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"Focus on her. Her face, her body, her voice. You must feel her. Then push the pain back to her." In New York, Mr. X has gone from kissing her lips to kissing her neck and chest as he undresses her. Ada helps Mr. X out of his. "Shower," Mr. X orders before ripping her pants off. He picks her up and carries her to the bathroom. She admires his muscular body. He has no hair past his neck. He does have tattoos. A phoenix on his chest, the red and orange wings stretch down his arms. The head of the bird his resting on his chest below his collarbone. Ada runs her fingers down the green and purple body to his boxers. Mr. X smiles at her curiosity,

“But I’m not rushing it. You push too hard, and you’ll tear it open again.” “I’ve had worse.” “I don’t care about worse.” His tone hardened slightly. “You have me now.” I met his gaze. Steady. Unshakable. “Why?” I asked before I could stop myself. “Why are you doing this? You could have anyone. Someone unbroken.” Xander’s hand stilled. He let the silence stretch for a moment before answering. “Because you didn’t break,” he said. “You bent. You bled. You survived. And I see you, Tex. I see you.”

I didn't know what he was thinking, and if I could read midns like he could, then I guess he wouldn't have had anything to keep to himself. Wolves couldn't read minds. We only went with our instincts, and our nostrils that could go lengths, while vampires could do their stuff, and even read minds. That was what Xander could do, he usually read the minds of people, those girls that loved to he around him, and just took their heats and read them. Though he wasn't able to do that to me most of the time, I knew that I couldn't have done it either. Why the hell was he suddenly gloomy, and why was he looking that way?

Xander Black POV: After I ate dinner I went to shower and afterward I wore a white tank top and black sweatpants. surprisingly, Amber and Mattheo were really good and I'm glad that we got advanced in Economics. Amber looked happy with Mattheo like I'm not supposed to feel jealous but not even a little. I just wished that I went back in time and saw what Alexandra was made of.

Xavier’s expression softened, revealing a vulnerability that I hadn’t seen before. “Reject me then; I want you to be my mate,” I whispered, my voice barely audible. “I wanted to be loved and accepted, and I know you can never give me that.” Xavier’s eyes filled with sadness as he reached out to touch my hand, a silent apology in his gesture. “I can’t do that,” Xavier replied, his tone firm yet gentle. “No matter what I want you, I can’t be the one to give you what you need. But I allow you to choose someone who is not me to be your mate.”

“Since fate has thrown us together again, I’d rather we not waste time with middlemen. Come to Blackwater. One night. No chains. No tricks. Just… truth, and maybe, we'd finally agree to a negotiation. You know the way, and I’ll be waiting. X” I swallowed hard. My hands trembled, though I wasn’t sure if it was fear, or something else entirely. “Let me guess,” Xander said, voice tight and filled with hate. “His twisted attempt at a love letter?” For the next couple of seconds, I didn't say anything. What could I say? There was no way in the world I could agree to Xander's claims. Right now, I wasn't even sure if he'd heard me, or he was just fuming based on the content of his own letter.

Alice muttered, resting on the right post of the door, arching her hips out and giving him the best view of her. "Hey mami," Xander licked his lips slow and seductively, speaking in a deeper voice than usual as lust started to cloud his eyes again and his erection was starting to become evident through his work trousers. The effect she had on Xander turned her on in return, call it weird but she knew she was beautiful enough to be that narcissist and that self obsessed. "Now easy boy, business first before pleasure."

I tugged his shirt to draw him closer, but Wyatt’s chest erupted as he whipped me around to face him. “And how many boyfriends have you had Sugar?” Wyatt was more intense than normal, seeming rigid. “How many girlfriends have you both had?” I quipped back at him. “You better answer him Precious,” Xander whispered in my ear from behind me, “or he’ll probably find out himself, and they won’t be unharmed when he does.” “Cause that makes me want to tell you…” I giggled, “you first.” "None," Wyatt blurted out half angrily but half proud of himself, "I always knew we'd find our mate, my heart was never available to give to anyone."

I mumbled softly and he furrowed his brow and nodded. "I'll tell him to drive back then," he said and headed towards the door. Flora told him no that he could stay with her and I cocked my brow at her. Rogue grinned happily and opened the door to a pink haired man with a sinewy build and light green eyes. He looked at Rogue, me and then grinned at Flora. "This is Xander Louis, my familiar. Xander, this is my mate I told you about and her familiar, Flora," he said.

he bowed and Xander glared at him urging him to speak. "King Alpha, your mate is indeed under the waters of this lake," he said looking back at his alpha. He saw his eyes that were now red and sent shivers down his spine. He stepped away as his alpha walked closer to the water. Xander got the clothes he held in his mouth, transformed back into a human and he put on his underwear and pants. He dove into the lake sleekly with a splash and saw a small cave on the floor. From the cave, there was light.