"Why didn't you just come back?" If he had come back earlier, we could've been friends, friends that grew into being mates. There would've been none of this drama.
Xander sighs, "Somethings happened in my life. Things that made me go in a different path...a darker path in life. I knew I wasn't the Xander that you wanted. One look at me and you'd be thinking...'who's this guy? This isn't the boy I knew,' I felt ashamed of myself. I felt disgusted. I convinced myself that there would be no chance of us being together because of how messed I am. Because all the bad shit I've done."
Xander's jaw tensed, "So I erased you from my memories. I made myself forget you. I locked you away to the back of my mind so than I wouldn't feel the pain of knowing that I'll never be able to be with you."
I sat there frozen as my mind absorbs every word he was saying. We both came from dark paths of life. We both had a life we never intended for ourselves. And we have some extra baggage to carry, does that mean we shouldn't be together? Despite the fact that we're mates?
"I guess we both didn't really have the lives we wanted huh?" I said with a humorless snicker.
His face almost looked angry...not at me but at himself. "I guess not."
"But now we have the opportunity to change that." I stated.
Xander's eyes snap to mine, though his face seemed serious, his eyes became soft, "We do."
I lean forward, "You didn't keep your promise the first time...how can I trust you a second time?" I asked.
Xander almost leans forward, "I did break my promise, but not in the way that you think. Yeah I fooled around and I regret it. But I never ever gave them what rightfully belongs to you and what will always belong to you."
"And what is that?" I asked breathlessly.
"My heart."
We sat there staring at each other. I had to take my time to process what he said. I gulped, "You would give me your heart?" I said in an airy voice.
"I gave it you that day we met. You do with it what you will...but it'll always belong to you."
***
"I am so full that I might pop...literally." I warned him.
Xander's laughs fills my ears, "Same. How about we go for a little walk?"
I shrug my shoulders "Sure, I should probably stretch my legs anyways."
We stand up. I go to reach my crutch but Xander takes my hand, "Leave it. I'll help you."
I felt my cheeks heat up, "Okay."
He wraps my hand around his arm and walks me down the gazebo. X
"Oh wait!" I take off my heels and then wrap my arm under Xander's.
Ugh I love going for night walks in the forest. It's so beautiful. As I take a deep breathe, I felt one thing I hadn't in a long long time. Peace.
We walked for a while, we didn't say anything, we were in a comfortable silence. I ended up finding myself leaning my head on his arm as we walked and I felt comfortable doing it.
We came to a little clearing. There was a small pond that was totally flat and still. I look up at the sky. It's a full moon. I close my eyes and soak up the energy the moon radiates.
"Come on. Let's lye down for a bit." He said.
Xander is leaning against the tree with his legs apart. He pats in the spot in the middle of his legs.
I walk towards him, "Is this the part where you kill me?"
He chuckles,"Yes Izzy. I took all day to prepare that gazebo, got splinters, bought a brand new suit, hired a waiter, gave you my gold card to let you buy ANYTHING YOU WANT...just to kill you." He says sarcastically.
I roll my eyes.
"Ha ha."
I sit between his legs, leaning my back on his beautiful big chest. We fall into a comfortable silence as a pressing thought weighed on my mind.
"My mother," I answered..
"What'd you say?" Xander said.
"You asked me why I love the forest so much. It's because my mother. We used to walk in the forest together and she would tell me stories. Now that she's gone I feel like the forest is the only thing I have left of her." I whisper.
Xander holds me tighter against him. I gasped when he kissed my cheek.
"Come on," he whispers.
He gets up and helps me as well. I see him take a Bluetooth speak out of his jacket. Then he flicks through his phone for a bit. Next thing I know music was playing.
He pulls me to his chest, holding my waist and holding my hand. Then he starts to sway to the beat of the song.
"I don't know how to dance." I try to step away, but he pulls me back.
"I can fix that." He says cheekily.
He lifts me and then settles me on top of his feet so that I'm standing on them. He leans into my ear and whispers, "Let's just forget everything for tonight."
I felt myself relax because that sounded perfect. I lay my head on his shoulder as we sway. Xander had made such an effort with me. He is nothing like how he was the first time I met him.
"I'm scared of you." I whispered in confession.
Xander stops swaying and he pulls back to look at my face, "What is it about me that scares you?"
"I'm scared of how much you effect me, I'm scared of the feelings I'm having because it means I'll give you the power to completely and utterly crush me...I'm not sure I can do that."
Xander's chest rises and falls as he took a deep breath, "You have every right to be cautious of me. Hell, any right minded female would run in the opposite direction," He takes a step forward, "I would understand if you didn't want me. If its what you truly wanted...I would let you go. You don't have to stay with me if you don't want to."
I too took a step forward, "I'm scared to stay, I don't want to leave either."
Xander pulls me closer to him. He raises his hand and tucks a stray hair behind my ear, "I want you to leave."
If I were to leave. What would I go back to? My step-mother? Vince? Is that the kind of life I'd go back?
I look at Xander and for the first time...I don't see his bad like I once did.
"I see him," I whispered, "I see the Xander I met all those years ago, he's got a little bit of dirt here and there. A little bit of cuts and scrapes here and there...but it's still him."
Xander's jaws tense up as if he didn't believe me.
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XANDER'S POV
Her words hit me. They hit me hard.
"Are you sure about this?" I said cautiously.
She gives me a warm smile, "I didn't choose lightly, Xander. I've thought this through...and I've made my decision."
"You've thought this through? Izzy, if I were you I wouldn't choose me."
"And that's exactly why I did. I'm in this, Xander."
He shook his head. He steps forward and tucks a lock of hair behind my ear, "No...we're in this together."
I lean in until my lips press firmly against her juicy plump ones. Our lips move in together to a rhythm. It felt so good kissing her. All I wanted to do right now was take her to my bed and have my way. I wanted to feel her skin against mine. But I knew we couldn't do that yet. I didn't want to push the boundary. I didn't want her to feel any pressure from me, so I stepped back.
I take her hand and lead her back to the car, "Come on, let's get going."
Once we got home Izzy collapses on my-I mean 'our' bed. She must be exhausted.
I look at her for a bit. This beautiful woman is my mate. She is my eternal mate. The other half of my soul. SCORE!
I walk to my drawers and grab my big black Nike t-shirt and my Tarzan boxers. I return back to my sweet mate and hand them to her.
She looks at me and raises her right brow, "Really? Tarzan?"
I shrug my shoulder, "What? He's the man. I mean come on, how could you not like Tarzan!"
All she does is laugh and walks into the bathroom.
While she is there I decide to change into some black boxers. Then I jump in the bed and play Call Of Duty on my iPhone.
After around 10 minutes. Elizabeth opens the bathroom door, only wearing my shirt. She looks at me and her cheeks redden, "Oh the boxers didn't fit no matter how many times I roll them...ummm but I think the shirt is long enough, right?"
I look at her. Those damn legs! They look like they could go on for miles.
"Xander?"
Her voice snaps me out of leg daze, "Hmm? Oh yeah! No they're perfect."
She just nods with a smile and walks to the bed. Actually she kinda sprints. I can see on her legs, goosebumps. She must be freezing. Elizabeth crawls under the covers and wraps herself in a tight ball.
I chuckle. My mate can be cute sometimes. I grab her and pull her to my body. She turns around and snuggles into my chest. She breathes a deep breathe. With her exhale, came relaxation.
She looks up at me, "I liked your Tarzan boxers."
I scoff, "Whatever," I kiss her forehead, "Good Night, Sweetheart."
ELIZABETH'S POV
I wake up with something cold on my face. Hmmm...maybe the window is open? I open my eyes and see my mate staring at me.
"Ya know, that's actually not normal." said in my sleepy voice.
He chuckles, "That's okay. We're not normal either babe. We're werewolves."
I smile and climb out of bed and go into the bathroom. I turn towards the mirror. I scream my head off.
"XANDER!" I yelled.
He put his shaving cream on my FACE! He did not just do this!
Xander walks through the door laughing. He's laughing so hard that he holds his stomach and collapses onto the floor. All I do is glare at him.
"I just accepted you as my mate...and you do THIS!" I screamed.
"Sweetheart...calm...down...it was just a....JOKE!" He was so out of breathe from laughing.
I kick him out of the bathroom and slam the door at his face, "It's too early to be doing this kind of shit in our relationship!"
"Aw come on sweetheart, it was an innocent prank."
"I'll show you an innocent prank!" I scream.
I have a quick shower, put in some black Everlast sweatpants with a tight black shirt.
I walk down the stairs into the kitchen. No ones in here. Xander must have already gone to his office.
I feel like making some brownies. I get all the ingredients on the counter and get started on baking.
After around 25 minutes the brownies are done and are plated. Maybe Xander might wants some.
I put two brownies on a small plate and a glass of cold water, but as I was about to walk out of the door, an idea struck my mind.
XANDER'S POV
I'm sitting in my office, replying to emails when the door opens. I smell the most glorious smell. My mate. I look up and see my Elizabeth, walking towards me with a plate of Brownies and a glass of water.
"I just made these, I thought maybe you'd like some?"
I get up off my chair as pull her into my chest, "Thank you Sweetheart, I was getting a bit hungry."
She give me a little peck on the cheek. "You're welcome," she turns towards the door, "Well I'll let you continue. Don't want to distract you with my amazing beauty or anything." She jokes.
She walks out of my office. Then a man comes in a blue jumpsuit and an old grey ratty hat,
"Your Beta said your lock is not working, so I was hired to give it a new one."
I nod ad let him his job. It took about five minutes then he left.
As I type, my stomach growls in hunger. I look at my mate's tempting brownie. I take one bite. I moan, it's so good! I keep eating it and the second one also. A wave of heat strikes me. Whoa it must be getting hot. I start to sweat. What's going on? My mouth starts to heat up to the point where my mouth is on fire. I start to pant. I grab the glass of water and gulp it down, but all there is, is a burning sensation. I spit it out. Vinegar. I race towards the door and try to open it, but it's...locked? The new lock!I look out the window and see my mate with a cold glass of milk and holding the new key.
"ELIZABETH!" I screamed.
She gives me a smile that is filled with revenge.
I jump on the couch and start to lick it. I need to take the taste and spicier out of my mouth.
She will regret this!
ELIZABETH'S POV
I am washing the dishes. I am almost done. I look at the time. 10:30.
Once I'm done I try to take off the gloves I was wearing, but it didn't come off? What the heck? I try to pull harder but it still didn't come out. Panic seeps in. No! My hands are stuck.
I rest my hands on the top of my head. I look at the soap. Maybe the soap will soften the glue and it will slip out!
I reach over, but my hands won't leave my head. I gasp! HE DID NOT!
Xander glued my hands into the gloves then glued my gloves on my hair!
"XANDER!" I scream.
I hear him shout from our bedroom.
"VENGEANCE IS SWEET!"
He will regret this!
After 2 hours of washing the glue off, I'm finally in bed.
Xander pulls me into his chest, "No hard feelings sweetheart?"
"Of course."
He smiles down at me, "Good. Let's go to sleep. I've got training tomorrow morning at 6:00 AM. I set my alarm at 5:30."
"Okay." What he doesn't know is that I actually set his alarm at 3:00 AM. And! I hid the alarm so than he won't be able to turn it off for aaages.
We both go to sleep.
I wake up to a loud sound. It's started. I opened my eyes and see Xander's shadow walking around the room looking for it. As he was walking, he tripped on his big weights. He falls down with a big thud.
"Shit!"
I couldn't help it. I let a giggle escape my lips. Then it's all silent, except for the alarm. Where'd he go?
The blanket rips off of me. I look at the end of the bed to see an angry, topless Xander. Damn he is one fine piece of eye candy.
"I know it was you Izzy! Where'd it go!" He shouted.
I looked away, "I dunno what you're talking about My Dear Xander." I try to say innocently.
He growls and walks away to keep trying to find the alarm.
30 minutes later he finally finds it in the attic.
I laugh as he walks back in the room with the silent alarm clock.
He stands there angry, but I can see a glimpse of amusement in his eyes.
I stand up and make my way to my mate. I wrap my arms around his waist and kiss his chin.
"Let's call it a truce shall we?"
He then gives me a full blown smile. Xander wraps his arms around me.
"I can live with that."
"Good. I'm gonna go down stairs to get a cold glass of water, you want one?"
"Yes please."
Xander runs and jumps in bed. I shake my head as I walk out.
When I walk into the kitchen I scream...no I shriek my head off at the sight before me.
There lyes 1 dead fox with it's guts spilled out and it's head is mutilated. On the wall there are words written in blood.
'You took what's mine, so I will take what's yours.'
"XANDER!" I scream.