Alpha Xander: His Contracted Luna

Xander pushed Faye to the banisters.

“What is up with you Faye?” He grimaced.

He looks down from the balcony. Catherine was going inside.

He heard her quick steps to the door. She slammed the door shut.

Faye licked her lips and rose to her feet, “She is not going to trust you anymore,” she said.

“Shut up,” he snapped.

She stepped closer to him saying to his face, “Don’t act like you didn’t want me.”

He breathed on her face, “You are nothing special to me, Faye.”

She growled. She didn’t spark the negative intrusion she intended.

Xander left her on the balcony.

She followed him from behind. He was out the door and so was she.

She leaned on the closed door, “How long till she realizes?”

“Realizes what?” he asked forcefully.

“She has to kill,” Faye snarled. “She can’t handle it. She’s weak.”

Xander scoffed, “You know nothing, Faye.”

Faye maintained a close watch when Xander strode down the stairs. He opened the door of the guestroom where he found Catherine.

She was kneeling and sobbing on the carpet.

Xander stood at the door, “It’s not what you think,” he said boldly.

Catherine had cried enough. She didn’t want to sulk over something she held no power to.

“I don’t care about you and Faye,” she rubbed her eyes.

Xander’s eyes were less stricken.

“What happened to you then?” he asked.

“You just stand there and demand all your questions to be answered,” she snapped. “You want to know… you really want to know?”

“I showed concern and you judge me for it,” Xander said. “Just tell me.”

She scratched the carpet with her fingers, fiddling with the texture, “Ever thought of why betrayal always comes from a friend… a trusted person you once cared for?”

Xander closed the door gently. Faye who crept behind the sofa grimaced to see her actions laid no hurt on Catherine. Something else did.

“I can’t believe Mary is with him,” Catherine said. “Jack still has a way to fuck with my life.”

“Catherine, that guy is a mindless human,” Xander scoffed. “Just like the lot of them.”

Catherine knew Xander wouldn’t say soothing words or heart-touching words to please her. This was his way of being supportive. He couldn’t be more empathetic.

“Xander… did you ever love her?” Catherine asked.

His forehead creased, “Who…. Faye?”

“-the girl from that night,” she took her fingers off the carpet.

“We had just met and as heartless as it may sound…” Xander said. “She was not my type, may her soul rest in peace.”

“You are kinda heartless,” Catherine chuckled.

“Look who’s smiling to dark humor,” he teased.

Faye was behind the door. She grumbled to herself, “I know just what to do to you, Catherine.”

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LATER THAT NIGHT

Xander was fast asleep in his quarters. Catherine had her eyes peeled on the garden artwork on her walls. She heard the car honking outside. She got out to the balcony.

The trunk of the car was open, and the coast was clear. No one was in the courtyard.

She went down to check it out in her silky corset.

The air was cold. She walked slowly to the car. Wolves howled in the distance. The sound drew nearer.

She approached the trunk and saw Manny tied in ropes. She looked around to see if any wolves were around.

Manny’s eyes were bloodshot. “He could get loose of the ropes with his immense strength,” she thought.

“What happened?” she asked with a low voice

“Wolf’s bane,” Manny winced.

She got him loose and helped him out of the trunk.

The sounds of wolves panting were heard from the front, near the fountain.

She lay on the ground flat beneath the car. She shivered in fear.

The wolves were two. Manny growled next to her.

“Stay quiet,” she cautioned.

He growled again and this time was violent.

She saw he had an ulterior intention in his eyes. The two wolves got on the roof of the car.

“Xander!” she yelled.

She ran into the fields, and Manny and the wolves jumped after her.

Her feet were weak and feeble. The wolves knocked her down.

“Manny… please stop,” she begged.

She looked over at the courtyard. She had her mind on Xander coming to the rescue.

Manny hovered her face. He was in his human form, unlike the other two wolves, drooling and howling.

“Don’t do this,” she cried. “Please don’t”

The two other wolves bit down hard on her legs. She wailed in agony.

The pain coursed through her veins. It was intense.

Manny drew a line of blood on her forehead. Her eyes were tainted with paints of red.

Manny raised his long fingernails ready to slash out her throat. She instantly closed her eyes.

***

She lay woke on her bead, drenched in sweat and agitating fearfully.

It was all a nightmare. She looked out the window and it was still dark.

“Catherine are you okay,” Xander barged into her room.

“Where were you?” she whimpered.

Xander clearly didn’t understand what happened. He looked into her eyes and said, I heard your frightened scream and I ran in here as fast as I could.”

He stood next to the bed and touched her face, she was reluctant at first, then leaned closer to trust him. He rubbed off the dark shade under her eyelids.

His eyes squinted, “Oh I see,” he rubbed his fingers together.

“I-I was attacked,” She fidgeted. “They tore their teeth into my legs,” she burst into tears.”

“No you weren’t,” Xander said boldly. “Someone had you deterred with your mind.”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

He patted her back and rested her head slowly on the pillow.

She sat up again, “It was real!” She shrieked.

“An illusion,” Xander said. “Someone must have tapped into your subconscious mind and deluded your thoughts while you were asleep. This is a very rare power in our pack, very few possess it.”

“Do you?” she sniffled.

“Sadly I don’t… but I’m aware of the only two people who do,” His eyes darkened.

This was a personal attack and Xander would see to the end of it.

***

In her quarters she listened keenly to the walls of the next room. Faye pinned her ears on the wall. The pack house had thick walls built for privacy, but with extra effort, Faye could listen through the walls.

She giggled manically, “This is just the beginning Catherine.”