Thanks for reading. I'm out for today phew! Thanks for voting and commenting. Mia and Xavier are so close yet so far away from each other. They still have more to discover. Anyway, I want to hear your theories about the pair and predictions.
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
“Where are we going?” Xavier’s sceptical voice asked as the carriage drove him and Mia away from the Palace. Mia had stepped into his inner court and asked him out on a date. He had a lot to attend to, but she had never asked him out before and he couldn’t turn her down the first time she did. Besides, he wanted alone time with her as well. If he could get a week off his responsibilities, he’d take her off to the royal resort and spend every moment with her. For now, they made do with what they had. So he dropped everything and said yes. There had been mischievousness in his little wife since they stepped into the carriage earlier. There was something she wasn’t telling him, and from the look of things, she planned a surprise for him. His heart skipped at the thought of what she planned out for them. Yet he didn’t know why she bothered. He couldn’t tell her plans just by looking at her. She looked beautiful and radiant, as always. Today, she wore
His eyes lifted and locked on hers. His heartbeat increased and his body became alert at her closeness. He almost leaned in and kissed her lips, but he held himself back and glance down. “I don’t think I’m a great king. I’m hardly a good one and many people have seen my dark side.” “Many people might have seen your dark side, but I’ve seen the good side.” she leaned into him, tiptoeing so that her lips could meet his. He kissed back immediately, his response desperate, and he pulled her closer to himself. This felt right, she felt right, more than anything else. Her soft lips tasted so sweet he could kiss her all day. He pulled back, panting after about a minute. “We shouldn’t,” he cleared his throat, “we are out in the open.” “My king is conservative.” She teased. He chuckled and nod his head, “I don’t think you’d like to fuck me in the dirt while the horses watch.” he told her, glancing at the horses s
Mia barely close her eyes that night. The memories of what happened burnt in her brain and with every blink of her lashes, she saw a flash of the horror that took place on the way back from the ranch. At this point, she was straining her eyes to keep them awake. It’s been three days and yet no sleep. How could she? When her husband the Alpha king turned into a monster out of nowhere and killed four travellers who came up to her asking for nothing more than just directions? If they had attacked her, he would have been defending her, but this wasn’t defending. This was a cruel attack, and for what? He didn’t get her to say I love you back. She felt sick in her stomach whenever she thought back to those men being ripped from limb to limb and their blood splashed all over the road, carriage and also on her. She felt filthy that night, filthier than she ever felt. It became a point of duty to scrub, washed and get their blood off her body. After hours of unending washing, she cleaned her