Xade’s pov

I froze. A cold sweat beading down my back and forehead. If she knows…does Alister and the others know as well? She works for him, she’d never keep it from his knowledge.

“How do you know?” I breathed, my chest tightening at the thought of Alister knowing and making things far worse. “Who have you told?” I gritted as my wolf stirred inside me.

“When I looked at you in the room…” she trailed off. “I tapped into your mind, which is one of my gifts. I saw the way you look at her. The way you feel.”

I looked away, feeling stripped bare. “Who else knows?” I asked coldly.

“No one,” She admitted making me return my gaze to hers. “This is why I asked for privacy. I trust Peter but he is still loyal to Alister. I know you don’t want anyone to know she’s your mate.”

She bit her lip and looked at me with sympathy. “I wish there was a way I could help you and her….but it’s tricky. If I keep her memories of you, Alister will find out.”

I looked at her skeptical. “Why would you try to help me in the first place?” I questioned, a bit uncertain if to trust her or not seeing as she’s a witch and may have more than one ability.

“I love, love,” She smiled. “And just the raw way you love her is beautiful. The way you’ll die for her. Protect her. It’s beautiful. She deserves someone like you. You two deserve a chance.”

Her brows furrowed when I replied. “Unfortunately the odds are stacked against us,” my heart clenched. “Perhaps it’s better that way…if she were to ever find out what I am, she may never love me.”

frowned. “I don’t believe that’s true

ever love a beast? Avery had always been scared of wolves in movies, real life wolves….she’d probably pee her pants if she sees one in front of

to the room. “Times up.”

looked at me in pity. Peter looks between the two of us skeptically. “Must

Peter, it’s nothing to do with that. I was trying to get to

us further. Rose stepped into the cell, Peter following

week maximum. The memories she has of you two…are very powerful to remove in one go,” she mumbled faintly. “And

chest. The all too real feeling making me sick. This was

my insides, trying to stop the inevitable. But we both knew this is meant to happen. There is no

feeling as though it was hard to breathe. I stumble back,

his hand pushing forward

admitted, my eyes looking at him and at Rose who stood still in understanding. “I don’t want her to forget me.”

I’m nothing but a boy who is afraid to lose the love of his life. Peter stared at me in pity. A low growl pushed out of my mouth. That damn look, I loathed it. I am

Peter

don’t!” I hissed. No one understands me. No one knows how much this will hurt. No one understands. No one

voice gentle. “Be strong, not only for you, but

her. Be strong for her. This is for her. You can bear the pain of losing her.

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