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.

coldly. Goosebumps crept on my skin

not today, and don't dream of it tomorrow. " His words tumbled on

know it wouldn't work out for

never tried. " He countered

force

 never forced

Lies.

at the Mate Hunt!" How could he still lie to me after everything? Anger coursing through my veins,

you, yes, but it's not just

my cheeks down to my chin. His fingers traced my lower lip at a feathery touch. My lips parted voluntarily at the touch and I scolded myself

wanted to gulped badly but 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 me like how he wants

you wrong." He tucked a strand of hair on my ear and I fought

of his past. Of him supposed to be a prince or a king

perks of having a strong bloodline that gives

just in front of me. A dangerous smile appearing on his

the Mate Hunt, I made sure you

Why was his mark only showed now? I thought I would

'Because it's different.'

paled as I heard his voice in my mind. Realization dawned on me and I felt like collapsing on the pile of

able to hear even your private thoughts. But since I didn't mark him yet I can't hear his

but not to the point of hearing our thoughts. It is more of communicating

'Right'

thoughts! Get out of my

the mark?! Why Violet didn't

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