The Girl With No Name (VERY SLOW UPDATES)

Fear

This part is done in the girl's perspective. (Xander's Mate) And no. You don't get to know her name, that is my secret. (troll face) :P (Wow, could I get any cringier? Probably. My current author's notes will now be in only italics as opposed to bolded italics just so I can entertain y'all with commentary on this atrocity.)

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The man is looking at her with such intensity, such longing, and, as much as she hates it, she wants him to. Neva whimpers in her arms and the girl tightens her hold, drawing circles on Neva's back. "Mommy", Neva squeaks. The stranger's eyes widen at Neva's comment, and he repeats his declaration, growling. "Mine." The girl stiffens and looks down at her daughter stroking her hair. "Are you going to hurt my Mommy too?"

Neva quickly scrambles to her feet, standing in front of the strange as she tries to intimidate him as much as possible. The Girl stared at her daughter in quiet awe.

Xander's POV

Xander was infuriated. His mate had a daughter with another man? He growled, and made sure to remind the girl that she was his by growling, "Mine." He frowned when she stiffened at his voice, and his frown deepened when the girl stood in front of his mate. 

"Are you gonna hurt Mommy too?" Her words stirred an insatiable rage inside him. Too. Who had dared to touch his mate? He accidentally growled, causing the little girl to pounce, and kick him in the groin. Since he was caught by surprise, he fell to the ground, his head making a cracking noise on the floor. His mate gasped, and frantically made her way over to him, kneeling beside him. He recovered quickly and was flipped over when she put her hands above his head, shutting her eyes as her hands began to glow.

He gasped as the pain subsided, the gash was gone faster than it would have been with his werewolf regeneration. Xander looked at his beautiful mate and groaned. Who was she? He let out a slight whimper as she left his side, his wolf wanting nothing more than to hold her and never let go. She and walked to what appeared to be her room, leaving him with her daughter. 

"Who are you?" The little girl was now standing on her tippy-toes, looking at him with vivid curiosity. Xander laughed at her eagerness and held out his hand, pushing the disturbing thought of another man laying his hands on his mate. "I'm Xander, who are you?" He had no clue why he felt so at ease with the little girl. He brushed it off as the result of her being the offspring of his mate.

"I'm Neva, you aren't here to hurt mommy are you?" The child's silver and gold eyes were filled with worry and he frowned, still not knowing who would hurt his mate. It finally dawned on him that it had to be the ridiculous rogues ( why the heck did I make him so dense?).  He stroked her face and murmured, "No, I'm not. Who exactly hurt your mother?" He wanted confirmation and Neva frowned. "They growl a lot. The main one has jet black hair and these black eyes that make him a meanie. He always carries around this little stick, and that is what he beats my Mommy with. Will you help me save her?" Her eyes seared into his with such hope and his heart melted. 

"Of course I'll help you protect her. What is your mom's name?" The girl's grin faltered. 

"I don't know."

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Is anyone rereading? I want to know if this is improving at all, and don't worry this is still a rough draft of editing, I just want it to be something that doesn't seem like it was written by a 12-year-old. Definitely not my best.

I always love feedback!

Thank you!

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