Barely Breathing

Droplets of water gloriously cascading and massaging my back in a soft prickling way. The coolness seeping through my skin as my mind drifting elsewhere.

Lifeless eyes of a blond wolf staring nowhere, still haunt me every time I close my eyes. Jasper is dead. I should not dwell on it. No one's after me anymore. I am finally free. Yet something in my gut tells me it was just the beginning.

What Xyrus might not be telling me? Would it change my life again? Am I so engrossed with my own nightmare that I never cared to see he has his own demons?

The solution for my nightmare apparently from what I understand was the beginning of his own. I closed my eyes, promising myself to get answers tomorrow. It can wait.

A soft knock echoed from my bedroom door. I quickly turned off the shower and put on a robe and wrapped my hair in a short towel.

I stared at the wooden door debating whether to open it or not. Xyrus was outside my door. He knocked again this time louder. "Princess... I know you're there..." He called out.

These new profound feelings I have for him would do me no good. I don't deserve his affection, he's too good for me. Too good to be real. Who knows when he will start to disappear in my life like those who are dear to me.

I can't bear the agony of losing someone again. It's too painful.

"I can't believe I'm saying this but I'm counting to three. ONE."

I rolled my eyes glaring at the door, of course, he would force his way in.

"TWO." He said amused yet tiredness laced on his tone. "Both of us knew we could do this the easy way."

I took a deep breath, still debating whether to open it and let him in. I don't trust myself with him around.

"Fine. I'm knocking this down." Xyrus announced to which I quickly opened the door and glared at him. Half of my body was hidden behind the door.

I said and was about to close the door when he flattened his hand on

falling on his shoulder like he had rushed to go here even before

wearing a black v-neck shirt and same colored fitted short blending well

my breath away from how

"Sleep."

I asked absentmindedly. He was holding a pillow on his other hand to which I arched my

"You amuse me sometimes. I'm going to sleep, we are. So open the door wider." He

hold the knob tighter, my eyebrows creased at his self invitation to sleep in my room. "This is my room,

you approve it

"You can't

shifting from one eye to the other until his gaze fell on my slightly parted lips. Something crossed his eyes like he was assessing me in

face towards mine. Slowly, nearing to which my eyes almost bugged out. Heart pounding

on our lips, I stepped back unconsciously. Cheeks flushing, as heat kept crawling on my insides feeling tingly. And, it doesn't help that

of mischief lacing in its hypnotizing

my eyes few more times, can't believe

words left my mouth as I watched the alpha in front

body slowly down to my toe and back up to my lips, again and again. His smile faded replaced by the side of his jaw tensed and his eyes scare me of how intense they were, like fire blazing with passion. A gulp formed on his throat and he

before I can't help myself and do things you aren't ready for." He paused gulping

moved backward, averting my eyes elsewhere. Ignoring the traitorous blush that crept once again in my face, probably redder than I

on the white cloth wrapped in the pillow of how tight he was

doing? "