Avery’s pov

His unwavering gaze keeps me rooted where I am and I peer at him unblinkingly. My fingers grip the door harder. “Then who,” I whispered, unable to resist asking him this question. “Who do you want?”

His eyes bore into mine, deep and intense. The air around us is electrifying, so clogged with tension. “You know who I want Avery.” He confessed, looking away. “But can’t have.”

I opened my mouth to speak, only to close it back because I was at a loss for words. “You should probably head inside, it’s going to be a mean downpour again.” He refers to the change in weather and I looked at the sky. He was right, the rain was about to start again but I know he and only told me because he didn’t want me to further question him.

For a the first time, I understood. As I looked at him, really looked at him, I understood. It was clear he was inwardly battling something, his gaze wouldn’t allow me to see it, but the way his demeanor was is clear.

I can’t bring myself to further grow the tension, so I only nod and thanked him once more for the ride. Pushing him more would only push him further away, and I did not want that.

As I got out of the car, his voice once again pulled me in. “Don’t forget, six a.m sharp. Wear something you can workout in.” His eyes are forward, not looking at me but somehow I feel as thought he was fighting himself not to.

“Okay,” I breathed out, closing the door softly and skipped to the building as little rain pelts on the concrete. Before I could fully get in, I could not resist and glanced back.

His eyes are on me. Intense even from the distance between us. I shivered, rolling my lip between my teeth and ripped my eyes off his and hurried inside. Tomorrow was a new day, a new day with him. And knowing that he wanted me, somehow eased me. He may not want to act up on it yet, but I had every intention of making him cave in.

I wanted Xade. The mysterious guy who felt so familiar. Like no other. I wanted him. And I was going to get him one way or the other. He was mine.

Xade’s pov

be the death

either I couldn’t resist or she’d somehow come to me. I shouldn’t have accepted her proposal to train her, we’d be

kept his word, but breaking the rules over and over would make him frustrated. Which will

seen him in a few days but that guy can be a

wanted to spend more time with her too. And something told me she wanted to actually learn boxing and it was not

I’m screwed aren’t I?

I couldn’t hold my tongue and confessed that I wanted her. I was no warlock to make her forget those words. Not when

screwed up the moment I borrowed her that pen. I had never been able to resist Avery, I was a fool to have thought I

stepped into my penthouse building. The elevator ride seem longer

in my arms. I miss her. I miss her scent, her taste, the

My beast stirs restlessly.

the penthouse, tossing the keys on the countertop and making a beeline for the fridge. It’s stocked up with that tasteless beer that does nothing for me, but I’ve been adding a pinch

again?” Xaden rounds the corner, pulling his shirt over his head. I raised a brow as I scatter the pinches of wolfsbane in the

over to me and smacking the beer out of my hand. I snarled, my canines pushing

Xaden is unfazed.

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