Barely Breathing

Chapter 22: Run Willow run!

Xyrus' stare was dangerously like he was waiting for my reaction. His jaw clenched and unclenched, anticipating my outburst.

"How could you..." Were the only words I managed to utter, hurt filled my voice.

He didn't say anything. Silence prevailed as we assess each other's next move.

The snow started to drop hard soaking us with white snowflakes. It was raining snow and I was starting to get cold even me being a werewolf.

"Why..." A tear fell from my left eye and I wiped it fast. Why do I always cry in front of him? It makes me feel weak. Stop it, Willow.

His gaze softens but chose to avoid my accusing ones, staring up at the sky.

"Why do you have to cage me in this pack with you. I don't want this!"

A wave of hurt flashed in his face. His jaw clenched at my words, creating the sound of grinding teeth.

"It should have been Ehren, or Tash, or Susie, or ... why it has to be me?"

"Why not you?" Xyrus snapped. "Tell me, Willow, why not you?"

I flinched at the use of his alpha voice emphasizing each word.

"Why couldn't you love me back."

Xyrus whispered low that if not for my werewolf hearing, I wouldn't have heard it. There was visible hurt in his words but I chose to ignore it.

"Why couldn't you set me free." I countered, meeting his gaze, not wanting to look weak.

Veins pop out his head and neck as he clutched his hands tightly on his side.

crept on my skin at his deadly

I did in the past, not today, and don't

wouldn't work

" He

just force me

 forced you

Lies.

Hunt!" How could he still lie to

I did mark you, yes, but it's not just a mark. It's

traced my lower lip

I fought against it. I should not fall for his dark ways. I am too, an

"Yes...different."

back of his head. Promising myself that he will not affect

and prove you wrong." He tucked a strand

whispered. Tash told me some of his past. Of him supposed to be

of having a strong

 He stopped just in front of me. A dangerous smile appearing on his lips as his gaze

you home after the Mate Hunt, I

bite me? But--how" I asked shocked. Why was his mark only showed now? I thought I would get answers but I was more hell of

'Because it's different.'

his voice in my mind. Realization dawned on me and I felt like collapsing on

mate bites his chosen, he would feel what the other feels and would be able to hear even your private thoughts. But since I didn't

point of hearing our thoughts. It is more of communicating through

'Right'

thoughts! Get out

the mark?!

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