Trust Me ?- COMPLETED

Part 26 The Chase Part 2

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Alexis POV

Goddamnit I did it again!

Must I always make a complete ass of myself being fainting every time they shock me with information?! My head was killing me. I felt like a midget was inside my skull trying to hammer its way out of my head and off to find its pot of gold.

My God. How long should I lay here before I face them again? Maybe if I lay here long enough they will all just walk away and leave me alone...

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'I know what you're doing and I suggest you stop it.'

Vickor's voice came booming through my mind link and quite frankly it only made this headache worse. I clutched my head out of instinct curling up into the foetal position.

Vicktor! Oh shit! How did he do that?! My barriers up!

I shot up into a seated position almost immediately causing an instant pounding headache. I can't believe I fainted in front of the Head Elder of all the Werewolf packs across the globe.

'I'm flattered but I'm just family to you.' he winked at me flashing me a grin shockingly similar to Xavier's. Old people should NOT be this attractive. It’s making my stomach turn with nausea.

Or maybe it’s the fact that I just made like a row of dominos and tumbled to the floor like an absolute asshole when my boyfriend causally decided to tell me he's 102 years older than I am.

Is this life? Where I'm a hairy girl that howls at the full moon forever attached to what's supposed to be a wrinkly old man or a corpse who's so perverted his dick jumps at the sight of this particular 19 year old used to be human??

I sighed aloud in frustration only to catch the further attention of said perverted wrinkly old corpse.

'Lexi baby are you okay?' he actually looked more amused than concerned when I finally managed to tear my eyes away from Vicktor to look at my mate. 'I told you it’s not a big deal..' he trailed of offering me a hand making me now fully aware of the fact that I'm still planted firmly on the floor with the eyes of over 200 werewolves looking my way.

I took his hand raising to my feet wobbling slightly as I got my bearings. Blue sat at my feet patiently wagging her tail waiting for me to cup her in my hands again. I bent down picking her up and dusted off my shorts.

Wonderful...

'I'm fine everybody.' I said in attempt to fan away all attention from myself. I sighed deeply waving my hand at them frantically for them to go back to what they were doing. The crowds began shifting slowly but surely and it became as though nothing had happened bar my pounding headache and the millions of questions now floating through my head.

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Xavier, Vicktor and I decided to go into the kitchen to talk. I sat down at the breakfast bar putting Blue on the table in front of me while Vicktor took a seat across from me and Xavier got me a glass of water.

He was enjoying this a little more than I'd like. Why must he insist on mocking me? Doesn't he see just how fragile I am?

He’s actually not 121. That asshole. Werewolves don’t stop aging until around 50+ years old. Stupid ass.

I huffed under my breath as he smirked at me handing me the glass. Xavier held a knowing look as if he knew just what I was thinking. I took it from him placing it down on the table and slapped his hand scowling him.