Another chapter as promised. Thank you for reading. If I can, I will put another chapter up before my day ends. I want to hear from you guys now. What do you think about the moments? Xavier with Mia and his mom Queen Layla. Thanks for the votes. And thank you for pointing out those minor errors, I already corrected them. Again, thank you. Leave your comments and reviews
Mia saw Xavier struggle as he revealed a part of his past, especially his estranged relationship with his father. It seemed to have begun many years ago, and she understood why he had a difficult time getting along with him. He didn’t have to tell her. Those were parts anyone would try to hide away, yet he wanted her to know. He trusted her. He didn’t want to be like his father, though, and looking at Xavier now, she knew he was nothing like him. He was a good man and king, and every day he worked to get even better. She didn’t want to shut him down. He communicated healthily and encouraging him would go a long way. He had given up so much for the throne, some of which she still didn’t know about. If she could help him gain back even a little, she wanted to try. She wasn’t just his wife and Queen; she was his Luna now. “Have you ever wished for another life?” her head swivelled to give him an angled glance. “More times than I can count,”
“Dying wasn’t part of our agreement.” The reply he had given a while ago echoed in his ears as they made their way through the palace hallway and towards her chambers. Things got a little awkward since he said those words and they couldn't deny it. But if he had the chance to go back, he would still say the same thing. He didn’t want her dead because he no longer saw a world without her in it. That world flashed in his eyes when he saw the stake launch towards her earlier. It was an unbearable life, one he wouldn’t want to be in. So he saved her. He needed her, he still wanted her and the nightmares she brought him. It was a scary reality he was getting used to. He knew his feelings were genuine and strong for her, and they grew every day, but he didn’t want to project that on her or put them in a complicated place. So, he gave the excuse of the agreement to her. Once they reached her door, he broke the silence. “Are you sure you didn’t hurt something? You don’t want me calling t
Her eyes were still shut when he pulled out of her. He took his cum-covered hands into his mouth and sucked it dry. “Turn around,” he ordered and her eyes fluttered to see him already off the bed and staring down at her. “What?” she dragged out. Her orgasm had knocked the air out, and her senses only started returning a few seconds ago. She doubted she could do what he wanted. She was still trembling and sensitive, but the look on his face told her he wasn’t giving her much option. This felt like yesterday. Only he gave her time to recover her strength before telling her about his plans to go again. “I need you. I need to have you. Do it now!” he growled, his need getting the best of him. Her core clenched at his possessiveness, coming to life, and she scrambled onto her hands and knees, awaiting his entrance into her. He took his time, gazing at her from behind, and she felt his eyes trail from her legs up to the back of her thigh and further up. He liked whatever he saw because
Mia's eyes fluttered at the ray of sunlight in her room. She twirled around a little in bed, but when her head turned around, she didn’t find Xavier beside her. Her heart tightened painfully in her chest, but she quickly told herself to get over it. It wasn’t his first time leaving and it shouldn’t surprise or hurt her anymore, but it did. No matter what she told herself. His actions were always going to hurt her. However, she would not show it. She would not confront him. That would only make her look weak, and she didn't want to look weak. The door to the bathroom opened while she contemplated how to get out of bed and behold, Xavier stood before it. He had his trousers on but had nothing covering his upper body but for his long back hair which fell over his shoulders. His gorgeous shoulders which she'd trailed kisses on last night. He rested his shoulder against the wall and crossed his hands over his chest and his biceps flexed as a result. Mia dragged a
Mia saw the way Xavier stared around the temple and his body language denoted that he didn’t want to be here. She had practically dragged him along like always, but she couldn’t come alone. Today, Jared and Lydia would unite as mates in holy matrimony and she had to honour their invitation. They sent a letter a month ago informing her about the set date and time of their union. Mia was excited and happy for them, and she informed Xavier about their invitation. He barely gave a reaction to her news. Mia didn’t blame him. He barely knew Jared or Lydia. She, however, knew them both. Being in attendance was the least she could do and Xavier came along because he was her husband and, more importantly, because he wanted her to be safe. Who better to keep her safe than her possessive gorgeous king? Jared and Lydia chose the temple at the south capital and they wanted a simple union, but there was no such thing as simplicity when the king and queen were in atte
“Mia!” he repeated, his fascination lingering in his deep voice. “It’s nice to meet you.” He stretched his hand out to her and when she took it; he brought it to his lips and placed a tender kiss on it. Mia's skin crawled at the contact of his lips on her skin. She thought he would just shake her hand and she didn’t expect the kiss that followed. She knew at this point Xavier was red with anger, if not more, but he had to behave. They were in an open gathering and he couldn’t act out. This would get her into deep trouble, but she didn’t care. She wanted the trouble. “The pleasure is mine,” she said, forcing on a smile. The young server returned with her grape wine in a golden goblet and he handed it over to her. His eyes took notice of her and then Blake beside her before travelling to the back where the alpha king stood and his eyes displayed panic as if he was the one in trouble. Mia smiled at him, took the cup, nodded at B
It wasn’t the first time Mia had slept in his room in the past months, but it was the first time he woke up and didn’t find her in his arms. He wanted to always wake up to her in his arms, sleeping soundly, mumbling sweet nothing. Then he would spend the first hour of waking, playing with her curly, coarse red hair. When she’d finally wake to stare at him with her adorable amber eyes kissed by the sun itself, he’d smile and greet her. Those routines got him ready for the day. Waking up without her didn’t feel right. It sucked, and he didn’t like it. He knew he’d have to let her go sooner than later and the very thought hurt him. He had suggested the one-year agreement to her without thinking about what it meant. Mia was a creature of beauty both inside and out and he didn’t realise it then. If he did, he would have made their agreement longer than a year. It would have been selfish, but he would have had more time holding onto her. This all would have been an easy fit if his feeli
“How do I not know this?” Mia asked, climbing down the stairs of the balcony along with Edward. She lifted her long blue gown with her hands to help keep her graceful step while racing down. “You should know by now that your husband is just as secretive as the listeners he confines in, or worse, the cave shamans,” Edward replies. Edward had barged into her study a few minutes ago while she read throug the records or the maidens’ council. He asked her if she knew what today was and she told him it was the third day of the week and the fifteenth day of March. He then asked if she knew today was Xavier’s birthday, to which she replied no. Then he told her it was. Mia didn’t believe it at first. She had woken up in the alpha king’s bed today, but he didn’t inform her about his special day. If he did, she would have remembered instead of staring at Edward like an idiot when he broke the news to her. Edward spent most of his days with his father, the alpha of alphas, and went with him on