Alpha Xavier

Chapter 10- Christina

Sobs tore through my parted lips as my fingers held my face and a familiar feeling of grief tore through my heart.

Alpha Harry's mate?!

I thought she died! I was there when he told us!

Me and Christina were amazing friends. I never forgave Alpha Harry for 'killing' her but apparently he didn't. It just doesn't make sense.

"Christina," I whispered, tears streaming from my eyes.

I felt a pair of arms wrap tightly around me, "Shit baby, I'm so sorry."

"I thought she was dead," I cried, "Alpha H-Harry killed h-her."

He wrapped me up in a tight hug as if he knew that his actions spoke more to me right now then they ever did before.

"Why?" I whispered into his chest, "why was she here?"

"I don't know baby, I don't know. But I will find out, I promise you," He said into my hair.

"She was like a moth-" I paused not wanting to bring back all the painful memories I tried so hard not to show.

She was the mother I never had.

Then, I started to sob again. He held me in a tight grip not letting me go while I cried into his shirt.

"Take your time, baby, you don't have to talk yet," he whispered into my hair.

Maybe this big bad Alpha wasn't as big and as bad as people said...

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A few moments after he held me I untangled myself from his titanium grip and ran up towards the stairs. I skipped them four at a time (don't forget I'm a wolf) then into Xaviars room.

I locked the door before he could enter. His booming voice echoed through the walls.

Laying down on his bed and crying into his pillows, I breathed in his delectable scent.

I finally fell asleep sobbing my heart out while he was attempting to console me through the door.

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I woke up with a pair of strong arms wrapped around my back. I was laying on my belly on something very warm and cozy. I snuggled deep into the thing. Wait a sec.. De Ja vu?

I peeled open my eyes and looked up to see a gorgeous face. This time I knew who it was so I just snuggled deeper.

What time was it?

I slowly unhooked his arm, with a struggle, from around my waist and padded into the bathroom. I used the console and turned on the shower setting it to the right temperature, then I changed the settings to rainfall.

I can't believe she was gone. Some part of me had already come to terms with her death as I had lived a majority of my time thinking that she already was. I had grieved her already. But I will still upset- I will find out who did this.

I stripped out of my clothes and allowed my muscles to relax under the warm hands of the water. So much built up tension released itself from my shoulders and I smiled at the relief. The water was very warm and flowed down softly on my back. I washed my hair with his shampoo. It smelt so amazing. I had no idea they made Armani shampoo. I made sure my fingers massaged deep into my scalp keeping my hair fresh and clean.

Usually, when I was in the shower, all my deepest, unanswered thoughts were there too. Such as, 'if Katniss and Peeta from hunger games were actually a couple would their ship name be Katpee or Peeniss?' Or 'When pregnant people swim they are technically human submarines?' Or 'Are Medusa's leg hairs tiny snakes too?'