A weight bears heavily on my shoulders because I am torn between what I want and what I think Xiomara wants. The way she kissed me now shows me that she wants this just as bad as I do, so why the fuck aren’t we giving in to this?
Gods, I want this woman.
The way she fits me so perfectly, it’s almost as if the Goddess made her just for me. There’s no way this could be wrong, not with the way she makes my dead heart beat with purpose. She feels the same way about me, so why was she hiding it?
Why feel ashamed for wanting something that feels so right?
But then I finally heard Niko’s voice over the mind link and every bit of happiness I felt crumbled at my feet. Xiomara’s father has come to take her away - it’s too late for us.
She moves from my lap and gets to her feet as quickly as she can, then she walks to the closet where I can hear her heart beating as fast as a hummingbird. That kiss was supposed to be a goodbye, not a welcome home.
With a groan, I stand up and breathe out a sigh that makes me wince. I fucking hate being weak like this, I’m glad those cunts are dead or I’ll be tempted to kill them again.
When Xiomara walks out, she’s wearing a pair of trainers and a hoodie but I notice she’s not carrying anything else. Then again, everything here is what I’ve bought her, right? She looks at me, her lips a thin line as she nods.
“I’m ready,” she says, and her voice cracks. Her eyes and body language give nothing away, but her voice betrays her emotions. “Let’s go.”
“Xiomara-”
“No,” she says, shaking her head. “It’s too late now.”
I sigh again and bite back the pain, then I walk towards her and gesture for her to go first. Seeing her leave will be the hardest thing for me, but it will be a reminder that I let something beautiful slip through my fingers.
I’m a fucking idiot. Niko gave me an ultimatum this morning and now I'll be doing something I don't want to do.
/“We’re at the front gate and he’s not a happy fucker,”/ Niko tells me over the mind link. /“Hurry up so he can leave before I kill him.”/
Niko’s words from earlier echo in my head, but I know that I am too late to reconsider what's waiting. This Alpha and his territories are important to Niko’s plans, so I can’t give him any more reason to hate our pack.
Xiomara and I are quiet as we walk through the forest toward the mansion, and I notice she doesn’t even make eye contact with me. The closer we get to the mansion, the more something tells me I should say something and put an end to this.
“We can stop this,” I finally say, but she shakes her head and continues walking. “Xiomara, listen to me! I’ve had enough of this. I am done!”
She eventually stops and hangs her head in her hands, murmuring something in Spanish; as if she’s trying to convince herself that this won’t be good for either of us.
But I’ll knock that doubt out of her head because this woman is mine. “I can go there and tell your father you’ll still be my bride; just say the words and I will do it. Tell me you'll be mine and we can stop this foolishness!”
She turns around to face me, and true to her Bambi nickname, her eyes are wide and shining with unshed tears. Her shoulders shake lightly as if she’s trying not to sob. “Xiomara, please say something,” I beg.
A tear slips down her cheek, and she takes a few tentative steps toward me. “How can we work?” she murmurs, wiping her tears away with the back of her hand. “You want someone who will be obedient and submissive, someone who won’t challenge your authority to no end. Not someone like me who will question your will!”
I scoff and close the distance between us, drawing my hand to the back of her neck and pulling her close. “You’ve just described everything I love about you, everything that drives me crazy and gets my cock hard at the same time,” I say as I wrap my arms around her waist.
“You’ve been this constant thought in the back of my mind that I can’t get rid of, and now that I’ve had a taste, I don’t want to get fucking rid of it. You've branded yourself onto my very fucking soul, Xiomara, no matter what I do, I cannot let go of you.”
She sniffs and chuckles sadly. “Are you sure? I’m not… I’m not easy, Maxim-”
I cup her face with both my hands and feel my eyes shift to Beta gold. “I don’t fucking want easy; I just want you. No shame, no regrets - just you.”
Why the fuck was that so hard to admit? Why couldn’t we just be honest about how we felt before everything led to this point? I’m an idiot; a real fucking idiot for allowing it to spiral out of control.
“I…” she trails off, sniffing. “I want you too; I want this with you.”
No other words could ever sound sweeter than this, and I draw my mouth to hers, sealing our need with a kiss. If we were anyplace else but outside in the cold woods, I would claim here and now. But she’s not just a quick fuck.
“He’s my father, Maxim!” she exclaims. I see her red cheek and it makes my blood boil. “He’s angry with me and worked up, but this can all be settled with a few words, okay? Let’s speak with him about our decision and go from there.”
I let go of his lapel, and he falls to the floor, holding his nose. How the fuck is she expecting me to be calm right now? From a happy fucking revelation in the woods to this. I shouldn’t give in so easily, I should be beating him to a pulp for touching what’s mine, but the look in her eyes reels my anger back.
“Fine,” I say, gently grabbing the back of her neck and pulling her to my side before glaring at her father. “If you had waited just a few fucking seconds before touching her, you would have known that my betrothal to your daughter is still in effect. She’s mine.”
The fucker at least has the decency to look scared as he takes a step back, looking from his daughter to me. “S-still in effect? You are going to marry her?”
I nod. “I am and you just hurt my bride; for that, you shouldn't be spared, but she’s just saved your life by vouching for you,” he pales at my words, and I can’t help but smirk. “The marriage is still in place and so are the arrangements between you and Niko.”
Niko walks towards us and places a hand on my shoulder. “I have the papers up in my office. If you will, Alpha Aldo, we can do this right now.”
This is what Niko spoke to me about earlier; he has the marriage papers, and it's just for us to sign them. I turn to Xiomara and see the shock on her face, because if her father says yes, then we’re getting married right fucking now.
Her father flounders, but nods anyway. “Certainly!” he exclaims, then he turns to me. “I apologize for my rash behavior, Beta Maxim. I hope you can forgive me. And you, Zara, I am sorry for striking you.”
Xiomara nods. “The first and the last time, Pappa,” she says, then actually walks towards him and embraces him. They whisper something to each other and her father nods, actually looking apologetic for once.
She joins me at my side again and then glances up at me. “You knew about the papers, didn’t you?” she asks, but obviously already knows the answer.
I lean forward to kiss the side of her head, attempting to hide my smile but failing. “Let’s just say I was informed, and knew I had to take action to keep you by my side,” I say. It’s not exactly the full truth, but it’ll do.
As long as I have her now, as long as she willingly says yes to being mine, it will all be worth it.
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