CHAPTER 3: A MISTAKE

XAVIER'S POV 

A call from my mother was all the day needed to turn my indifference into anger. I was in my office, trying to tend to the piled-up files on my table when I received a call from my mother, and I frowned. 

"What's it, Mum? I'm sure this call isn't to check up on me, is it?" I asked with frustration written all over my face. 

Well... My mother had her time; if she called me in the morning or at night,  it was certainly because she wanted to check up on me, but if she called in the afternoon... It was only to frustrate my life with a ridiculous request...

My work was hard enough. Why did she have to pressure me all the time?

"Of course. Why do I need to check up on a brat like you?" She replied and probably scoffed (as that was her usual reaction)."I'm calling to remind you of the date this afternoon. I've arranged a date with the minister's daughter who just arrived in the country last week. I heard the lady is so pretty, and she is a model just like you. Isn't Mum wonderful?" 

I rolled my eyes and sighed. "You know you ain't doing me any favor, Mum. I don't want any woman in my life right now, I'm just 24, and I still have a lot of time to choose a woman. You can't just keep forcing me to go on dates, you know?" My voice was laced with annoyance as I tried to convince my mother. 

She was stubborn, and she liked getting her way no matter how hard I protested. But being her only son, I never stopped exploiting her love for me to make her bend her will at times, and I hoped it would work again this time around. 

"You're an Alpha, Watson. A whole Alpha of the DARK GRIFFIN'S PACK. You are not just a man but a father to thousands of humans and wolves who are all looking up to you to give them a mother. You need a Luna in your Pack, and as your mother, it's my right to help you find a woman!" She scolded, armoring her military tone to intimidate me. 

My eyes narrowed. "I know, and it's not like I don't want to get married, It's just that I'm yet to find a woman I want to be with," I replied, lowering my eyes to look at my long, slender fingers. 

"Wait, don't tell me you are still thinking about that girl? Do you even remember what she looks like? It's been years, Xavier. The girl must have gotten married by now, or who knows if she even escaped back then? Maybe she's dead by now!" 

I slammed my hand on the table and stood up. My eyes glowed fiercely, and my teeth were slowly growing into a fang. "Stop! Just... Stop!" Talking was difficult as my fang kept grazing my lower lip, but I had to stop my mother at all costs. Without waiting for her to say another word, I ended the call and threw the phone away. 

I stared at the broken phone, my eyes turning redder. 

It had been 15 years already, and we were very young back then. The little girl who risked her life to save me back then... She would survive that fire, she would escape, and she would surely be fine. 

I've been searching for her for the past five years, but all the report I got was that she was dead even though I was certain she wouldn't, because the girl I knew was smart, she was strong, and she would never give up on life. 

She even promised to look for me when she grew up, and I knew she would come one day ~

But why? Why won't anyone believe me? Why did they keep clamoring about her death? Even my mother wished for her to die when she knew how much her son's life depended on the girl...

I was devastated yet again, and my mood was completely soured. The thought of losing her alone was enough to drive me crazy.

I pulled on my tie and walked out of the office with the plan of clearing my head with some alcohol. 

It was one of my hotels, and it was big enough for my business friends and me to have some fun for a few hours. Maybe that would help me calm down. I was still drinking and thinking when I suddenly felt hot. 

It was uncomfortable at first, but soon, I felt my body craving for something... Something more than just drink. I grabbed one of the Waiters attending to us in the room and pulled her onto my lap. "Can you satisfy me?" The question came out of my mouth before I could even think about anything else. 

The lady chuckled, she wrapped her arms around my neck and brought her lips closer to mine. She was about to kiss me when I placed a finger on her lips and pushed her back. "Stop," I warned before pushing her away from my lap. 

I shook my head, trying to control myself as I stood up from my seat. I had no idea what was happening to me, but I knew I had to leave that place before I lost complete control over my body. 

"I need to rest for a while. I will be back later." I told the men around me who somehow looked no better than I was. They seemed drunk, too, and were already misbehaving with the Waiters in the room. 

With my hand on the door, I pulled to open it, but two slender arms suddenly wrapped around my waist, "You should let me help you, Alpha Xavier; there's no way you can survive without a woman right now, even though you're an Alpha..." Her coy voice entered my ears, and my eyes twitched. 

In anger, I dispersed an overwhelming killing intent that pushed the Waiter away and made her fall ass flat on the ground. She whimpered as she tried to move away from me, but before she could, I grabbed her neck and looked straight into her eyes. "You drugged us? Who sent you?" My voice was hoarse, a manifestation of the drug in my belly. 

She was looking at me with tears in her eyes as she tried to explain, but I wasn't ready to listen anymore. I was slowly losing control of my body. With a low grunt, I threw her to the side and wiped my hand on her dress before I stood right, staggering. 

I brought out my phone and made a call. "Tell Martins to send a clean lady to my room." With that, I ended the call and left the room. 

Whoever it was that drugged me, I would make them pay later. 

I made my way to my special room and fell into bed. I removed my clothes, leaving only my boxer on me as I made my way to the bathroom, but to my dismay, I felt no better. My body was still hot and uncomfortable... I needed something more than a bath. 

I waited impatiently for the lady to come, and when she did, a smug smile appeared on my face just by hearing her voice alone. When she turned on the light, I was even happier to see how pretty and delicate she looked, but that only added to the disgust I had toward her and the person who drugged me. 

 I stared at that delicate face that seemed to be carefully crafted by the moon goddess and wondered why someone like her would sell her body. 

It annoyed me, and the disgust rose further. 

"Help me..." I wasn't planning to say that, but it came out of my mouth anyway, and just as expected, she initiated a kiss___

Waking up the next morning, I stood up from bed and entered the bathroom to wash up while the lady was still sleeping peacefully in bed. The smile on her face was so bright that it irked me and confirmed the fact that she was just a whore. 

With a small groan, I walked into the bathroom, had a nice bath, and dressed up, but the lady was still sleeping. After a while, I moved closer to bed and tapped her sleeping face. "Hey!" I called coldly. 

She stretched her hands, yawned, and opened her eyes. Her eyes sparkled the moment she saw my face, and a small hue found its way to her cheeks as she revealed the most beautiful smile I had ever seen. 

"Good morning." Her tiny voice sounded like a melody to my ears, and I was momentarily hypnotized by her, but it was just a... moment. 

I cleared my throat and stood right before throwing a bundle of money on her lap and turned around to leave. "That's your pay. Keep this a secret, and don't ever show up in front of me again," 

I left her in the room. 

She would be a mistake that needed to be forgotten.