You would suffer

Xavier was settled on the bed with his head buried between his palms, shoulders trembling violently.

He shouldn't have let her go; he knew it. But his pride didn't allow him to beg anymore.

How was he going to live with the thoughts of Diana out there? Alone. Prone to danger and available for other guys to go after her.

He hated the thought and so did his wolf which had been whining at him.

Xavier was still moping around in self-pity when a loud blood curdling scream invaded his ears.

He pulled his hands over his ears till everywhere was silent again.

"Diana, mate!"

Those were the only words that settled in his mind and his blood ran cold.

Xavier's wolf, Storm prowled at Xavier's chest, restless and urging Xavier who had gone stiff, to do something.

She's in danger. Storm growled inside of him, the wolf troubled for their mate.

His thoughts were frantic as he shuffled around the room.

What was he going to do?

Scent. Storm screamed inside of him again, helping a panicky Xavier out of