Chapter 8

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Trying to find a perfect song for these Lesbo Beans.... What do you think that will fit?

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During the day I've gotten ready, knowing Xenia she doesn't want a dress or plain tee. She prefers a nice shirt and some pants. I was ready, with just a short sleeve shirt, navy blue jeans and some sneakers. I ran down the stairs tying my hair up in a ponytail and that's when I saw her. Xenia with a polo shirt of black with dress pants and nice looking black shoes, she looked amazing. When she caught my eye she smiled, "I hope I didn't over dress since we are going somewhere simple." She laughed.

I shook my head, walking towards her. "Nah, I think I am under dressed compared to you." I giggled as I fixed her collar by a slight.
She shyly smile down at me, "Thank you." She coughed out. She held out her hand towards the door, when I exit out the cold house I felt the warm breeze down my neck. I looked to see a jeep having the doors open. "Let's go. I'll put on the heater in the car." She noted as she held out her arm. I took a hold of her arm. I smiled up at her, she seemed more happy. "I also brought a radio, so we can dance." She said blushing just a bit.

I nudge her with my hip, "Dork."

She smiled widely, "At least I am responsible and go to work when I can." She argued. That was right these past weeks I haven't gone to the client. Should I quit but then again I am here to repay for the death of a pack member. I bet he hates me; I looked down as I could hear her enter the car. She started the engine; it was calming almost like a hum. I smiled at the window to see we were off. She was a smooth driver, smooth enough to see the trees and the animals run around the fallen leaves. I relaxed leaning my head against the window. Many of the books I read has the girl leaning against the window having the boy look at her. When I turned to see Xenia she wasn't looking at me but instead she was smiling.

"Xenia what's wrong?" I asked, I was curious on why she was smiling so widely.

She shook her head, "Well I bet you were thinking about the book of the stories you read. How the men look at the main character that comes to them broken and sad. I find it strange in these situations it's quite the opposite." She stated as she made a turn.

The opposite? I came to the broken and the sad, but how so? She is always smiling, having people laughing to their hearts desire. I thought about it but it can't be, she came to me. Isn't that right? "How so?" I finally asked after a minute of thought. She parked the car and when I looked where we were, it was the hill with the lake. Her spot.

"Well, during the time," She said as she picked up a Bluetooth speaker from the back, "I was broken and depressed, that's why you saw me in the hospitals at some points. I go through depression and anger issues." She explained, finally looking up at me. "I may not be a strong man, who'll come save you like in the books, but I am the person who would always be there for you, I would treat you right." She said as she cupped my face like I was child. To them I was, but we all know who the child is. It's our opposite hearts.

We got out the car as she grabs out the rest of the stuff. The night was awake and the animals were asleep, cuddling up to their loved one. I wish I had a love like that, lying under the moonlight and wake up to the rising sun every day. It's a beautiful, I was always jealous of the animals. I saw her set up a blanket and the speakers, I just watched her. Her hair covering her eye lids as she moves them aside, her smile seems to fade whenever I am not around but it's there. I can see it. Her eyes look nervous or even scared. Her eyes tells many stories but I cannot figure out what they mean. They hold so much pain and suffering that there is a greater wall that even I cannot break or maybe she doesn't want it to break after all. Of course this is Xenia we are talking about, the most powerful but yet sweet and kind Alpha. She helps anyone, everyone to be exact.

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