Alpha's Choice

Chapter 28 Distractions

Xenobia’s POV

I glared up at Xavier. I could only imagine that this was part of his punishment in some way. Now he found a way to take my last bit of freedom from me. Internally I had called her forward again and again, but all I received was silence. I also couldn’t read him at all after he rejected me. It was like a stone wall.

He was crushing me, but I would never admit it. Especially not out loud or to others. He couldn’t really be taking pleasure in this could he? He said it was to save my life from Xander, but it didn’t mean that he wanted me, just that he didn’t want me dead.

I swallowed down the raising nausea at the idea. My wolf didn’t want to come forward because she felt rejected by the very person making the request. It twisted up my insides, and it just made me hate myself more.

This is what he must have felt all along, or was it worse because I was claimed. There was no way to compare the grief, but I walked around with his trapped inside me too. It was constant torture. It had taken everything I had to hold my head high and not cry in front of that room full of my kin watching. It was made worse by the fact that it was him responsible.

Even now all I wanted to do was curl up in his lap and beg for forgiveness. I slept last night because I found comfort in him holding me despite the chains, but I glared up at him with now with pure fury.

“This is your fault! Now you have taken this from me too!” I scoffed at him accusingly. I stood and threw my hands in the air. A look of great remorse washed over his face, and it triggered the tears that broke free from my face. They flowed fast and furiously down my cheeks and my knees buckled with the release.

He was there to catch me before I hit the ground. I tried to swat him away, but he held fast to me. I caved into his might and let all my horrid sobs come forward yet again. His grip tightened, and I couldn’t decide if I wanted to claw away from him or resign to the beauty of his comfort.

He stroked my hair and kissed my forehead. Shhhh. My Vixen I am with you. I want to see you through this. Be strong. Why can I hear him now? Why does he get to control it?

Yet my aches eased, as his gentle plea echoed in my head. He cradled me to his chest, and used his big arms to shield most of my body. I let myself lay limp against him drained of everything and drawing strength from him.

I seldom felt small and helpless, but I did now naked against him. He carried me back into the pack house, to his suite, and put me in his bed. Did he know I wouldn’t leave here? He slipped one of his shirts over my head, and put me under the blankets. He was handling me like a child.

He picked up the phone and dialed a number, “Hey Doc, can you come check out Xenobia. She’s in my room.” There is a pause I can’t hear the other side. “She couldn’t shift, and I know it can be linked to the emotions and old age or any number of other things. Could you just come check on her in my room?” Another pause. “Thanks.” My heart soared. He at least showed concern. It made me feel warm and tingly all over.

Then he dialed another number, “Go check along the eastern edge of the property along the woods. I left a set of shackles there. I need them brought back to my room.” My heart deflated again instantly. I was still his prisoner to torment, and I probably would be forever because there was no way Romulus was going to pass up this opportunity. The girl was probably already a vampire. It was all just hopeless.

I was going to be a slave forever. The idea of taking my own life briefly crossed my mind. If it was anyone besides Xavier I probably would, but I wanted to prove myself to him. Especially if he wanted to see me through this. I needed to discover what the word ‘this’ meant to him. I’d have more answers once the girl was discovered. My fate was tied to hers now.