The Alpha's Unwanted Mate
The Alpha’s Unwanted Mate Chapter 80 Book 2 Chapter 12

Xavier left hours ago after boldly telling her that if she wasn’t done showering and ready for bed by the time he came back, it’d be war…

Celeste was geared and ready for war though. Her headache was now gone and she had meant it when she said that she wouldn’t step into that bathroom until the hour hand of the clock hit 10.

He shouldn’t have made up such a believable ghost story or was she the idiot for really believing? She wondered when he’d come back..she was ready now and it was already around 9:50…

He better be back soon because honestly she’d like to see what he defined as war. He had never declared war before, no matter what she did, but tonight his statement had aroused excitement within her.

He was an idiot and she was an idiot…what kind of war would they really have?

Celeste giggled, shuffling on the steps by his door. He said that he was going show her how evil he was, and she’d undoubtedly like to see it…

He wasn’t in anyway close to being evil, he was an angel, a baby sitting in the seat of a big body…how could he even declare war on someone far more evil than him…?

Celeste couldn’t help but wonder, he was s—

Celeste’s excitement grew even more when she caught a whiff of his scent. He was back and she couldn’t help but shuffle off her seat and run straight to him.

He was talking with Gabriel, but as soon as he saw her coming, he started walking in her direction. He grinned. “It’s war, Celeste…”

Celeste grinned back at him and instead of approaching him, she ran off into the opposite direction, listening to his swift feet as he chased her. As always, she ran for her room, but before she could open up her door, she was wrapped in his arms.

She g*****d. “Couldn’t you have ran a little slower?”

Xavier shook his head, hauling her away from her door. “The party’s at my house tonight…”

“Hmmm…I wonder why…”

“You’ll soon not have to wonder anymore, now come.”

He pulled her along with him, taking her straight into his hut. As soon as he sat on the bed with her in his lap, he looked down at his watch. “What time is it, Celeste?”

Celeste shrugged, her eyes drifting down to his watch. “Oh would you look at that? It’s 10:05, way pass my shower time.”

Xavier chuckled. “I should just gobble you up. You’re a trouble maker, you know that? So darn stubborn that you make me look bad. Have I spoiled you too much?”

“Perhaps…” Celeste turned to look at him. “But where’s the war you declared?”

“The war?” He chuckled. “How about we not call it a war?”

His index ran along her neck. “Why don’t we call it crossing the line?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean…” He trailed off, pulling her against his chest. “I want to cross the line. I know you’re not ready, but my patience is running thin…we don’t have to have s*x, I’m okay with waiting until you’re comfortable, but how will I know that you’re serious? How will I know that you won’t run into his arms if he shows up right now?”

Celeste bit her lips, turning to face away from him. “I…I won’t run into his arms…I want you…not him.”

“And how will I ever be sure of that? I want to know that you’re really mine, I want my mark on your neck…I want a bond between us, one stronger than the one you had with him.”

“But…Xavier you know that I—”

“I don’t…I don’t know if I’m just a replacement until he shows up…you’ve been here all this time, you’ve told me you liked me, told me that you’re mine, but what about physical proof? I can’t touch you intimately and as for marking you, it seems you don’t want that either.” He sighed. “It’s fine though, I’ve waited this long, I can wait longer…”

He lifted her out of his lap, but Celeste didn’t hesitate to climb back in, this time instead of her back, she faced him. She laid against his chest, hiding away from him. “I was really expecting a war, I was excited to see what you’d do, but this…this…I guess this is more important. I can’t keep shying away from my feelings as well as yours. It’s obvious that you care about me, you’re nothing like him…so why must you be the one to suffer for all that he’s done? You’re different, you won’t hurt me like he did. You’re Xavier, you’re not Zillon.”

“What do you mean?”

Celeste looked up at him, breathing heavily. “I th-think I-I want your mark.”

“It’s okay if you don’t want to, don’t force yourself…I can wait.”

Celeste shook her head. “You’ve been waiting long enough, mark me… Please…”

Xavier looked her in the eye, swiping her blond hair behind her ears. “Do you mean it?”

She nodded, baring her neck to him. “I…I do…”

Xavier smiled pridefully at her, his hand loosely wrapping around her neck as he pulled her closer to him. “Can I k**s you?”

Celeste reluctantly nodded, her heart beating like a machine in her chest, it was going inhumanly fast and as he leaned in, his lips catching hers, she couldn’t help but wonder if she was making the right decision…

He had been nothing but nice to her since she got here, he respected her privacy, he had never forced her…why was she having second thoughts?

He was the only one for her, she had said it before, he was suppose to be her mate and not Zillon, so why was Zillon popping up in her head?Why did she feel as though she was utterly betraying him now?

Did he feel that way when he was kissing Celia that night?

Celeste was sure he didn’t, so why did she have to feel bad while she was kissing the only person who could love her? She shouldn’t, he was going to be her mate, they were going to form a bond, they were going to be forever.

Celeste lips trembled against Xavier’s, her arms wrapping around his neck as he kissed her more fiercer than Zillon ever could…when he pulled away, he was breathless, his desperate eyes seeking out hers. “Can I go even further? Can I erase this line you’ve drawn…? Can I touch you?”

With a heart as heavy as led, Celeste nodded, feeling as his hand gripped her waist, his lips lodging in the very crook of her neck.

She heard when his teeth extracted, running against her soft skin. Her body became stiff as she waited for the pain and the pleasure, but instead, all she heard was the door flying right open.

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A/N// So umm who’s at the door?

And ummm…ummm…as the author, I want to slap myself, but you know what? I won’t, you guys can do it for me😖😢b-bye….