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

let you go as I did in the past, not today, and don't dream of it tomorrow. " His words tumbled on

work out for us!"

never tried. "

can't just force

 never forced you

Lies.

could he still lie to me after everything? Anger coursing

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

lower lip at a feathery touch. My lips parted voluntarily at the touch and I scolded myself

but I fought against it. I should

"Yes...different."

circling me. I glared at the back of his head. Promising myself that he will not affect me like how he

just when you thought you know everything, unexpected things come and prove you wrong." He tucked a strand of hair on my ear and

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

reasonable of his so-called 'different claim' but of the perks of having a strong bloodline that

A dangerous smile appearing on his lips as his gaze focused

Mate Hunt,

shocked. Why was his mark only showed now? I thought I would get answers but I was more hell of

'Because it's different.'

on me and I

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 mark him yet I can't hear his thoughts or feel

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

'Right'

Get out of my

notice the mark?!

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