Chapter 37

Xavier’s Pov

“I am not your property and you can’t give me as a gift to some sick pervert. You have no right.” Luna cried.

They say emotions make us weak.

I wondered if those statements were true as I watched my mate crying in front of me. The love and protectiveness I felt for her were at their peak. Her vulnerable state was making me weak. It was hard- almost impossible, to not pull her in my arm and tell her the truth. If I did so, and God knew I wanted to do so badly, then all my plan would turn into dust. Into nothingness.

But I say emotions make us human.

Without it, we would be only an animal. A feral animal that understood nothing but instinct. And I was neither animal nor human. I was a mixture of both. A Lycan.

We, Lycan, were a mythical creature. Magic ran through our vein. A single body was home to two souls, one beast and another human. Beast was controll