~Xyana~
I wake up the next morning feeling like I can take on the whole world. I'm rested, I'm calm, I'm happy. But not until I start feeling that familiar burn of hotness and coldness all at once.Clasping the sheets I’m entangled in, I take slow, steady breaths to calm myself and reduce the pain. But it doesn't work.'Is this still the same feeling from a couple of days ago or am I now going into heat?'With everything my body has been sexually subjected to these couple of days by my Mates, it's pretty obvious that I'll go into heat soon.My mind goes back to a statement Juno made about my mates priming me to go into heat so that they can possess me with their wolves and as I think about it, I find it so funny that Juno can make up scenarios just to push the narrative that someone isn't good when she wants to.But if they're really priming me to go into heat, then maybe they think it would be easier for me to take all of them during my heat and not t~Xyana~"Tell me that what happened back there was just a silly joke." I place my back flat on the wall outside Gaston's office while eavesdropping on their conversation and listening to him yell at his brothers. "Are you nuts, Clifton? What the hell were you thinking?”The events of the last few minutes replay in my head. After screaming bloody hell, Declan and Dion rushed into the bedroom just in time to get me away from Clifton's Wolf.Gaston broke into the room in an instant. It felt like he knew I was in trouble. He relieved Declan and Dion from Clifton's angry Wolf while the brothers took me to the adjoining room and clothed me in one of Declan's elastic pants and free-size shirt.When we got back to the bedroom, Gaston and Clifton had turned the room upside down, with Gaston trying to calm Clifton down and Clifton's Wolf fighting to break free from his hold.Eventually, Clifton gave in. I watched his Iris go back to its usual grey, and Gaston turned t
~Xyana~Clifton's sardonic laughter catches me off guard. He's still staring at me when he says, "Amon will claim her, and when he does, he'll willingly share. She has no choice but to take the three of us. We are her Mates. At least she'll be really useful for once." He laughs again."She has a choice." Declan insists.“Like I fucking care,” Clif snickers as he adds, finally looking away from me. "I will give her, and she will take it all in good faith.”"She can choose not to be with us," Dion says."She wouldn't dare. She won't fucking dare. Anyway, she can't. It's beyond her now." He summarizes with a shrug.His words pierce my heart like a silver-laced stake, and I have to physically claw at the fabric of my bogus shirt. Tugging at the fabric around the location of my heart like I'm just unable to breathe.Gaston hits his desk so loud with his fist that I hear it crack. We all jump in unison: the men inside, me, and the Omegas that are loitering
~Xyana~ Stepping into Gaston's office, I notice him looking so stressed out with his face buried in his palms. I feel my heart ache for seeing him like this. I fight the urge to circle his desk and pull him into a hug while telling him everything will be okay. But I know that would seem rather inappropriate and it might throw him off. “Please sit,” he says, letting out an exhausted breath. I take a seat quietly and wait for him to speak. After what seemed like a minute or more of silence, I decided to start up the conversation. "What is going on, Gaston? What is this big secret everyone seems to know but me?" “I’m sorry, Xyana," he finally speaks. "Unfortunately, I'm really not in the right position to speak to you about any of this." He says calmly, worry flashing in his eyes. "Clifton will tell you all you need to know. I promise you, he will. I will follow him up and make sure he does that as soon as possible." His worried voice makes me super anxious. I rub my palms toge
~Xyana~ "Huh?" is the only word I'm able to form amidst my shock. Finally, he stops staring and his lips thinned out in a small smile. "You don't think I'll be curious to know why a wolf wouldn’t want to communicate with her Mates? Worst still, she's mad at them and prefers someone else who doesn't want her." 'Alpha Kedar wants us, Xyana.' Juno tells me, from inside my head. 'His wolf wants us too. He's just confused and upset. I only asked you to choose this Alpha because you really want to stay here. But if he doesn't want us, let's go back to our mate. He will take us back. I can assure you. I'll help you lose some weight. I'll help you become stronger. Let's go.' I keep quiet. Ignoring Juno, I set my gaze on Gaston, who has a frown on his face. But he continues speaking; "Even if your wolf was overwhelmed, I can assure you that wolves are feisty beings and can surely handle their primary instincts less effectively than we would be able to." "But..." I start, yet I can't say
~Xyana~ "Hello, Adina," I call, making a beeline straight to the pack house's private kitchen that is set aside for the use of the people living in the pack house, which I'm part of, by the way. "Good afternoon ma'am." She greets stalking behind me. "I can get you a good full-course brunch from the main kitchen. That fridge only has snacks that, in my opinion, are unhealthy." She volunteers from behind. "Good thing nobody is asking for your opinion, Adina. I'm fine." I say as I pull the door of the fridge open. Surfing through the options available, I finally settled for two cupcakes and orange juice. A spike of sugar will definitely do me good right now. When I turn, Adina is still at the door. 'What is wrong with this woman, for god's sake?' "Do you want something, Adina?" I asked, now pissed at her constant display of sanctimonious care. Can't I be allowed to eat whatever junk I want to eat at least once in a fuckin while? "Ma'am, you can't eat those. You are going to get a
~Xyana~ The days gradually fade through. I don't get to see my mates like before. And when I do, it's either during breakfast, lunch, or dinner, or I run into them on my way out. Clifton is cold, doesn't talk to me, and offers clipped answers when I try to engage him in a conversation. Declan and Dion are not better but at least you would know that it is taking everything in them to give me the space Gaston thinks I need because recently, I'm beginning to wonder if the idea of keeping me away from my Mates is actually worth it. I feel lonely, especially once I'm back from the construction site. Luckily, Mona made it her job to always drop by to see and spend some time with me before heading home each day. Today, I'd just got back from the construction site when I saw Dion running a parameter check around the pack house with some of the men from the pack's control house. He's scrolling through a tablet and dishing out instructions. Pointing to several angles within the pack house
~Xyana~ For some reason unknown to me, I start by giving him a background rundown of my family and he listens attentively. When I'm done, he flashes a smile and turns the tip of his face cap behind. Then he says; "I know a lot about your family before now." I arched my brow questionably and he shrugged. "We just wanted to know if there's a family member we need to seek consent from before our marking ceremony." "There's none." I rush in. "I know that now." I then proceed to tell him the story about Juno. I repeat the things I told Declan. By the time I got to the end of the story and told him about my inability to shift for years until Alpha Kedar and also a clearer story about my rejection, I was actually struggling to keep my voice from breaking. I notice that he has taken a few steps back, away from me. He's staring at me like I'm an alien. Yet I don't let that distract me, I keep talking. He wedges his body on a nearby stool, squeezing the stool so hard that I feared he wou
~Xyana~"D, please." I plead in a whisper and watch Dion cave in."It's Amon, Clif 's wolf." He replies. "We are all worried about him. You see, Amon is special. He's powerful, a protector, a lover of family, and now you are his family. The truth is we're worried about the fact that you have three of us as your Mates. Amon is possessive. So, he might not be able to handle the multiple-mate situation very well. We saw it the other day in Declan's room. Worst still, Clifton's character doesn't help the situation at all." He takes a deep breath before he goes on. "We think Clif has to speak to you first and explain to you how special Amon is, and maybe if you accept him and he does the same, the rest of us can join in. So we're just waiting for Clif to get it going for all of us."I swallow hard as everything he says doesn't really make sense to me. "What do you mean when you said Clifton's Wolf is 'special'?" I ask, feeling more and more worried. "What is going on, Dion?".He shakes hi
This chapter and the coming chapters will move the story forward to Xyana's experience, and they will shed more light on her relationship with Clifton.Please read through the next chapters with open mind.I promise it will all come together at the end. Once again, thank you for supporting this book. Your support makes me happy and keeps me going. Don't forget to drop a review when you can. xxx❣️~~~Clifton~"I don't understand any of this. Alpha," I call my brother. "We need to talk in private," I added, casting a side glance at the intruder in the room; Zegulf Landerman.Gaston nods and clears his throat. Then he directs his attention to Zegulf. "Alpha Zegulf," he calls. "I'll need you to excuse my brothers and me."Zegulf tsks, "You're not trying to get rid of me, are you?"Gaston shakes his head. "I will never do that." Suddenly, Gaston pauses and arches his brow. "Did you get the witch?" He asks.Zegulf clenches his teeth tight and shakes his head. "Do you still have yours?"
~Clifton~"Who are you?" Declan asks the man who just walked in."Azzarus Fennom. Your late mother's only brother." He replies.Even though we are shocked to the bones because we had no idea Mama had any living family members, we can't help but agree that the man was possibly related to our late mother.He is a replica of our mother, so much so that he speaks like her even. It's like seeing our mother as a man."What are you doing here? You never showed up for your sister. Not while she was alive, not when she died, never. So why are you here now?" I ask the man."Clifton," Gaston calls me, but I shake my head. "He has a mouth, let him answer for himself, Alpha.""But we don't have time!" Gaston snaps. "Xyana doesn't have the time."Gaston's statement was enough to get me to finally ignore the man who calls himself my uncle."So, what can you do, u.n.c.l.e?" Declan sneers empathetically.The man doesn't look hurt or fazed at our words. Instead, he walks straight to Xyana and grabs he
~Clifton~ "So, you're trying to tell us." I curve my index around, demonstrating my brothers and I. "You are trying to tell us that our mate got marked by a fuckin hybrid of an Alpha. Now she's going to die. And you!" I point at Gaston. "You! My brother, the man I respect and call my Alpha. You knew Zegulf Landerman marked my mate and you covered up for him? Fuckin Goddess! I've lost all the respect I have for you today, Gaston Howling!" Every single word that came out of my mouth at this point was from the depths of my soul. I'm hurting like I've never done before. I'm heartbroken. I can't believe I'm losing Xyana. Not after everything we've been through. I haven't been the best mate to her. But I love her, and she knows. I just– I was so scared that if I came too close to her, my feral wolf would hurt her. I was scared he would mark her. I was scared that I would hurt and disappoint my brothers. Also, I was scared of losing her if she found out what I had in me and decided she
~Gaston~ The tightness in my chest is unbearable. Is this how it truly feels to lose someone you love–. What? No. I don't think love is the right word. Isn't love too strong a word to use? Yet It feels like my world is crashing. I should have run to Crimson Pack and met Zegulf to have this conversation immediately after I found out. I've been on this investigation for the longest time. Speaking to a few allies and that had kept me on the phone most times. I got a vision about the prophecy of a Moon-made sometime last year and the night I saw Xyana, I knew that was my vision and the prophecy coming to pass. However, the prophecy wasn't clear, and I had very limited information on how to handle any of this. When I found out that she was mated to my brothers, I realized I needed more information than I currently have. Sadly, the information I sought didn't come as fast as I'd expected it to. "She can't die." Zegulf's shaky voice draws me out of my thoughts. "You could have ma
~Zegulf~Gaston takes a few steps closer to me but stops halfway. "They planned to locate the two most powerful werewolf packs, eliminate their Alphas, and turn their successors against each other.""And why would they do that?""Because..." He pauses and looks around before speaking again. "I'm yet to get the full details. But I'm working on it, I promise you.""Don't promise me shit, I don't need your promises.""Zegulf-""You want me to believe that it took you several years to find this story of yours out?" I cut him short. "You are a Warlock, Howling."He feigns ignorance like he doesn't know what I'm talking about. "Oh, don't look at me like that. I know what you are, and I'm certain you know what I am. It's just disappointing that it took you years to figure something as simple as this out. Looking at it, I believe it's your area of expertise. You–"He cuts me off with an acidic smile. "Oh, forgive me that I'm not as hot-blooded as you are. Forgive me that I take my time to fi
~Zegulf~When I finally step into my Pack's waiting hall. Gaston Howling and his brother were seated, waiting for me. Once they see me approaching, Gaston flashes that notorious sneaky smile of his. "Zegulf Landerman." He calls, extending his hand for a handshake.I'll be damned if I take his hand. I ignore him and ask instead; "what brings you to my pack, Howling?"He shrugs, "you know what. But that's okay. If you don't mind, I'd like us to discuss the matter that brought me here privately."My men have circled the room and my Pack's security toughened up. If he is planning on creating a sort of distraction, in order to sneak his warriors in, it definitely won't work.I wouldn't have let him into my pack if courtesy doesn't demand it, sadly. "Follow me," I say to him, moving ahead with five of my men following us behind.If Gaston Howling wants to attack me, my men wouldn't hold a candle to him because he would easily rip them apart piece by fucki
~Gaston~Clifton will ruin everything if we don't get to him before he acts. I had Killian confirm that Clifton's Aston Martin wasn't packed in his car garage. That explains why he left with the car. And knowing Clifton well enough, his only focus would be to rescue Xyana. So he wouldn't want to mess his opportunity up.That simply means he will wait till nightfall before making a move. That gives me less than six hours to stop him from being the reason this silent war between Zegulf and me will erupt into a physically unstoppable one.Rhenat is seated from across the room with Dion and Declan standing at the entrance. They are staring at me expectantly, wanting to know what I'll do.I tip my head towards the door. "I'll leave you alone for now," I tell Rhenat. "I need to speak to my brothers and find a way to stop Clifton from ruining everything."Rhenat nods. "Yes, Alpha. I will put a call through to you when it's done.""When what is done? Can the both of you be inclusive at least
~Zegulf~The marking is complete. At least, I think it is. But it doesn't look like she's breathing well. Her breaths are coming slowly, and I'm terrified that she might be dying on me. It's not supposed to be this way. The marking between Werewolves is supposed to be a beautiful euphoric experience. But I'm not certain it would be the same with a Moon-made. I stare at the Cabal and they stare back at me, confusion on their faces. 'Yes, I'm confused as well.' I whine internally.When I spoke to Kadila earlier about marking Xyana tonight, she told me to go ahead and mark her that her presence wouldn't be needed. Now I think I need her because I'm clueless as to what to do since Xyana is barely breathing. Panic is threatening to take hold of me as I mind-link my Beta, Xavier to bring Kadila over.I can feel all the little hairs on my body stand up as if I’m inside some giant electromagnetic field. Pressing my ear to Xyana's fairly warm chest, I listen to the barely audible heartbeat
~Zegulf~I let Xyana spend the rest of her day in my room sulking.She had thought I would finally agree to let her go, but If only she knew that she was asking for the impossible. Letting her go isn't a sentence I want to be associated with. Not when the Moon Goddess gave her to me on a platter. I have a woman any Alpha would die to mark. A woman who can easily bring even the most powerful Alpha to his knees. It's sad that she has no idea who or what she is and how much power she holds.Towards the evening, the Alpha's Cabal, Roldolf, Ezra, and Thaddeus, arrived at my private chamber. I had the guards set up the room with a round table that would bring all of us together because I asked them to bring Xyana over as I wanted to introduce her to them.Xyana stops at the door, confusion shrouding her face as she stares from me to the three other men in the room."Come on in, Firefly," I call her fondly, waving at her.Slowly, she pushes her b