IZZY'S POV:

I am rinsing myself in the shower when I hear the metal creak of the door opening. I instantly wrap my arms around my middle. A rush of cold air make goosebumps raise my skin in a chill. I slowly look over my shoulder. I see Matheseus standing there with eyes filled with lust. I feel disgusted as I feel his gaze rake over my body. He takes a step forward. My chest hurts from how hard my heart is beating against it. 

"What do you want?" My voice sounded strong, but to be honest I'm terrified. I feel like the only card I have left to play, is the joker. I am a clown with masks upon masks upon masks. But if you take them away...I am but a scared girl. 

"I needed to talk to you about something."

"What?" I ask harshly.

He takes a step forward and says, "Do not speak to me like that," he snarls, "Remember that I can give the order to kill your little Alpha! So you better show some respect."

Without thinking my inner wolf knows that it us in the presence of someone with a huge authority. I bow my head in submission. Even if I don't want to, my wolf, by nature, has to show submission to someone with a higher rank.

"I want you to make your mate give his pack over to me."

Shock is evident on my face, "What? No! His people mean everything to him. And besides, even if he did give them over to you, all of them will not bow down to a pathetic little swine who preys on little boys for his own amusement." 

His wolf eyes glow red in rage. He raises his hand. My vision blurs for a minute. I find myself on the shower floor with my cheek stinging like crazy. I look down at the little puddle surrounding me, there are drips of blood. A strong metallic taste invades my tongue, making my jaws clinch at the revolting taste. I touch my lip with a shaking hand. I flinch when I feel my cut lip.

I am still dazed when I lift my gaze up to the Rogue Alpha. I cower when I gaze upon his retched face. He has transformed into half man, half beast. My breath shakes when he bends down so than his face was close to mine. I look at the ground. 

"You be ready. Tomorrow your beloved mate will die," his voice is like the sound of gravel being crunched, "And you," he moves closer, his breath in my face. I close my eyes and try to control my breathing, "You will be mine. And there is nothing you can do about it."

With his thick black claws, the Rogue Alpha moves my wet hair. He comes closer. I feel my gag reflexes kick in. I try hard to keep my food in my stomach. I feel his lips touch my neck. I shake and whimper in fear. 

"You are so tempting to my flesh. You are so beautiful." He breathes. At that moment, I wish I was as ugly as a hag. He makes me feel unbeautiful, impure. He makes me feel tainted and disgusting. He takes a deep breath of my scent. I feel the blood drain from me. I am so cold even though there is hot water beating against my back. "I cannot wait to taste your skin like I had before." He says with a voice filled with lust. Hot tears stream down my face. Please please go away. I sob in total and utter fear when I feel his hand travel up my naked body. 
"Please don't." I whisper shakily, my fear cracking through the strong front I'd put on.

"Just a little taste." 

A very deep and powerful growl echoes though-out the shower. Matheseus chuckled, "You really know how to ruin a moment. I was having some alone time with my future wife."

I lift my gaze to the doorway, there stands a seething Xander. His shoulder and chest move with each deep breath he takes in. His nose is flared, his lips curled into a snarl and his eyes holding the rage of the world. His hands are clinched into a tight fist. "Get the hell away from my woman, Matheseus."

I see the rogue alpha flash his fangs when he smiles. "She will not be your woman for long Xander. You will be in the next life, watching me take her over and over again while she shakes in pleasure."

Xander takes a threatening step forward, but the ten guards holding him pull him back. Matheseues's deep chuckles echoes. 

"Get out." Xander snarls. 

Matheseus turns to me, grabs my face roughly and smashes his lips unto mine. Making me feel as if he's bruising me. I hear a roar. I try to push him off, but when my hands reach out to shove him, I was only touching air. I open my eyes. He's gone. "Witchcraft." I whisper. 

I sigh in relief knowing that he is gone. I do not try to hold myself back from emptying the contents of my stomach. I see the remains go into the drain. I shake when I try to stand up. I feel so weak and in shock. I have no strength physically and emotionally. I collapse back unto the floor, but not before I feel strong arms catch me. "Oh Izzy." He whispers, "What have they done to you." 

He cups my injured cheek and growls, "I'm gonna kill him. I'm going to make him suffer." He pulls me closer where I could see the pained look in his eyes, "I'm so sorry, Izzy. This is all my fault. I'm so sorry you've gone through such horrible things."

I pat his hand, "It's okay okay, Xander. It doesn't matter anymore. I'm alive. I'm okay. Our pup is okay." I look up and into his eyes. My Xander's eyes. I raise my weak hand and cup his face, stroking his cheek with my thumb. "It's been so long," I whisper. 

Xander frowns in confusion, "What do you mean?"

"It feels like its been so long since I've looked at you. Once we get home, I'm going to rediscover you, body and soul." Xander smiles, but it doesn't reach his eyes. He looks to his side and sighs. 
I hold the side of his face, "Xander?"

He gulps, "You will be going home. You will raise our son to be a strong Alpha."

I felt something settle in my chest. An unease. "I will...with you along side me." I feel tears well up in my eyes. I know what he meant, but I hoped that somehow it wasn't true. 

For the first time ever, I see sadness and defeat in my mate's eyes, "No...I won't be coming back home with you, Elizabeth."

I shake my head and try to smile through my tears, "No..no no no. You are going to come back with me. You are going to be there to watch our son become a man. And you will be there when we grow old together. And then we will look into each others eyes when we both take our last breath!" I sob. 

Xander cups my face firmly, "You will be okay. That's all that matters."

I shake my head, "No! Stop saying things likes that! You're going to be okay too. We're going to be together."

Xander sadly smiles, "I love you with everything that I am Elizabeth Crowe. I will cherish every moment I had with you and memorise what it feels like to touch you. You coloured my world of grey, you made my heart beat again...and for that I am so grateful for you. I'm sorry for not being a better mate. But know that you and our little boy is the most important thing in my life," with each word he says, the pain in my chest grows. Xander blinks away the tears that build, "When I'm gone, please do not let this stop you from living. You stay strong. You raise our son to be a good man."

I sob, but I also nod, I can't even speak without releasing a retched sound.

Xander looks into my eyes, "I know that you're not only going to be a good mother, you're going to be a great one," He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath, "And if...if you find someone else..."

"I won't," I said adamantly, "I won't be able to."

"But if you do find a man that you love...make sure he treats you right and that he will be a good father to our son. Someone strong to be a leader, an alpha," I see him struggling to let out each word, "But also, he has to love you with all of his heart. He has to put you two first in his life. If he doesn't...I'll probably drag him down to hell with me."

I hold onto my Xander, "I love you Xander, with all my heart I love you. It's going to be impossible for me to be with anyone else. Because in order for me to do that...I would need a heart to give away. And the thing is...is that I've already given my heart away and I don't want it back. You keep my heart save Xander, in this life...or the next."

He looks at me with sorrow, but also love. So much love. He leans down and softly presses his lips into mine. This isn't an ordinary good bye kiss. He is kissing me with everything we have together. All of our memories together, all of our love. Everything. And I do the same. I kiss him as if I need to breath. He holds the back of my head and my cheek while I have my arms around his waist. 

He pulls me up on his lap, straddling him. Our kiss intensifies. My arms wrap around his shoulders, the shower still going, pouring over our slick skin. His hands run down my back and cups my ass. I release a breathy moan as my hands run down his muscled chest and abs. They keep travelling down until I feel the bulge in his shorts. Xander instantly groans and his kisses become one of desperation, as if we both yearned to stay in this moment forever. 

His lips leave mine and they begin their travel at my neck. I bit my lower lip as he sucks on that one sensitive spot. His hand leaves my ass and goes down between, cupping my slick core. When he feels how wet I was, his eyes went black with lust. I grip onto his shoulders when he started to rub the pink nub that was filled with energy, waiting to be released. His head dips down takes my breast in his mouth. A moan escapes my lips as my body buzz with tendrils of pleasure. 

My hand sneaks into his pants and grip onto his naked member, I smile when Xander hisses, "If you do that, I'm not gonna last for much longer." He growls through his teeth. 

I smile seductively at him, "Well I guess we better get to the main course then." Xander takes his shorts off and lies down. I crawl on top of him, resting my hands on his broad chest. His strong hands grip my hips as I lowered myself on to his member. My nails dig into his chest as the small spikes of pleasure makes me whimper in delight. The feeling of being completely full of him was indescribable. 

"You look so beautiful." Xander says breathlessly. His hands run up my sides and cup my breast, pinching the peaks. I began to move up and down, the feeling was overpowering all senses. I felt my pulsating core trying so desperately to climb this  unreachable height. Xander soon began to thrust upward, hard and fast. He grips my hips to keep my still as he plunges into me with a hunger. I felt his heart beating faster and faster under my hands. 

His arms went around me and I yelp in fright when he picks me up. He was like a man on a mission. Still staying inside of me, he lays me gently on the ground, spreads my legs wider and plunges deliciously deeper into me. His lips find mine as we give each other breathy kisses mixed with moans and groans. My arms wrap around his shoulders, pulling him near me, he goes lower and kisses my neck as he thrusts hard and fast. 

I felt it. The climb. I felt as if I was just about to reach the peak, "X-Xander, I'm gonna...I'm gonna..." I couldn't help, but release a loud moan. 

Mr arms and legs cling to Xander as a tidal wave of ecstasy surges from my core and throughout my whole body. I hold him tight to me as the only solid things in my dizzy world. My walls tighten in a spastic rhythm around his member. But Xander never stops thrusting, if anything he goes faster. His hard breathing loud in my neck. I soon felt him harden inside of me. "Shit." He groans loudly as he thrust deep inside of me. I felt his hips shaking in blissful tremors. Both of us riding out a sensation that only we could gift to each other. 

We are both left limp. Xander gathers me in his arms and hold me against his chest tightly. Though we just had such a beautiful and captivating moment, it didn't stop what we both knew to come. He was holding me tightly as I am holding him tightly  and yet I felt like I already lost him.  I can't even look at him. By this time tomorrow...he's going to be gone. My Xander is going to be gone. 

"Hey," He reaches my chin and raises my face. He smiles at me, "This isn't going to be that last time we meet. I'll be waiting for you right at the gates of heaven."

"How are you so calm?" I said weakly.

He smirks, "Because I know that with my death...you and our son are free."

I lay my head on his chest, "Please...just take me with you." I say in hopelessness, "I can't live without you, Xander. I can't live in this world with you in it."

"I can't. Your lives need to go on." He says softly in my hair.

We hear the door creak signalling us that the guards are coming to take him away from me forever. Panic hits me. I grab onto Xander even tighter. I start to cry again, "Oh my gosh Xander! Please please don't. I need you. I need you! You can't be taken from me."

He holds me tight as well, circling me with his big and strong arms. "Its okay...It's okay," He tries to comfort, "Everything will be okay. I'll slowly just become a part of your memory Izzy. And the pain will go away."

I shake my head, "I don't want you to become a memory," I sob ,"I don't want you to go away." I sob. I hear the steps of the guard get closer. I sob harder as they come nearer. I look into his eyes for the last time. Begging him to do something. But he doesn't, "Xander?" His eyes are filled with pain, but I know he's trying to keep it at bay for my sake. "I love you Xander."

He looks at me and smiles shakily, "And I love you, sweetheart. I'll be waiting for you my beautiful Izzy."

"All right Xander. Times up. You know the drill." The guard said in a cold and uncaring voice.

He was about to stand up, but stops when he looks down at my naked body. He presses me into him, his arms secure around me, acting as a shield. "Give me a towel."

"What?" The guard says in irritation.

"I said give me a towel!" Xander growls, "I'm not gonna move until she's covered."

The guards sighs in frustration, but does what he is told. He grabs a towel and hands it to my mate. Xander turns to me and wraps the big piece of material around me. He looks deep into my eyes as if memorising what they look like. He leans down and kisses my forehead tenderly. I close my eyes for that moment and memories what it feels like to have his lips pressed on my head. "I'll be waiting," he promises in a whisper. Without another look, he turns and lets the guard take him away.

Another guard comes in to escort me to my room. Once I get in there, I get dressed and lay on the couch. I feel so numb...as if my soul was taken from me. How am I going to survive without Xander?