…Mekayla POV…I am running as fast as I can down the corridor away from the Doctor's Rooms; as I turn around, I watch as Xavien comes running after me. I do not want to walk into a place that is only going to cause me even more heartache than I already have. It feels like my life is ending; I don't want anything to happen now that Xavien and I have found each other. Yes, I might be overreacting but I know that something is not right. I am not doing this; I don't care who says what.But this running is not helping, I am only getting out of breath, and soon I shall collapse to the ground from exhaustion. I guess I am my own worst enemy, for I have just made myself feel even weaker than I was before. So I start to slow down, and as I look back, I see Xavien gain his ground and come to stand next to me. Then the man has a stupid grin on his face."What do you find so amusing?""For someone that is sick, you can run quite fast.""Or it is just you t

…Xavien POV…Mekayla, in a strange way, has now gone calm, I think, even though I truly don't think it is the right word to say, but she is relieved that she knows what it is now. At least now we know what we are fighting for.But first, I know of a little woman that needs a good spanking for she has just slapped me on my ass. Before she even knows what I am doing, I throw her over my shoulder and start to carry her out of the kitchen to the bedroom. She kicks and wiggles as best as she can, but I hold her firmly in place."Xavien." She softly whispers. "Put me down.""Sorry, I can't do that, princess.""I have two feet. I can walk.""Nah, I am not letting you get away."I take her to the bed and drop her down onto the mattress. Her body bounces, and she nearly falls off from the side. I go to catch her, and I lay down comfortably next to her."I love you, but for slapping my ass..." I pull her closer into my arms, "Now please le

…Xavien POV…As the ambulance gets to the hospital, we find Doctor Wilson is already waiting for us on the steps. But the moment that Mekayla sees the wheelchair, she changes her mind."I will not go in there if you put me in that thing. I can walk!""Princess, you are still very weak; please, you won't be able to walk so far.""No, Xavien, I say no wheelchair."I nod to Doctor Wilson that very reluctantly pushes it away. He comes and helps them to help her out of the ambulance. The instant he sees how pale her face is looking, he is immediately concerned."Let's get you to a bed; I need to do more tests.""No tests!"If I thought that coming to the hospital mean that they can do tests, it seems that I have completely misunderstood the concept of why we are here."Mekayla, please, remember how we said they must see what is wrong?""Yes?""Now, Princess, they need to do tests to see what has changed from the last ti

…Mekayla POV…We have just received the most incredible news; as Xavien would say, that miracle that we were hoping for has now come true. I could never understand the blind faith that he has in something that I never could see and least of all believed. If it were not for him that kept on pushing me to my limits and even beyond that, we would not be sitting in this room and finding out that there is no blood clot at all. Xavien is that rock that I have leaned on all my life, and I can honestly say that I am grateful that he has not given up on me for even one day at all.I, along with Xavien, have not stopped crying since we have heard the news. Xavien is holding me tighter than I think he has ever done before. He is sobbing even louder than I am; there is some part of me that must fight the urge not to giggle back at him. But his cries are pure sounds of relief. All the pain and uncertainty are washing away with every single tear that falls down his cheek.

...Xavien POV...Leaving her in there with him is driving me insane. The man looks like nothing but trouble, no wonder she has not mentioned him before. And by the looks of him, he was obviously not worth mentioning in the first place.As I stand here against the door, I cannot hear much of what is going on. I keep on telling myself she is fine and if she is not that she will call me.And then, just as I feared, I hear her scream. I grab hold of my gun and burst through the door only to find the bastard raising his hand to my princess."Get your hands off her!"The minute he sees me raising my gun and walk toward him, he drops his hand and looks at me with a goddam grin on his."Wipe that shit off your face and get your fucking hands off her."The minute he lets go, she runs straight into my arms. Her soft historical sobs are enough to get my blood boiling. It seems that someone needs to be taught how to have respect for a woman. Unfortunately for