Her Revenge Contract
Chapter 42

Xavier's

POV

I had to fight every cell in my body not to stay in Kate's room while she was getting ready.

Everything in me called me to her. I wanted to be with her, hold her, let her talk, watch her blush, and when the night is over, make sweet passionate love to her.

I growled annoyed, and scrunched my hands into fists. It had now become even harder to stay away from her.

I turned on my heels and casually walked to the door, opened it, and turned back to her.

"So you know, at the closest are some dresses. Have a look, they are all in your size."

"Thank you," Kate answered, a bit stunned and her cheeks flustered red.

She was so pretty when her face flustered red and it made me even want her more.

"I'll see you around 7 p.m.," I calmly said, even though everything in me wanted to grab Kate and claim her, making her mine.

I let Kate be and closed the door behind me.

When the door clicked shut, I froze behind the door, with my hand still on the door handle.

"It's so easy," Ray chanted from the back of my mind, "just go in and claim her, she is our mate! We have the right!"

The idea was tempting, it would solve most of our issues, and we could live happily ever after...

I shook my head, clearing the thoughts from my mind, and rushed toward my room to get ready.

I was done sooner than I hoped and went down to the living room.

My gaze moved over the precious artifacts my family gathered over the years, and I walked to a family portrait painting of me and my parents.

I was still young, around six or seven, when the portrait was painted, and most people didn't recognize me in the painting.

My clear blue eyes had grown darker over the years, and the small, weak boy had become a man.

My fingers traveled over the paintings, feeling the rough texture of the pain beneath my fingers. My heart felt the same when I received the news that my parents were killed.

I closed my eyes, remembering the cold pinching feeling crossing my heart. I never shed a tear, but my heart was scattered, and broken.

My gaze traveled up the painting toward my father. I still saw him as the greatest man ever alive. He was my hero.

He still carried the title of one of the greatest Alphas that ever walked the earth in my pack. One day I will be known as such.

My gaze landed on his face. His hard cold gray eyes pinned me on my spot, and a warm feeling flew through me. He looked so proud and powerful where he stood, he had so much love for me and my mother. His gray eyes followed me as I moved my gaze to my mother's.

I sighed, as my eyes roamed over my mother's perfect features.

She was the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. She had dark wavy brown hair, coming to her waist, big clear blue eyes, and pink lips. My father said the angels must have carved her face, because of her beauty. I was told I got my facial features from my mother and my height, body, and temper from my father.

My gaze got stuck on my mother's eyes, they only reflected love and warmth.

My mother was a passionate woman, and everything she did or touched was always done out of love.

My mother wasn't a big wolf, yet, she had a way to sway my father and influence him to do her bidding. She could calm him down in a matter of seconds when he loosed control over his temper.

The same as what Kate was capable of doing to me. She could influence me without even knowing and I would get lost in whatever she said...

I gave the family one more look and shifted my attention toward the fireplace.

Fire has always fascinated me, but not as much as Kate.

There was still something bugging me about Kate. The mate bond between us was way stronger than I had with Brenda, which was weird; fated mates barely reject one another, and that for a chosen mate... Were Brenda and I ever real mates?

My heart started to pound uncontrollably, feeling my insides go into a sick panic. Did I make a mistake..?

I shook the thought off, there was no way, I remembered scenting her, and Ray going wildly in my mind.

My mind raced back to Kate, there must be something else that was stronger that was calling me to her. Or was I just seeing things?

I had this annoying feeling in the back of my mind that something was about to happen, and all I knew was that I needed to protect her...

The threat of her family trying to get rid of her was real, yet I could handle it because I knew where it came from, but the unknown threats were what was worrying me...

The question was what the unknown threat was.

Where was it coming from?

What and when would it happen?

Will these threats reveal themselves when Kate eventually shifts into her wolf?

When will her wolf officially come forward?

Now that Edna confirmed that Kate does have a wolf, and it wasn't just my imagination, my thoughts trailed toward Greyson.

I told him what I had seen, and I assigned him to replace me some information on wolves like Kate.

Greyson did some research, and what he found was interesting. He wasn't very pleased to share the information. He wanted to confirm that the information was correct before he told me what he had found.

I sighed, if what he said was true, Kate must be some kind of magical wolf, and if Greyson's research is correct, there was a very big chance that she was a pure breed white wolf.

Those kinds of wolves are only given to the world, once in a lifetime, and according to legend, every thousand or so years.

That might also explain the reason why she hasn't shifted yet...

My mind wandered back, I noticed that Kate had certain wolf abilities... yet, the way she controlled her temper was remarkable for a wolf.

The quiet footsteps coming down the stairs echoed through the quiet mansion.

Kate's scent hit my nostrils first before she entered.

I closed my eyes as I breathed in her intoxicating scent, and a smile spread over my lips as I felt her eyes move over my back.

"Mate is checking us out!" Ray said.

I ignored him as I enjoyed the attention.

"Are you ready to paint the town red?" I asked, feeling her intoxicating smell clouding my senses.

"I am," she answered, sounding distracted. I guess she was just as much influenced by me as I of her.

I slowly turned around, and my eyes wandered to where she stood. My jaw dropped seeing her standing under the dim light.

"F*ck!" I internally growled, feeling my heart leap out of my chest. She looked like an angel sent from above.

Kate had let her auburn hair loose and it was hanging around her soft face.

Her makeup made her forest green eyes pop, and her soft kissable lips were painted with a soft red.

"Wow!" I gasped.

Kate released a nervous chuckle and she tried to hide her blush.

"You look stunning!" I complimented, unable to keep my eyes off her.

"So do you, Mr. Black!" She lifted an eyebrow, and a teasing smile reached her lips, "or should I call you Alpha..."

Alpha?

The single word sounded so dominant and sexual on her lips.

Does she know she is playing with fire... teasing a beast like me... an Alpha?

My mind ran wild. I could just see how I would bend her over the antique table, standing next to her, and spank that little round ass of hers...

"Control yourself!" I internally yelled at myself as I took the three steps toward her.

"You call me Alpha, when you scream my name..." I whispered in her ear, and she visibly shivered at my words.

"Now, before I take your perfect Goddess-given body, and make you scream my name over... and over... again... let's go and have something to eat first..."

Kate turned her gaze toward me, and for a second she looked like she was in pain.

"Don't look so worried," I said, and picked her hand and pressed a kiss on her fingers, "this wolf doesn't bite... often!"

A spark of some sort crossed Kate's eyes and a smile followed on her lips.

"You are such a flirt, Mister Black, but it seems we will be spending the night indoors if we don't leave now!" She said. Was she treating me and that with sex?

"I like the way you think," I answered, scenting her arousal. "I hope your p*ssy is as wet as the tip of my cock!"

My cock twitched as I watched her reaction. She was still so innocent, so pure.

A small moan escaped her lips, and it spiked even more arousal in me.

I suddenly felt uncomfortable and noticed my cock pressed against my pants.

"Keep those moans for me later," I told her and took her hand in mine. "I would love to hear them later tonight..."

Revulsion crossed Kate's eyes, and I internally chuckled, scenting her uncomfortable state.

"Soon," I internally made that promise to her. "Soon, I will have your sweet body wrapped around my body and me f*cking that small p*ssy of yours... Soon you would scream my name, and call me Alpha to make you come over and over again... Soon I will be the only thing on your mind..."

I pulled Kate into my chest, looked down at her, and pecked her head, then took her hand and led her down to the SUV.

I opened and closed the door.

I had noticed that Kate had been stealing glances at me, and the cheeky replies she gave me only added to the sexual tension between us.

When Kate expected me to kiss her, I knew it would never stop there, I wouldn't be able to control myself.

"If I had kissed you just now, the chances of us arriving for dinner on time would be zero to nothing..." I said and turned my attention back to the road.

The drive wasn't too far, but I knew if I took Kate now, it would last into the night until we were both satisfied and tired.

My heartbeat escalated as excitement built inside me as I took the turn off toward the forest. Five minutes or so later, I parked the SUV, got out and opened the passenger door, and helped Kate out.

"Where are we?" Kate asked, sounding worried, yet she followed me.

"You will see, it's a surprise!" I answered and started off walking.

I knew where I needed to stop and asked Kate to close her eyes. I didn't want to spoil the surprise.

I led Kate through the woods, toward Clift.

I let go of her hand, and a small whimper escaped her lips.

"You can open your eyes," I said as I listened to her heartbeat racing.

Kate slowly opened her eyes and, in the process, they widened.

"Xavier, it's... it is... beautiful!" She turned her gaze toward me, and wonder was written in them.

"How?" She asked, and a smile touched my lips.