stepping up their running game. Nathan felt anger steadily pump into his blood, he swears to the moon goodness he won't spare the rogues. He would tear them limb by limb, break their bones till what's was left is the shreds of their remains, littered on the floor, their blood soaking in the earth to appease the moon goddess of the evil they have done. His wolf won't mind a taste of their traitorous blood, they would pay in the most unimaginable way. He pr