"Ow! Daniel that fucking hurts, cut it out!" I growled, swatting his hand away from my leg. "Well sorry, I need to check how well it's healing. And since it still hurts I'm guessing it's not healing as fast as Sara hoped," he muttered. I glared at him and stood up from the couch. He immediately moved to help me but stopped when I growled at him. "I can walk just fine on my own," I snapped and he raised his hands up in surrender. "Calm down Rox. What's up with you? You've been really short with everyone for the past few days, what's wrong?" He asked gently. "It's my wolf," I admitted. "Is she bothering you?" He asked. I bit my cheek as my mind veered back to all those years ago, the day I shifted for the first time. "He." "What?" He looked at me with eyes full of confusion. "My wolf's a he," I told him. "Does Xavier know about this?" Daniel asked and I shook my head. "You realize you're going to have to tell him, right?" I nodded slowly, letting out a tired sigh. "Ye
I slammed my head against the stone floor as hard as I could. The pain that immediately bloomed across my forehead was nothing compared to the agony ripping through my skull and tearing down my spine. A scream escaped my lips, tears relentlessly streaming down my face. "Please," I sobbed, "Just make it stop." I clawed at my head, desperately willing the pain to end. "Roxie, stop fighting it." I looked up at Xavier; he was kneeling in front of me, his face screwed up in pain as he watched. "Make it stop please," I begged. I could barely breathe. "Just stop it please, I can't do this." He held my face, his thumb gently running along my skin. "Come on little wolf, you're so close this time, I can't force you through this again." He pressed a kiss onto my temple and another sob racked through my chest. "I wish I could take the pain away, I'm so sorry Roxie." He said he would do this as many times as I asked him to, but the tortured look on his face told me it might kill him to do it e
If Xavier walked in, he would see everything. The steam slightly obscured the view through the glass shower door a little but I still found myself glancing over every few seconds. He just turned on the water and then disappeared, leaving me to strip down and scrub the blood from my skin by myself. I had no idea how to describe the feeling that had settled in my stomach. I was so worried he'd come back but I was also a little disappointed that he left so quickly. What did you expect him to do? I paused a little at the sound of my wolf's voice in my head. Well I don't know, he sounded like he was going to help me clean the blood off, I murmured. If you didn't seem more frightened than a cornered rabbit, then he might have, he scoffed. Ouch. "Roxanne?" My head snapped up and I covered myself in panic but Xavier was still outside the bathroom. "Yeah?" I called. "You okay in there? It's been almost 40 minutes." I bit my cheek. "I'm okay, the water just felt nice," I mumbled, earni
They're everywhere. I can smell them and feel them―oh my Goddess. I could hear snarling and shouting and the sound of snapping bones. My skin was crawling under their rough hands. They left sticky trails of blood behind and the sensation forced bile into my throat. "Help me please," I sobbed but a firm hand curled around my arm just as the words left my mouth. My pulse throbbed in my temples and my fingers were going numb. I flailed, desperately trying to get the hands off but they just kept grabbing. It felt like I was drowning. A hand firmly gripped my jaw and the growl that sounded as my head was forced upwards startled me. I jolted, the rogues' hands disappearing almost instantly as my eyes snapped open. My chest was heaving and I felt like I couldn't get enough air in but it didn't matter. They were gone. "Roxanne? You with me?" Xavier's voice echoed in my ears and I closed my eyes again, curling in on myself. He saw all of it. "I'm with you," I murmured. His grip on my jaw t
I couldn't find the right words so I remained silent. I chewed on the inside of my cheek as Xavier scooped me up into his arms and held me tight against his chest. I kept my arms wrapped tightly around myself, letting my head rest against his shoulder as I tried to ignore the tingling in my extremities. My hands started to grow sweaty as he carried me up the stairs, past my bedroom . . . and into his. He went directly to his bathroom and my stomach flipped when he put me down so that I was sitting on the counter. He grabbed a washcloth from a cabinet and ran it under the faucet. Just as I went to ask what he was doing, he brought the towel up to my face and I flinched as he ran it over my cheek. He paused. "Is this okay?" I swallowed down the fear creeping back up my throat and gave him a tiny nod. There was nothing but focus as he cleaned the blood off of my face before moving to my arms and my hands. I had no clue how to process the emotions barreling through my mind. My wolf w
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I woke up shaking and covered in sweat again. I had no recollection of my dream—or nightmare, but that was nothing new. The arm around my waist was very new though and I almost screamed when it tightened abruptly. I held my breath as I stared at the wall; I could feel every part of my alpha's body pressed right up against my back. Every part. I could hear my wolf’s amused chuckle as I tried desperately not to move. The thoughts of what Xavier might do if I woke him up right now ran through my head and it sent a trill of fear through me. Then I felt a sudden ache between my thighs. Oh fuck not this again, I whimpered. It was so uncomfortable and left me reeling in confusion. How the hell could I be scared and aroused at the same time? Maybe I am insane. “What are you thinking about?” Xavier’s voice was still raspy with sleep and the sound sent a shiver down my spine. A blush crept onto my cheeks. “Nothing,” I said. He kissed the top of my head and pulled me closer. “Sure doesn’t sm
Xavier Just as I thought she was going to fall asleep again, she said she was ready to leave. I shoved down my disappointment and just nodded. I opened my arms so she could wriggle out, then smiled a little when she pulled at the blankets to cover her bare lower half. "Wait here, I'll grab you some clothes," I said. I swore internally as I stood up, adjusting my pants that were still painfully tight. "Okay," she squeaked out, her cheeks crimson. I hummed to myself as I walked down the hall to her room. There wasn't much in her dresser, so it only took a minute to find her a clean set of clothes. I found myself pausing in the doorway, glancing around with a small frown. Roxanne had been here for a couple of weeks now and barely left this room when she first arrived, but she hadn't done anything to make the space hers. If I hadn't left all the decorations when I moved to the room down the hall, it wouldn't look used at all. Just move back in here with her, my wolf suggested. No, I s