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Tyson's P.O.V 

Strong determined steps fill my head at a slow pace, fur brushing at the corners of my mind. My wolf is filled with energy, the reason why? That he won't tell me. 

I let a low growl rumble through my chest signifying my annoyance with the pacing pup locked inside my head only for said pup to release a headache-inducing one back.  well instead of pacing like a scheming child why don't you tell me what has you so full of this energy? Instead of answering me as I expected him to he surges forward with most of his strength, ultimately pushing me back just far enough for him to gain control of the forefront of our shared mind. 

The wolf now in control marches us out of the warmth of my bedroom and out of the singles house. The cold dew clings onto my plaid pyjama pants as my wolf leads our body to the entryway of the dungeon. My steps echo after me down the stone steps into columns of cages filled with blank raging red eyes and strangely enough one set of icy grey-blue eyes glowing from the darkest parts of the room filled with cages. Xzavion sniffs in the direction of the eyes taking determined steps towards the odd eyes, I grow angry as I realise what his plan is letting ferocious growls tumble past my lips filling our head with the sound.  NO! I refuse to allow you to release that ROUGE!

The stupid wolf says nothing. Xzavion rips open the door and storms into the tiny cell picking up the shaking wolf smoothing over the filthy fur along it's head. 

Words leave my mouth but I am not speaking them "you are ok mate, I am upset you didn't allow me to meet your wolf but you are fine." His voice is too gruff to ever be considered me but the words seem to do the trick for the shivering thing. 

Aloud snapping bark fills our head. NO MORE DISRESPECT MATE. The connection linking our minds is abruptly shut off and a cloak of darkness fills my side before it feels as if I'm falling asleep. stupid wolf.


Xzavion P.O.V

With my mate in my arms and my human side out of the way, I finally calm down enough to release the tension in my shoulders. I scoop my little rouge up into my arms making a little squeak release from his plump pink lips. 

"hush love" my rough voice whispers into his ears as I make the trek back to my room. I stop momentarily at the foot of my bed before I look into my little mate's eyes before changing my mind and wondering towards the bathroom instead. 

placing him on the counter I turn around and start running the bath, adding different types of scented soaps I can't wait to smell on him humming softly to myself happy to have my mate within my surroundings. 


Rogue's P.O.V

My body shifts unexpectedly when I'm placed on the ground while my mate or rather I suppose his wolf busies himself running the bath. I look over the room we currently reside in, it's simple grey slate cover the floor with white tiles that cover the walls a black ring goes across the room with a few dark blue tiles flickering once in a while creating a pattern, of sorts. 

a tangy orangey scent fills the room just as bubbles start to overflow the large bathtub. Causing a small childlike giggle to fall out of my mouth, this causes my mate to turn around with a twinkle in his bright green eyes. 

"Your giggle sounds like fairy bells little wolf." his voice is deeper, rougher then it normally is, this must be my mate's wolf. definitely. 

I tilt my head slightly to the left, a trait I received from spending so long in wolf form, I guess. he laughs before picking me up again holding me to his warm chest for just a moment before placing me into the water. 

"You're more wolf then were huh, my love?" although it sounded like a question I knew it wasn't. he chuckles before stripping out of his already minimum clothing making me blush slightly. 

The water sloshes as he climbs in behind me drawing my body closer towards him. His warmth clams me, even if I hadn't known I was on edge in the first place. 

"W..t y-y name?" Softly whispered words try to force themselves from my mouth as I turn my head to look at my mate's wolf as he grabs a cloth and dips it in the water. 

"Are you asking for my name sweetheart?" his deep voice rumbles from his chest through to mine while he starts moving the cloth up and down my chest making it sudsy. 

I nod my head quickly while my eyes stay trained on the hand moving around my chest. A rumbling laugh distracts me momentarily as I snap my eyes to try and make eye contact with the larger male behind me. "The names Xzavion think you can say that yet sweetheart?" his hand moves from my chest up to my arm and neck causing goosebumps to roam across my skin. 

I scrunch my eyebrows in concentration trying to force my mouth and tongue to co-operate with my mind's command but I can barely get 'Zav' out before blowing a frustrated breath out through my nose before shaking my head no at his question. 

His roaming hand had moved down to my legs making me squirm. "Stop squirming mate before I do something you are not prepared for," he says with a nip to my ear making me stop immediately and giving puppy eyes up to him relaxing back into him. 

I think I like my mate's wolf better then I like him. 



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