Mikayla's outfit and swimwear^^^

Mikayla's P.O.V

Heat pulsed through my body, jolting me awake. I screamed at the top of my lungs from the pain. Xavier ripped the sheets off me and held me in his arms. It felt as if every square inch of me was engulfed in flames. If felt extremely hot. Tears started streaming down my scrunched up face. Xavier's touch lessened the pain a little bit.

I was wiggling around in his arms, trying to relieve myself of the pain. My shorts felt like chains around my waist. I tugged at the clothing material. Xavier helped to take them off. I was left in my underwear and shirt.

"Water," I managed to wheeze.

Xavier picked me up and ran downstairs. He set me on the couch and ran to the sink. After filling a cup of ice water, he ran it over to me. I chugged the glass down in a matter of seconds, leaving my body craving more. I shook the glass in front of his face. He understood me and filled a bigger glass of water. I chugged that one down too. The pain was becoming bearable, but still terrible.

"What's happening to me?" I whispered.

"You're in heat, Princess."

"What the fuck is that?"

"It's what happens 24 hours after marking. It's continues every night until the couple completes the mating process," Xavier explained.

"Why isn't it happening to you?" I ask, faintly.

He sat silently.

"You're not a virgin, are you?" I look up at him. He was looking at the ground, silent.

I could feel my heart breaking into tiny pieces inside my chest.

"If you knew I was out there, why didn't you wait?" I ask.

"I'm sorry, Princess," Xavier softly says.

"Why didn't you wait for me?!" I yell.

"I didn't think I would find you. I had lost hope in finding my mate. That's also the reason I agreed to the marriage alliance."

"You should never lose hope. I was alive," I whimper, feeling unwanted tears spring to my already puffy eyes.

"I know, Princess. You will never know how sorry I am. I wish I could kiss away your pain and take away your sadness," he scooped me up into his arms. He carried me back up to our room.

Xavier sat down, sliding me into his lap. He rocked me back and forth, kissing my forehead ever so often, while whispering sweet nothings in my ear. Eventually, I fell back asleep.
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I awoke to find myself sprawled out across Xavier's chest. He was snoring heavily underneath me. I thought about what happened a few hours ago. Though I was heartbroken over the fact that he hadn't waited for me, I understood the struggle of wanting to give up on things.

I nudged Xavier, trying to wake him up. After a few rough pushes, I managed to earn a groan from him.

"Wake up, sleepyhead," I kept rocking him back and forth.

"What?" A groan erupted from Xavier's still body.

"Get up! I'm hungry," I said, continuing to nudge him.

"Fine," he started to sit up. Even though he had just woken up, he looked fucking sexy.

"I know, I'm irresistibly sexy. No need to mention it," even in the morning, he was arrogant.

I hopped out of the bed and opened the curtains on each side of his bed. Light flooded into the dark room, making Xavier flop back down, covering his eyes.

"Get up!" I smacked him with a pillow.

"Fiiiiiine!" He semi-yelled as he rose out of the bed.

He stood up and I stood up with him.

He wrapped his arms around my waist and nuzzled his face in the crook of my neck, "Good morning, Princess."

"Good morning, Alpha," I joked. I wrapped my arms around his neck.

"I could get used to waking up like this every morning," he laughed.

He lifted his head up and kissed me lightly on the lips. Then again. Then again. The last one lingered a bit longer. He caged me up against the wall and started kissing down my neck, causing me to involuntarily moan. He grabbed my wrists and pinned them up against my head. His lips gently touched my sensitive mark, making me moan loudly in pleasure. He smirked up at my reaction and continue to nibble at the mark. He invaded my lips with his and our lips did the tango. We finally stopped the heated moment when I was running out of air. It was like 100° in here. Xavier let me go and we laid on the messy bed

"What shall we do today?" He asked.

"I promised my brother I'd bring him to the park today at 12, so I'm not going to let him down."

"But in the meantime, we should get something to eat," Xavier pointed out.

"True." I started to unwrap my arms from him neck, but he pulled my into his chest and I yelped as he picked me up.

We, or should I say he, walked downstairs. There were about six male pack members downstairs laughing and talking. But as soon as they saw us, they bowed their heads in respect.

"Alpha, Luna," they all said in unison. Xavier set me down

I suddenly realized what skimpy clothing I was in. Xavier must have realized it too because he pushed me behind his back.

"Mine!" He yelled, making us all jump back. The guys looked scared shitless.

Xavier looked like he was about to attack all six of the men.

"You should go..." I said softly.

They bowed their heads quickly and ran out of there.

As soon as they were gone, I turned on Xavier.

"What the fuck was that?!"

"They were looking at what was mine," he held my waist and pulled me closer.

"You shouldn't lash out at your pack members like that," I scolded.

"Okay, Princess. What would you like for breakfast?" He asked.

"I could make my own br-," he cut me off but kissing me softly on the lips. It shut me right up.

"It's my duty to make my mate breakfast," he declared.

"Okay. Can you make waffles with whipped cream?"

"Coming right up, Princess," he lifted me up and sat me on the counter.

I watched as he scurried about the kitchen, collecting ingredients. After a few minutes, I became terrible bored. I took the can of whipped cream he had gotten out and sprayed some into my awaiting mouth. Then I turned the nozzles toward Xavier and sprayed the foam on his back. He slowly turned around with a bag of flour in his hand.

Fuck.

He grabbed a handful of powder and threw it at me. It landed on every square inch of me. I grabbed two eggs and threw them right onto his back. Yolk and dripped down him muscular back and onto the floor.

We proceeded to have a full on food fight.

After a few a minutes and a few dozen eggs later, we ended up on the floor laughing our asses off.

After a little while, we calmed down.

"I never got my waffles," I laughed.

"You would've if you hadn't raged a war between us," Xavier joked.

There were multiple eggs mixed with flour stuck in my hair, forming a gooey substance.

Just then, Olivia and Asher walked in.

"What happened here?" Asher exclaimed.

"The ultimate food fight," Xavier and I broke out in laughs again.

"Well, we were about to go swimming, wanna join us?" Asher offered.

Xavier looked to me for an answer. I shrugged, "Sure. Just let me change really quick."

Xavier and I got up and ran to our room. I changed into a pair of black bikini bottoms. I paired it with a teal twisted bandeau. I covered up with a pair of shorts and a teal tribal print shirt. We would have to walk across the house to get to the pool, and I don't think Xavier would appreciate me running around half naked. Xavier looked hot in his swimming trunks. Then we ran back downstairs and outside.

Olivia was tanning on a poolside chair and Asher was swimming around in the giant pool. I laid down next to Olivia and played some music.

After a few minutes of roasting in the June sun, I felt Xavier's arms wrap around my body. He lifted me up over his shoulder and started running toward the pool. I started yelling like a madwoman, demanding he put me down. But he just kept running. Eventually, he jumped and we plunged into the cool water.

I shot back up to the surface and started flailing my arms rapidly. I didn't know how to swim. I started to get very frantic and it felt as if my throat was closing up slowly.

My limbs started to get tired, so I slowly stopped paddling. I watched the surface float farther and farther away from me, until my back hit the bottom of the pool. When I couldn't stay conscious any longer, I drifted off into complete darkness.
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I slung Mikayla over my shoulder and started running toward the pool. Despite her complaints, I jumped into the water and let go of her. I swam to the edge of the water and pushed myself out. Asher and I started toward Olivia. Before we reached Olivia, I realized something was very wrong.

Mikayla wasn't surfacing.

I ran to the edge of the water and saw her limp body at the bottom of the pool. Fear flooded my body and I dived into the pool. I swam as fast as I could toward my princess, but I could tell she was already unconscious. I wrapped my arms around her waist and swam up. After what seemed like forever, I reached the surface.

"HELP!" I yelled, desperate for anyone's aid.

"Asher! Call 911!" I frantically hauled Mikayla's body onto the deck.

I pressed my head to her chest and could hear a faint heartbeat. But she wasn't breathing.

I started CPR. "Come one Mikayla. Stay with me, Princess. Stay with me!" I started to do mouth to mouth, but Olivia pushed me out of the way and started doing CPR the right way. I had forgotten she was a medical major.

I felt a watery substance spring to my eyes.

Tears.

I hadn't cried in a long time. When my favorite dog got hit by a car, I didn't cry. When my mother was pronounced dead, I didn't cry. When my father was found dead, I didn't cry. When King Vladimir threatened war against the werewolf species, I didn't cry.

But here I was, crying for my princess.

Finally, the paramedics showed up and put Mikayla on a stretcher. They hauled her into the back of the truck and closed the doors.

"Can I come with her?" I asked one of the men.

"Are you an immediate family member?"

"No," I answered.

"Well, I can't let you on unless you are."

He hopped into the driver's seat and they were off.
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Six days later~

Xavier's P.O.V

I sat in the chair next to Mikayla's bed. I ran my hand through my messy hair for what seemed like the one hundredth time.

Mikayla has been in a coma for six days. The doctor said that she will most likely wake up. I have been hanging onto that.

For the last six days, I had Ryder take over, due to my unstable mentally state.

I hadn't slept in days and was hardly eating.

I couldn't knowing that I had done this to my Princess.

I screwed everything up.

I should have know. She didn't know how to swim.

I laced my big hand with her smaller one. I missed her bright smile and twinkling eyes. Her laugh that could power a stadium. I missed her soft plump lips on mine. I missed her soft hand clutching my callused one.

I missed her.

I felt fucking terrible for everything.

I felt someone enter the room.

Ryder.

"Hey, man."

"Hey," I relied, dryly.

"Also, her High School sent her Diploma to her house the other day. They also expressed their concern for her at the graduation ceremony."

"Cool."

"Look, man. I know it's tough. But Mikayla wouldn't want you to be sitting around like this. Besides, the doctor said she will probably wake up."

"But what if she doesn't?!" I stood up. "Then I would lie the rest of my useless life in guilt, knowing that I practically killed my own mate."

Ryder looked at me with sympathetic eyes.

"Okay. Well I just came to check on you. Your pack is getting really wo-," before he could finish, Mikayla's best friend, Leila I think, burst into the room.

"Is that her? Oh my gosh, Miky!" She ran over to her ppbedside and clutched her other hand.

She stared at Mikayla sadly for a minute. Then she notice me standing across from her.

"You must be Mikayla's mate. She talks about you a lot. She seems to really like you," she smiles at me, warmly.

"Yeah. Mikayla told me that you were a vampire...." I recall.

"Um yeah. But I'm not part of any group or anything," she explains.

I look back at Mikayla's beautiful, but still, face.

"I heard the story. It's not your fault. It was just an accident, so don't be too hard on yourself," she tries to comfort me, but I'm not buying it.

I look to Ryder and find him staring at Leila with dark eyes.

"Mate," was all he said.