Xander's POV
I Turn to him, “you staying?” I ask, voice low.
He tilts his head, smiling like he already knows the answer. “If you want me to.”
“I do.” The words come out without hesitation. I stand up still holding his hand, and pull him to his feet. Deciding Zach looks comfortable enough on the large sofa. I lead Max to my room.
shutting the door behind us. I immediately feel more relaxed as we’re closed into privacy. Max quietly walks to the chair beside my window and kicks off his shoes. And pulls his hoodie over his head. I watch as he drops it onto the back of the chair. Something about him undressing so casually in my space warms me. And I realise It, the first time, but it already feels so natural. He strips off to his boxers, and I start to follow suit. I wa
Xander's POV 🌶️🌶️I don’t let go of Max’s hand, and he doesn’t either. His grip is firm, possessive, as he leads me up two flights of stairs. His stride is purposeful, almost aggressive, but he doesn’t say a word. The silence between us is thick with tension, electric, like the calm before a storm. I can feel my heart pounding in my chest, anticipation curling low in my belly as we reach what must be his door.Max unlocks it with one hand, never letting go of mine, and practically drags me inside. Before I can even process where we are, he spins me around and pins me against the wall beside the door. His mouth crashes into mine, hungry, demanding,claimingme in a way that leaves no room for hesitation. His hands are everywhere at once, pulling my shirt out of my pants, fingers fumbling with the buttons. I do the same to him, desperate to f
Xander's POVI head out to drive over to Silver dawn.Dad’s ahead of me in his truck, but I take my SUV so I can head home tonight — or maybe tomorrow morning if Max wants me to stay. We haven’t talked about that yet, but gods, I hope he wants me to.The Pack House is chaos when I pull up. People are everywhere, darting in and out of the house and gardens, scrambling to finish preparations even though the party kicks off in half an hour. I follow Dad inside and up the stairs to the Alpha’s office.“Xander, Uncle Lucas — you’re early?!” Seb’s voice calls from the landing above us. He’s got Rebecca pressed against him, her back to the banister. He jogs down to greet us, leaving her behind.
Xander's POVI resist the urge to deal with my frustration in the shower, deciding instead to hold out for the real thing later with Max. I wash quickly, head into the wardrobe, and pull-on black shorts and a t-shirt.When I walk into the living area, the guys are all slouched on bar stools, looking glum. None of us says a word — we just fall into step and head downstairs to the kitchen for breakfast.“Morning, you lot,” Dad greets us as I stride over to the island, grabbing the cafetière and four mugs.“Morning,” we chorus back.Mum kisses my cheek as she sets down a massive plate of bacon. We tuck in, the chatter light but minimal, everyone lost in
Xander's POV 🌶️The buzzing of a phone drags me out of the fog of sleep, and I blink groggily, my body still pressed tightly against Max. My chest moulds to his back, his skin warm and smooth under my arm. His slow, rhythmic breathing tells me he’s still deep in sleep, blissfully unaware. I glance over my shoulder, but my phone is off and charging on the nightstand—his phone must be the culprit. I shift slightly, and that’s when I feel it. My body is more than awake, my cock hard and pressing insistently against the curve of his lower back.Max lets out a faint groan, shifting just enough to press back into me. The friction sends a jolt of electricity straight through me, and I can’t help the soft moan that escapes my lips. My breath hitches, and he moves again, this time more deliberately, pressing his ass against my arousal. Damn, that feels good. He’s awake now—I can feel it in the way his body tenses slightly, then relaxes, giving in to the sensation, his breathing and heart rate
Xander's POVI Turn to him, “you staying?” I ask, voice low.He tilts his head, smiling like he already knows the answer. “If you want me to.”“I do.” The words come out without hesitation. I stand up still holding his hand, and pull him to his feet. Deciding Zach looks comfortable enough on the large sofa. I lead Max to my room.shutting the door behind us. I immediately feel more relaxed as we’re closed into privacy. Max quietly walks to the chair beside my window and kicks off his shoes. And pulls his hoodie over his head. I watch as he drops it onto the back of the chair. Something about him undressing so casually in my space warms me. And I realise It, the first time, but it already feels so natural. He strips off to his boxers, and I start to follow suit. I wa
Xander's POVThe car is silent all the way back from Night Howlers. Four long hours with nothing but the hum of the tyres and my own mind chewing itself raw. Three years. No visits. No messages. No Zahra.She’s one of my closest friends, like a sister.‘A sexy sister,’ Atlas growls in my head.‘Cut that out. We don’t think of her like that.’‘Who are you kidding? I’m literally inside your head, Xander. You can’t lie to me.’‘We’re with Max and Medus now,’ I snap, trying to slam that door shut before it goes anywhere.The relief of telling my parents, Zach, and Zahra about me and Max still lingers — it’s like a mountain I didn’t even realise I was carrying has been lifted off my shoulders. For some reason, Zahra’s opinion mattered more than everyone else’s put together. Her quiet words, that steady reassurance… I’ll never forget them.My arms feel empty without her in them now. She fit there perfectly on the way up, and I don’t think I’ve ever slept so well in a car before.Zach’s thu