Cassandra's POV.
I looked at Xander, his eyes were drawing me in. Rora already had control but this time it was different, I also wanted to be close to Xander, this time it wasn't just Rora pressuring me to do things to him.
I looked at him, he had a shocked expression on his face before he turned to a black wolf, double my size, but I wasn't intimidated by him. He had submitted to Rora, everyone in this room had submitted to Rora why and how, I didn't know, but it seemed clear now that I was looking at this big black wolf.
I had read about mate callings in a few books, it said one had to be at one with the wolf for the calling to occur. I glanced at the bloody mess behind me, I guess by killing my father I had made peace with Rora, It was bound to happen anyway. I let Rora take over, communicate with this black wolf in front of me.
This explained a lot, the possessiveness I had for Xander, when he was with every other girl including Alika. How I craved him, how Rora got angry at me once I angered him. It all made sense now. I wanted to talk to him, but I couldn't if Rora wouldn't let me take charge. I needed to shift, but now that I just found my mate, I don't think it would be wise for me to shift to a naked human in front of all of them.
I couldn't mind link Xander, but he got what I was thinking because a few minutes later Amare walked in with clothes in his hand. He shifted first, wearing his boxers and shorts in the process, I was self conscious at first before he growled and whispered in my ear.
"No one will be looking love" he said, his voice husky, and sexy.
I looked around the room the men were either looking down or leaving the room. I could feel the curiosity all over the room, I guess they were surprised as we were how it was possible, we lived in the same house but it was now that the mating call was now sensed.
I shifted back, to my human form, Xander covering me from the gaze of others, all the while growling as he placed the buttoned shirt on my small frame. In a brief moment, I felt my knees go weak as I fell limp in Xander's arms.
He grabbed my waist balancing me, before I was swooped into his arms bridal style. Now that I wasn't standing up, the exhaustion taking over. I felt my eyes go heavy as I succumbed to the darkness. At least I was in the arms of my mate.
I woke up in a familiar white room. I felt my mother's presence before I saw her. I turned as I watched the woman I loved with all my heart, her arms wide open. Wait, was I dead?
I ran into her arms, forgetting about everything that had happened in the past hour. My father was finally dead. The man who raised me to be the person I was today. They said our actions define us, but that didn't mean they had to determine who we are. Just because I killed him doesn't make me a killer. It was more of an eye for an eye, only this time, he got the stick with the short end.
"Baby, now that you are here, I presume you know that Xander is your mate? " she said, in my hair.
I moved out of her embrace, looking at her. She made me live with a man who wasn't my father, he never tried to understand what I was going through, he never even tried to listen. I was tortured for five years of my life by a man who I had no blood relations with, but now it was over, I couldn't blame her, she was dead anyway, this was just somewhere in my subconscious.
"I didn't mean to leave you with him. But I also didn't want to introduce you to this world too early. I knew you wouldn't be the person you were today. I didn't want you to be like me. I just wanted you to be able to depend on yourself. Not on a man. When I was pregnant with you I had nowhere to go. Juan warned me Robert wasn't a good man, but I knew that even before I met him. Xander will open doors for you, unlock your potential. There's a lot more to you than you can imagine. Ignore the voices in your head. I will do my best to control the avenging witches. But baby take care of yourself. And of Xander, he's very fragile despite his tough demeanor. And say hi to Juan for me. "
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Cassandra
ParanormalIt's hard to deal with our demons when we've haboured them long enough for them to be part of us. Cassandra, knows better than to let her demons go, but what if it costs the love of her life. ********** "Scars have the strange power to remind us tha...