Xevia'sHow does it feel to give up the rest of your life for someone you may never love? And how does it feel to be betrayed by someone we love so much? Someone who we think loves us as much as we love him. But it turns out it was all just a mirage illusion. Alarick was an asshole who took advantage of our feelings. I loved him so much, but it turns out he was the one who broke my heart, and he didn’t even care. It’s funny. How easily I fell in love with an arrogant idiot. Only one word that suits me; foolish!Nonetheless, I guess this doesn't surprise me. This kind of thing happens a lot these days. The world is full of people who can pretend to love just for lust and egoism without thinking about the outcomes. They are thoughtless and controlling. They enjoy taking benefit of other people's weaknesses without consideration about how they will affect someone who has already given them up everything, literally everything, until they didn't have anything left for themselves.Well the
Xevia's POV"Sister-in-law, don't worry. I'll take care of you while my brother is away. Just tell me what you want to do, and I'll obey and follow your orders." Archer took a sip of the hot coffee in the white cup. He said as he stared at the ocean in front of us. My heart skipped a beat, but I managed to keep up impressions."Oh really? And if something unexpected happens, would you be able to handle that?" I asked with a fake smile on my lips, hoping that Archer would get the message that I was scared of this unknown situation. Archer's eyebrows raised slightly like he was thinking about my words. He placed his coffee cup down on the table between him and me. "You know," Archer started, not breaking our eye contact, "you are really interesting. You don't seem to fear danger, unlike other people who usually give a shit about their safety. That's why I admire you so much.""So what if I have a fear?" I replied in a calm tone."Fear? So you have fear, too?" I nodded with a chuckle,
Xevia's POV "Those alphas deserve it," Archer said with sharp eyes directed at me."Why do you think that?""Come on sister in law-""Stop calling me that. Call me Xevia, do you understand?"Archer grimaced and chuckled, then nodded in agreement. "Alright.""It's good that you understand.""Do you know why we, the Rogues hate the alphas so much?" Archer smiled slightly as he asked me that. I didn't know if he was seriously asking this or if it was a trap."Because you guys are criminals and committed many dreadfulness and criminalities. That's why those Alphas decided to expel you from the pack.""Then, what happened to you? Did you also commit crimes and dreadfulness, so they expelled you?"Checkmate. Archer's words made me instantly tongue-tied. There were no words I could utter to deny this. He was right, and I was one of the Rogues. Now I am even the mate of one of the most reputable men in this forbidden bloody clan."That alph-ass seems to have brainwashed you into thinking th
Xevia's POVThis place was nothing like the one in my mom's story. "Why do you look perplexed?" Archer kept an eye on me as he lifted one of his eyebrows. "Why does this place seem unkempt?" I asked, a bleak emotion making me swallow my tears. Is this how they–the alphas, honor the knights who sacrificed themselves for peace?This place looks more like an abandoned place than a hero's tomb monument. Some trees were uprooted, and one corner revealed an extreme crack like a massive storm had struck it. Everything seemed destroyed and broken, with mossy gravestones and a garden overgrown with wild grass. No one was watching over it, only weasels roaming around. It was as if everyone had forgotten this place. No one remembered it anymore, literally no one. Is death always this sad? Would they forget us when we were already gone? Leaving us in the cold air covered in mud and decomposing animals?"I don't know, ask them, those alphas who lead this city," Archer said as he scratched his h
Xevia's POV Where am I? I saw a white ceiling, walls, cold air, and IVs. It must be a hospital. Archer must have brought me here. I should be dead, but I'm not, and my heart is still beating. The door suddenly opened, and I saw a man with a wooden stick in his hand enter with a nurse by his side."Madam, are you awake?" The nurse immediately approached me. She was gorgeous and had short brown hair and eyes that were as exotic as her skin. "Do you need anything?" she asked, her voice full of concern. I stared at the stranger for a while before I spoke again. "No, thank you," I replied, shaking my head lightly. "Is my wife okay?" That husky voice, Xander, was standing behind the nurse who was checking my blood pressure. And making sure my IV fluid hadn't run out. "Yes, Mr. Balstair, your wife is fine. I just checked on her." "Thanks." "Excuse me, and you can call me if you need anything or help." "Surely, thanks again." The nurse left the room. Leaving just me and Xander, he
Xevia's POV"Welcome back, young lady, " a beautiful young girl greeted me at Xander's mansion."Who are you?" I asked her, feeling like I had never seen her before."She is the new maid. Young master hired her to help you out." But it wasn't the girl who answered; it was Dorothy. I looked at the beautiful young girl, who I thought was too pretty and smooth to be a maid. "I don't think I need a new maid. I already have you," I looked at Dorothy. "So, young lady, starting tomorrow, I will be taking some time off because my daughter has just given birth, and she needs her mother's help to take care of the newborn," Dorothy explained with a hesitant face. I gasped and could only shake in response to Dorothy's words. "Oh, I see.""What's your name?" I asked the young girl, "My name is Bella." The young and beautiful girl smiled as she introduced herself."Bella, take the young lady's things to her room, please?." Bella nodded and took the bag containing my clothes into her hands. "
Author's POV "I want the latest, the most expensive, and the most advanced smartphone. " Xander said to the clerk at the mall."What shade do you want, sir?""What shade do you think Xevia likes, Archer?""I think white, yes, I want this one too," mumbled the young man beside him."What additional purchases did you make?" Xander wondered.Archer whispered back, "Wireless earphones.""I read on a website that listening to classical music during pregnancy benefits both mother and fetus. I want my nephew will grow up to be a smart and healthy baby." Listening to that made Xander smile happily and think that a baby soon be born from his mate's womb and would make his desolate mansion cheerfuller. And the baby's presence, he wished, could be a light for his evening."You are so thoughtful.""I learned it from you, bro," Archer patted his brother's shoulder lightly.***."Thanks, see you later, buddy," he said as Archer dropped him off at the front door of his mansion, which was guarded by
Xevia's POVI was still thinking about that woman, Alarick's future wife, who turned out to be gorgeous. Not just stunning. I can call her perfection. I felt pierced by pain and jealousy when I saw her.But the question I have now is, did Xander invite her on purpose? Then what did he do that for? Should I ask him? Would asking about her make me look like a teenage girl jealous of her ex-boyfriend's new girlfriend?As I was lost in thought, the car continued to drive through the darkness, Xander and me sitting in the back seat in a hush. The blind man didn't seem interested in chatting with me, and I wasn't either.Until I finally decided to say something first, "did you invite her?"Xander cleared his throat, "who are you talking about?""Lourve Ivyari and Velove Luciad.""No-""Liar!""I didn't invite them. What did I invite them for?""Balstair and Luciad's company have never gotten along.""Is it true what you say?"Xander didn't answer with words, and he just nodded slowly, "I'm n