[Xavier]He had parked his car at the same place where he had parked earlier and waited eagerly for his mate. He wouldn't say that he had dressed to the nines, but this time he had put a little more effort in getting dressed. He glanced at his watch for the fifth time.Checking the time every 5 seconds won't make her arrive any sooner, Leikos jibed. He was still mad about not being able to meet Erica. Oh shut up, Xavier groused. A soft clacking of heels caught his attention. His eyes travelled to the side-view mirror, and the sight made his breath hitch.Erica had definitely put more thought in dressing this time as well. She was beautiful, and the attire made her look even more beautiful. The blue shade of her dress somehow matched with her eyes. He got out of the car and received her with a hug. He grasped her hands lightly and softly kissed both the knuckles. "You l

[Erica]"How many times will you look at the mirror? Had I known better, I would have assumed that you are a narcissist," Lana commented drily while she sat cross-legged on her bed. Once again, Erica had asked for her friend's help for the outfit. Lana had picked out a beautiful, off-shoulder, emerald A-line dress, and matched it with silver hoops. She had dragged Erica to the town, and they had done shopping for quite a long time. Josh had been sulky when he came to know about their impromptu shopping trip."You did not even bother to ask me," he had whined, earning a smack at the back of his head from Lana, "Shut up. You went to the nightclub the other day. Did you ask us?" Her withering glare shut him up. However, he kept sulkily pouting the entire day. Erica poked her head out of the washroom to see Lana scowling at the phone. She grimaced, "Yes because I am not used to wearing such clothes". She walked out and picked up her purse. She felt jittery. Drake was supposed to escort

[Al]"What are you talking about?" he chuckled nervously. He was trembling inside. Drake's eyes looked murderous. He was seething, "Don't pretend to be ignorant". His alpha tone immediately made him cower. He sputtered, "Li-listen to me — " but he did not know what excuse he could give. Drake did not let him speak anyway as he wrapped his fingers around his throat and slammed him against the wall. Fear coursed through his veins instantly as he felt his eyes bug out. Involuntarily he started thrashing violently, trying to pry away Drake's fingers, then tried to claw his face or inflict some kind of injury, but to no avail. The more he struggled, the more Drake's fingers tightened. "Dr-drake, pl-lease...I-I can't br-breath", he managed to stutter out, struggling to keep his breathing normal. But Drake did not budge. The guy standing in front of him was not a caring lover, but an alpha who has been betrayed. "Good, I would have strangled you to death, but I need answers," the alpha spa

[Xavier]The good old dungeon in the castle served the purpose of an interrogation room. The dungeons had been refurbished. The cells were replaced with small rooms and CCTVs had been installed. There in total 10 interrogating rooms which also acted as a prison sometimes. While Xavier hasn't had to use all of these rooms on the campus, that was not the case outside of the campus. Unlike the humans, supernatural had a harsh way of punishing the guilty so the prison cells were rarely put to use. Their footsteps echoed on the polished floor. Arnold was already there, waiting. He could feel that Drake was tensed, his back straight as if strung on a live wire. The area was brightly lit with fluorescence lights. A few guards were standing at the doorway. They bowed as both the Alphas entered. Arnold was standing outside the door of the room where Axel supposedly was. "Did he try to fight or show any kind of violence?" Xavier asked as soon as they were near the room. Arnold shook his head.

[Erica]Before she could react and do something... anything, her vision is shrouded in black and then she is back in that inky black forest. The only difference — the shadow man no longer lurked in the shadows. Elias stood in front of her. Her guess was correct. "What happened after that? Tell me," she demanded. Her heart was still beating fast. The image of the child falling sends cold shivers down her spine. Was he saved? "Don't worry, Little One. Rosamond saved him in time," came the calm reply. Erica exhaled slowly, her nerves calming a little. Now that she was no longer worried, she looked at Elias. He did not look a day older than what he had looked so many centuries ago. There was a soft glow about him, like a shroud of light that illuminated his form. "Was this the 'history' you were talking about?" Erica asked bitterly. Elias nodded, "I wished to reveal my identity a little l