CHAPTER 5

CHAPTER 5

Hazeal

The previous night was a long one. I cried myself to sleep but still had to wake up early this morning so I couldn’t do the last minute arrangements I couldn’t yesterday.

Thankfully dad had been too busy to ask why I hadn’t shown up yesterday. If he had, I didn’t know the excuse to give.

I quickly took a bath and got ready in a pair of jeans and a big t-shirt. I sent a text to Stella who has been assisting in planning the occasion that I was on my way.

As I took the short work to the pack house I kept a check of my environment to avoid anything close to what happened yesterday. I couldn’t wait for the mating fest to be over so I could stick to my old patterns. I stuck to freelancing as my job since I could never fit anywhere and it was more comfortable …safe.

I only took offers from humans, most of them where nicer than most werewolves. Sometimes I would journey out of my pack into the human town close by. Their eyes never judged me, probably because being plus sized was even a thing.

If it weren’t for my dad, I would have considered living amongst humans several times. However I couldn’t do it. My mother left and I didn’t want to leave my dad too, that would be too much for him.

As I got closer to the pack house, I once more found Xiol by the entrance. Why was he always there, I mean he was provided a room space.

I groaned with frustration. just like I did the day before, I swiftly turned around and hastily moved towards the back entrance. My heart nearly stopped when I heard his husky voice call out to me “Hazeal”.

Oh no no no…I increased my pace “Hazeal… wait” he said but all my Brian was focused on was getting away from him.

“ Hazeal” he growled in warning. My breath hitched, run Hazeal…run. Before my body could process what my mind was saying, thick muscle arms grabbed me from behind.

I could feel his every breath on my neck and as much as it scared me, it also excited me. “ Why do you keep running from me?” His deep baritone voice whispered into my ears.

“N…no. I… don’t run from you” I stuttered, shutting my eyes so tightly. So suddenly he grabbed my voluptuous bosom. My eyes popped open with a vengeance. “ my little mate, no running or hiding can keep you away from me” he chuckled with that deep voice of his and I unexpectedly found myself leaking with desire.

It took a moment for my brain to realize what he had just called me. His mate? Was he playing a prank on me? This was one of the sickest jokes that would have me as its star.I stiffened in his arms as I looked around to check on any hidden cameras.

He must have seen how easy it was to break me down and he had decided to have his own fun with me. My eyes welled up, my heart hurt. Secretly I had hoped that he would have some sort of likeness towards me… I guess I was wrong.

He must have sensed the sudden shift of my emotions because he turned me around and stared at me with what looked like concern but I knew better.

I closed my eyes and felt the tears slide down my cheeks. “ Please let me go'' I whimpered pleading with my eyes.

His expression went from concerned to hurt and then it hardened again. It was so fast I thought I saw it wrong. “Go” he growled as his eyes kept shifting from his wolf’s to his.

I ran but just before I turned to do so I saw him punch his hands on the wall. No doubt it was going to have a dent and his hands some bruises.

Once again, it was all my fault.

?

How could Stella have forgotten the most important item for the ceremony! Stella was one of the people I could have a decent conversation with, though I won’t call us friends but we got along well especially in putting things together.

However she must have been excited to be with mate again after his recent return from a business trip. Though I really wish them well, their love story had put a dent in my perfect night plan.

I had decided not to attend the ceremony, not like anyone would miss me anyways. I was tired of getting disappointed and I have finally made peace with the fact that I won’t be anyone's mate.

Getting the enchanted blade to them would have been a problem if the ceremony hadn’t started but unfortunately it had.

The blade was the most essential item for Frawn clan’s mating fest. In most packs once the male had chosen a female and the female consented they were meant to mark each other in front of all.

During my grandfather's reign he had stopped the act pointing that making a mate was meant to be special and intimate, he was a big romantic so my dad says.

Anyway, my grandfather had gone out of his way to get the enchanted blade. The blade was used to cut into both mate plans to draw blood and once it was drawn the palms would be joined together and almost immediately a link would be formed between the mates.

Though the link wasn’t a forever one, the mates still had to mark each other but now they could choose to do it in the private covers of their house.

Still dressed in my pajamas shirt, I took off my shorts and put on jeans. No need to look fancier anyway, I was just going to drop the blade and then get the hell out of there.

My plan was going well. Fortunately for me I got there just before the choosing started. I smiled a little proud of myself.

Remember just a second ago when I said I was fortunate? Well it turns out fate was playing a game with me because the males started to arrange themselves according to hierarchy. The choosing had begun just before I could leave.

I turned quickly and started walking to the ball room’s exit. Why did the damn room have to be so big?, I thought.

As I weaved through the crowd of females , I heard the anchor announce that as a guest alpha Xiol would be giving the honor of announcing his chosen mate to everyone.

My chest constricted in pain. Why did the thought of him choosing another female cause me so much pain? I paused and took a deep breath to settle my thoughts.

I wished him well with whomever he chose

though. Hopefully she gets to change his brooding attitude.

There was also a chance that he would leave, on some few occasions the males didn’t choose anyone because no female had caught their attention . The darkest part of my desire was that I actually preferred if he decided to do so instead.

I didn’t want to stay and see if he chooses a female. So I started walking again towards the exit and I was almost there when I heard his lovely deep voice say…

“I choose her” several heads turned my direction. Why were they all looking at me, I turned back to see if anyone was probably behind me.

No one was behind me? NOBODY WAS BEHIND ME.. I panicked. I turned around only to find myself looking at a clothed, well muscled and puffed chest.

I slowly lifted my eyes to meet Xiol’s eyes. His eyes twinkled happily but his facial expression remained cold and hard.

Like he had earlier in the day, he reached out and held onto my waist, this all felt like a dream and I was still finding it hard to decide if it was a good one or a nightmare.

“I choose you Hazeal, you are mine” he growled out possessively.

I gaped at him dumbfounded. Of all people, he chose me?