Chapter 70 - Epilogue (1/2)

Honestly I was so done. I was down with him and the way he has been treating me lately and I am done with everything. To hell with him!

”Tori, come on you've been sitting on that couch for almost a week now. You have to get up and go and do something or-or at least call hi-”

I snapped my eyes away from the television and glared a Ginger who stood in the walk way of the lounge, a steaming cup of coffee in her hands. She took a sip as she looked at me, knowing fully well I was about to explode.

I wasn't going to let my emotions get the better of me. I was a mature twenty one year old werewolf. A Queen in fact and I couldn't let them get the better of me. Taking a deep breath in I calmed myself and then replied, ” Ginger, I love you. You know that but currently I do not want anything to do with that werewolf. I need my space and he clearly needs his.

These past few days have been a much needed break, for the both of us.”

”Yes but-” Ginger shook her head and then shrugged her shoulders, clearly releasing nothing she could say to me would change my mind and she was right.

”I guess I'll let the both of you figure this out but honestly Tori do you really think leaving in the middle of the night like that was a good idea. I mean he's going to be furious! He probably still is and I am telling you he's going to break down my front door any day now.”

I huffed and glanced back at the television, ”I know it probably wasn't the best thing to do but I was just so angry and we had been fighting for days and I just needed to get away. I knew if I told him I was leaving he'd go berserk so I didn't.” I looked back at her and the look she was giving me clearly said, 'you're so dead, you made the dumbest decision but I love you and I'll obviously take your side.'

”Don't look at me like that,” I said tucking my legs underneath me on the couch.

”Like what?”

”You know exactly what I mean.”

”Okay, okay fine but I mean didn't you try to talk to him?” She asked as cradled her coffee cup between her hands and leaned against the wall.

”I did but every time it got heated and then-and then well...ahhh...” I trailed off as images of what Xavier did once we began shouting at each other flashed before my eyes. All the blood in my body began to move upwards and into my face as I thought of how-how he'd grab me and then crash his lips to mine angrily and possessively. The makeup sex was always so-no I cannot think about such things right now especially with Ginger standing right in front of me.

In fact she's smiling rather broadly at me almost as if she knows exactly what I was thinking. Ah hell, so embarrassing!

”Yes, well,” I said clearing my throat, ”let's just say that every time I tried talking to him it didn't end up how'd I'd expect it to and we didn't exactly well...end up talking that much.”

Ginger just smirked at me and said, ”well then I don't know maybe now he will take you seriously and you guys will be able to work this out.” She left and I sunk deeper into the couch. Throwing my head back I sighed and closed my eyes.

Xavier and I had just finished up one of our 'arguments' and we were lying in bed together. He was fast asleep and his arms were wrapped around me. I remembered stroking his face softly and then remembering why I was arguing with him in the first place and why I kept getting angrier and angrier at him.

Every time I tried to broach the subject of the whole me not being able to get pregnant he'd always change the subject or just act like it isn't even a thing. We hadn't brought it up for over a year and I finally decided to bring it up again and he kept acting as if it just wasn't a thing and we didn't ever have to talk about.

I wanted to, I wanted to see if we could somehow miraculously try to adopt or try different avenues but he just wouldn't ever let me speak about it. We'd argue and then he'd make me forget what I was even arguing about in the first place and then tell me that I was enough for him and that was that.

I had asked him if he ever wanted children and he had stared right at me and said no. I remembered how much that hurt me and how angry that made me because I had been silently beating myself up for months on end about it and it hurt me every time I realised that I could never give him that and then to finally realise that he never even wanted children?

I just couldn't be near him, my hormones were raging and I just needed to leave and so I did. I slipped out of his arms that night and caught the next flight home.

And to be entirely honest it was the best thing I had done. I have been able to take a break from running a kingdom and Xavier. I was also able to see Ginger and Chris, who I hadn't seen in over a year and who I had missed so much.

It also gave me some time to think things through and figure out how I am going to deal with this whole situation with Xavier. I wasn't delusion, I know I have to go back soon or Xavier would drag me back (in the nicest way possible) if I didn't leave. I was just enjoying my free time...for now.

Chris, Ginger and I had supper and I couldn't remember the last time we had all laughed so much together. It really was a good feeling being back. Ginger made the best lamb chops and I ate as if I had never seen food before. I truly missed her cooking as well.

I rubbed my belly as I climbed up the stairs and into my old room. I was still thinking about food when I shut the door.

”Did you honestly think you could just leave me like that?”

I screamed as my heart jumped out of my chest. I quickly smacked the light switch on and stared incredulously at Xavier sat in the middle of my bed, his feet planted firmly on the floor and his arms crossed over his chest.

”Wha-wha...how-how in the hell are you even in here?!”

”Tori is everything alright? We can hear that His Majesty is with you?” Chris shouted from down the hall.

I was still reeling from my slight shock but I managed to reply, ”yes everything is fine. I've got it.”

”Okay hun.”

I glared at Xavier as I remained in my spot near the door. I took in his black clothes and his tousled hair. His grey eyes bored into me as he watched me like a predator.

”Come here,” he demanded.

I continued to look at him some more and the begrudgingly stalked over towards him. I stopped a few feet away from him and then gasped as he roughly pulled me so that I was standing between his legs.

”That's better, now tell me exactly why you thought you could leave me the way you did.”