Helena’s POV… There, she had said it, as it was without mincing her words. She finally let go of her breath that she had held and released her numb, balled up fists. Her eyes looked at him for the first time since beginning her confession and he sat with his chin resting on his knuckles, an unreadable but serious expression written on him. He moved, leaning back on the couch, his arm resting on the side and his fingers began to tap, prolonging her anxiety. This had to have been the hardest confession she had ever made to date. The last time she remembered feeling this way was way back in high school when her parents had returned early from their business trip and found Pete Kensington in her room. They had only been listening to music, but for her, who had been a straight A student, great at sports and who was the class president, this had been made into a bigger deal than it really was. She had been grounded for the first time for a whole month without a phone or any other privi
Helena’s POV.. "Who the hell is Savannah?" she questioned trying really hard to hide her hurt feelings. Not once but twice! Her heart felt like someone was slowly squeezing it and tears threatened to form. Up until now, she had not realized just how much she liked him, how much she wanted to be a part of his life and how important it was for him not to think about other women. 'This is crazy!' she thought to herself, turning away from him and wiping away an escaped tear. Savannah must be his girlfriend or worse, his wife. He must love her a lot for him to call out her name twice without even realizing it. She had brushed off the first time as an error in speech, people did that sometimes but when he said it again, it brought unexpected pain and heartache. "What am I looking at? " he asked, circling one arm around her shoulders and leaning against her. 'He shouldn't be doing this to Savannah!' alarm bells rang in her head and she brushed his arm off, taking a step away from him
Xander's POV… Xander signed off his last document for the day then did a quick browse through to make sure that everything was in order. "There, I'm done", he proudly announced, dropping his pen and leaning his head back against the couch. His body felt tired and beaten up but that was overshadowed by what was to come, the moment he had anticipated for years. His eyes wandered around the room and Helena was not there. Her boots that were normally by the door were also missing but he was not worried. She probably went to the bathroom and would soon return. Without giving her whereabouts a second thought, he got up from the couch and went to the fridge, where he got a cold soda, popped it open then drank away the nerves. Which was the best way to begin the conversation?Judging by her reaction to the animals that Joe brought, he assumed that she didn't know anything about who or what he was and most importantly who she was to him. "You might be wondering why I'm here, why we met
Xanders POV.. "Unseal us! " His being whispered to him. " No", he shook his head disregarding its request. Life would be so much easier if he did though. He was never exhausted when unsealed, could be a hundred times faster and finding her would be instantaneous. Over the past few days he had experienced what it was to labor and feel exhausted. This was what Helena had been going through and he felt closer to her, sharing her experience. "Helena!!! "he called out to her, searching anywhere and everywhere. He folded his arm in front of him, pushing against the ghastly gale, as he struggled with his footing. He knew he had no choice, his being was his only option but no matter what, he could not imagine her reaction to being rescued by a six foot amalgamation between a bat and a humanoid. "Answer me damn it!"As time passed, his desperation grew and the pressure to be released intensified. He now stood at the edge of a cliff, the little cabins scattered all over the valley below.
Xanders POV… He silently watched her, sitting on the couch, biting on her nail and shaking her knee up and down in a vibrating motion. He could smell her fear, hear the racing of her heart and almost hear her jittery thoughts. Heated bouts of anger rose in his chest as he observed her moistened forehead and her feisty hair that hung loose in waves, from her assault on him. What exactly had he done for her to leave like that? She sprung up from her seat, anxiously charged for the window then peered outside. . "Calm down, they're gone", she forced herself, oblivious of the fact that he had been seated opposite her, his one foot up on the couch and his arm resting on it. The door to Joe's bedroom opened and Joe came out and she turned and walked towards him. "Is Emma okay?" she asked with an uneasy look."She's fine", Joe answered"And Junior?""He slept right through it""Aw thank God! " she gave out a sigh of relief. "Miss Helena, there's something awfully strange about these bat
Helena's POV…'Aaron, why are you doing this to me? Haven't you taken enough already?' she thought to herself feeling bitter towards him. It was her that he wanted, she should be the one affected not Joe and Emma! Why did he have to go after them when they had nothing to do with this?Helena's remorseful eyes wandered to Emma whose mouth was quivering uncontrollably, resting on the couch that they had dragged closer to the blaze. Her leopard print extra thick blanket was wrapped tightly around her up to her neck and she had on a thick jersey and some mittens inside. Joe was close by,seated on the floor, equally trembling with his hands held open in front of him, trying to draw in some heat into his body. Had she known five years ago that things would end up this way, she would have never spoken to Aaron at Dahlias wedding. On that day, Helena had arrived late for the reception and as a result, been seated on a table with a group of strangers, of which Aaron happened to be one of them
Helena's POV…He appeared glorious before her eyes, etherial, almost godlike in appearance and everything else seemed to disappear. Her body lunged, crushing into him and her arms wrapped tightly around his neck."Aw thank god!" she whispered through her tears.Her grip tightened around him and her body pressed into his, begging to fill the void created when his arms did not wrap around her. He must be angry right now,that's okay, all that mattered was the fact that he was here in her arms. Adrenalin still pumping in her veins, she looked up over his shoulder then released him before brushing past him. The bats had gone inside. What should be her next move?She leaned forward then carefully swung the door wide open peering inside."What are you looking for?" he asked from behind her."shhhh", she shushed him then held back her hand and pushed him behind her. "Stay behind me," she whispered, making hand gestures.After taking a giant step inside, she began to creep her way in, walking
Helena's POV..She inhaled his musky scent of cedarwood and pepper,his gentle but firm arms surrounding and consuming her. Her heavy head was leaning against his hardness, her weary arms wrapped around his neck as he took her inside."Where's the bathroom?" he asked, looking at her face for a response."Put me down, I need to check on Joe and Emma", she answered disagreeing with him. She had been gone for thirty minutes and needed the reassurance that they were okay. "Xander?"She called his name when he kept going."i'll take care of them, you need to clean up." he tightened his grip around her, finding his own way."Let me just see them,"she protested looking behind her but he kept on searching in the rooms."No, you need to trust me".She wasn't alone anymore, he had said it himself that he was here for her so she needed to allow him to help. She decided to let go a little but Joe and Emma were still on her mind.After entering Joe's bathroom, he placed her down first before leani