All Chapters of Kill to Have Me Back: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

°° HÉCTOR °°I partially expected things to fall through like this, so it's not a complete surprise. I only hoped there might be even the slightest bit of change to prove my doubts wrong.I reach forth to squeeze Xendaya's shoulder, and she turns to me with guilt and disappointment etched in her pretty eyes. I smile. “Eat up. You've barely had any dinner in your belly yet.” Patting her back twice, I walk out of the dining room, ignoring Cassie's angry glare burning the side of my face. I head straight to the underground cellar. My mother already stood by the counter, helping herself with a glass of wine. Oh, not just any wine. The white Grincely wine I got her yesterday. I join her by the counter, taking the bottle from her to help her with unwrapping the foil. “You're not mad right? He's just a pub.’’ “I never asked for your help.’’ She snaps, ignoring my question.“C'mon now. I got it for you so I might as well do the unveiling.’’ ‘‘That painting was you, wasn't it?’’ She asks

°° KLEIN °°By the time we crossed into Black Fur Pack, the celebration was already underway.Late. Prolly half way gone by now maybe? But it was never my thing to arrive early at these meetings. I always ruled the place, gracing the gathering with my presence. And I backed that by arriving last after every other guest should have arrived. Anyone who comes in after me then becomes the object of lateness. It is an outdoor marquee ceremony at the square of the pack. Just enough space to contain the nuisance. The beta notices me first, and he immediately rushes over to welcome us, unable to hide his surprise. He leads us to the Alphas seating, a separated section from the multitude with rounded tables. Each for two Alphas and their mates; that's a total of four persons a table. I don't miss the stares from the other Alphas as we walked through. No hard feelings but I had my nerves strung tight, observing for the worst. I can barely meet their gazes or try to socialize, and I just kn

°° KLEIN °°“Hey? Are you there?’’ Saxon kept calling on the phone. “She's here.’’ I said near whisper, my eyes fixed on my mate as she approached quietly. Unbotheted.“Who is? Aurelia?”“I'll call you again.’’ I end the call, focusing completely on Azalea now. She has also recognised me from afar off, but again that nonchalant look sat on her face. She stops inches away, her gaze moving up behind me. What I suppose would be the sign where is was boldly written ‘Ladies Restroom’ in italics. Her gaze travels back down at me, and Xaia skips against my ribs. She smiles. A smile that didn't reach her eyes. “I understand you may have walked your Luna here, but this is the ladies restroom. It is not very convenient to have a male supervising the entrance.’’ That knocked me off whatever dreamy imaginations were going on in my head. ‘‘W-what?’’Her face didn't move. “Anyone could mistake you for a pervert and clearly you're not one. Right?’’I step back. What was that? A perverted sec

°° HÉCTOR °°Nothing ever felt as satisfying as the amount of silence that sleeps in after my voice. Meaning everyone is listening with rapt attention so the speech I'm about to share would sink deeply in their heads. You're just about to go completely crazy, Klein. Whatever piece of stability is left in that derailed mind of his, I'll make sure every last bit of it is ruined. “This announcement is basically to formally introduce my Luna to all of you.’’ I say, tightening my grip around Xendaya's waist, which Klein’s gaze has refused to break off of since we got here. Obviously he still doesn't get it. He won't bring himself to digest the thought that Xendaya is now my Luna except someone tells him. So I'm just about to do that. “Meet Xendaya Delrico. The woman the moon goddess decided to bless my fate with. My mate. My Luna. And the one behind ShadowFang’s unmatchable success these past years as you all already know.’’ Every line I said, I laced it with heavy emotions that carr

°°AZALEA °°“Mmmh…’’ I toss over sleepily as Héctor presses another kiss on my cheek. But he stubbornly pours more kisses on my ear, forcing a groggy chuckle from my lips. He squeezes my shoulder, caressing my arm softly. “You have to get up now.’’‘‘What time is it?’’“Past 9am.”We were at it for nearly three hours last night. Every single muscle in my body ached like hell. And my face was definitely another hell of a mess, puffed up with excess sleep after pressing against too many unnamable surfaces last night. An exhausted yawn comes off my lips as I stretch out on the bed, meeting Héctor coy gaze with a light smirk at the corner of his lips. ‘‘What?’’ Maybe I shouldn't have asked, since I definitely already knew what the coyly look is all about. But it just felt too awkward and might have gotten even more if I didn't ask. He shrugs, helping me out of the bed which wasn't really necessary but useful. “Will you permit me to talk about last night?’’ My face heats up immediate