Fourth Wing Xaden Pov Chapter 27 Novels & Stories

Theda POV I could feel my heart pounding in my chest as I struggled to maintain my composure under Alpha Tyler's scrutinizing gaze. His eyes bore into mine with an intensity that sent shivers down my spine, making it difficult for me to hold my ground. But I knew I had to confront him, to demand answers for the pain he had caused me. Summoning every ounce of strength, I took a deep breath, my voice quivering slightly as I spoke. "Alpha Tyler, I thought our bond was unbreakable. But I was wrong." My voice wavered, betraying my vulnerability despite my best efforts to remain composed.

You are fucked. Guess we took the challenge too far and now I curse myself for the embarrassment I am going to have to suffer each time I look into Gabriel's gray eyes. I just realised that we went too far because I was an Alpha in the making. What would that indicate? A whore alpha. Hell no, I guess I am doomed for trusting my crazy hormones. Sighing, I gather my things and exit to the West wing. ♥♥♥♥♥♥♥ This has been a hell week of awkwardness. After what happened with me and Gabriel last time after training, things have been a lot weird.

His throat was raw as he growled low, “You’re going to be so fucking mine tonight. Fucking mine for the first time.” He didn’t need to say more. I was already dripping, aching for the taste of him. Xavier moved toward me again, his hands strong but gentle as they lifted me up onto the table. It was silvery metallic, large and strong enough to carry my weight. He spread my legs slowly, watching the hungry desire bloom in my eyes. His fingers traced the slick folds of my pussy, teasing my swollen clit until I was trembling, my breath short and ragged. “Look at you,” he whispered, his voice hoarse. “So wet for me. I’m going to ruin you, Ava. I'm going to make you scream my name.”

BOOK 3: Chapter 43: The Edge of Surrender God, she can’t stop laughing—breathless, reckless laughter tumbling from her lips as her back presses hard against the wall, her body caught between resistance and surrender. Her chest rises and falls, lips parted, eyes fluttering like they can’t decide whether to stay open or shut. Adrian's touch is relentless, and her mind, her reasoning, everything that once rooted her firmly in right and wrong, dissolves into something shapeless.

He leaned in closer, his breath brushing Zade’s cheek, hot enough to melt whatever resolve remained. “You kissed me,” Xander reminded him softly. Zade clenched his fists. “It was an accident.” “Then why did it feel real?” Because Zade had panicked. Because his instincts slipped. Because for one cursed second, he wanted the heat, the pressure, the dominance— He pushed the thoughts away. “I’m tired,” Zade whispered. “I can’t do this with you.” Xander eased back one inch but didn’t step away. “What happened during the incident in Chapter 5… it wasn’t something I can forget,” he murmured.

The rogues definitely didn’t want the confrontation and I watched in amazement as they quickly dispersed, picking up the body of their fallen comrade. Xaden continued to glare at them, only shifting back to normal when they were all gone. He looked over at me and drew me close for a warm embrace. He stroked my hair and held my chin up, planting a gentle kiss on my lips. I leaned into him and kissed him passionately. I clutched tightly to the safety of his presence

Yves said which made Xyenth looked at Xavy who was pouting. She chuckled and bend her knees to match his face and kissed both of his cheeks. END OF CHAPTER 43

“Nothing more to say?” More silence, frightful and awkward. “Very well,” he growled, low and through clenched teeth. “So be it.” Xaden lowered his hand and I—fully expecting a mere lift to my feet—took it. Instead, he swept me up into his arms, cradling me against his broad, warm chest as if I were the most precious thing. A small gasp slipped past my lips. “Xaden,” I whispered, blushing, “I can walk—”

Chapter 42: BURN EVERYTHING TO THE GROUND Xander – Crescent Moon Pack, Arena The arena stretched before me like a vast, jagged wound in the earth, its dark stones standing in stark contrast to the pale light of dawn that began to seep over the horizon. This was no ordinary battleground—it was a place of finality, where destinies were forged in blood and pain. The air felt suffocating, charged with the weight of countless lives that had been decided in this very space. Each breath I took tasted like dust and anticipation, a sharp reminder that today, everything would change.

His other hand holding his chest as he dramatically speaks, "You can trust me to take very good care of your friend." "Lemon boy." They all look towards Xavier's direction. Aster's stomach sinks. "Um?" Khai breathes. Xavier pushes his chair back and walks away, "I'm heading back to class." "Xav, wait!" She stands up, breaking free from Khai's hold. She calls for him again but Xavier ignores her. She huffs and sits back down, finishing her food that has gotten cold. "Hey, I don't know what that was about but I'm so-"