Alpha Xavier

Chapter 4- New friends

Waking up in a warn cosy bed, I found myself surrounded by an excessive amount of warmth.

I couldn't help but snuggle closer to it. Then, realising that I had a very hard pillow, my fists pummelled it to try and soften it but instead it emitted small groans of pain. I couldn't be bothered to open my eyes so instead I let my hands roam to find out what I was lying on.

My hands were met with the amazing tingles that I didn't even know existed. They ran up and down the thing that I was laying on. The feeling that erupted through my stomach when I touched the soft object made me feel glorious inside.

I slowly cracked open my eyes and was met by a blinding light the came from the window. Wincing and snuggling my face into the soft warmth to protect my eyes, I hit it once more causing another groan erupt from the object.

"Do you always beat people up in your sleep?" Came a sexy, husky voice.

I looked up and saw a pair of dazzling, green eyes and a sexy face. I nodded my head, not knowing who it was. All I knew was that he was sexy as fuck. It was at that moment when I realized that he was only in a pair of Calvin Klein boxers.

"You can carry on touching me if you like," He smirked.

Finally, I managed to recognize who it was.

I noticed that my head was just above his boxers, well by chin was basically on his sexy ass v-line.

I screamed and jumped out of bed.

"What the fuck?!"

He was sitting up in a flash looking at me. Images of last night flowed through my mind and realization hit me like a ton of bricks. I was mated to a killer, engaged to a pedophile and stabbed by a Gamma.

What has my life turned into?

In less than a second, Xavier was right next to me.

He put his arm out reaching to touch me. I flinched slightly, "Don't touch me."

"Why?" He growled.

"Because you're a fucking murderer!" I screeched.

He let out a low growl and reached out to touch me again. Once again I backed away from him.

I quickly got up and ran out the door, not caring what I was wearing and not caring that he was calling out for me to come back.

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After I left Xavier, I decided to go exploring and finally get myself familiar with this place.

I went into the living room on the 3rd floor (Yes, each floor has its own living room and kitchen) and saw a group of boys playing Call Of Duty. Last time I had played this, me and El had a huge fight because I won. I was really good on the Xbox, especially on this game and she wasn't too happy about it. We used to play it when we were bored but then we actually started get into it and my really good friend Sam who is literally the best COD player ever helped us and taught us how to play properly. But I definitely managed beat him a lot before...

Before I found this room, I bumped into a small girl just a little bit shorter than me and she asked if I needed some clothes since I was wearing a small satin nightdress. I ended up borrowing a black top and some high-wasted jean shorts.

They were all screaming at the screen, pushing and knocking each other. The top screen had 300 points whilst the bottom screen had 500. I watched them for about 20 seconds before making myself known.

They didn't seem hostile.

I knew that I looked like a slut but at the moment it didn't matter. I cleared my throat loudly making them all turn around. They were all gorgeous but nothing compared to Xavier. Why am I comparing a group of men to Xavier?