Chapter 592
Bill seemed terrified the moment he saw Xaden.
“A Aa.. Alpha X… Xaa… Xaden.” Bull stuttered.
From his quivering lips, I could tell he was scared out of his wits.
Xaden wore a menacing stare that could frighten anyone.
Well, anyone except me.
That facial expression no longer worked on me.
I had seen it long enough to be already used to it.
But Bill wasn’t.
I grabbed Bill’s arms and held him back to prevent him from leaving.
“Don’t go anywhere,” I said to Bill. “You were here first.”
And then I glared up at Xaden, my eyes spitting fire. “If there is anyone who is supposed to, then it would be him.”
Bill began to sweat, but I didn’t care
In fact, I was disappointed that he was acting like a wuss and refused to stand up to this big bully.
Xaden gave a very cunning smile.
“I don’t know you, Bill,” Xaden said, walking closer to him. “And that just shows how insignificant you are. You aren’t an Alpha. Still a Beta, a soon-to-be Alpha. I can perceive it.”
Bill swallowed heavily.
“And if you are next in line, you must have heard about me from your family.” Xaden grinned. “Haven’t you?”
“Y Yes, I have Bill managed.
“And you should know the things I’m capable of. You should know that I don’t take enemies lightly. Don’t you?”
“Yes, I do.” Bill managed.
Xaden continued. “And imagine your first week as ascension, having me as your enemy. Well
And he laughed.
Xaden laughed with a fierce, mean laugh, revealing his handsome dimples.
“I can tell you for free now that it would be the last thing you would want,” Xaden said.
As I held onto Bill’s hand, I felt it tremble like a terrified child caught in the act of stealing.
“Do you understand me now?” Xaden asked as the tension grew.
The atmosphere was so tense that I could almost taste it.
Bill nodded hastily. “I do Alpha.”
“Good.” Xaden smiled. “Now you know what to do.”
The cowering Bill pulled his hand away from my grip and disappeared.
I gasped in horror.
Xaden stood grinning at me.
Before I could react to what had just happened, Xaden took my hand in his and grabbed my waist firmly.
In an instant, he had me held firmly against his groin.
He was hard, and my body instantly reacted in hunger.
My nipples became hard, my tummy flipped, and I felt the sudden warmth between my legs.
He began dancing with him.
I began to struggle with him, but I was too weak.
My body wouldn’t let me.
Not when his hand was on my waist, and I was held up against him firmly.
“Let me go,” I said aloud, even though my body wanted me to stay.
“You’re not going anywhere.” He whispered into my hair.
“Do you want me to cause a scene?” I threatened. “What would happen when everyone sees that the great Alpha can’t behave himself?”
Xaden smiled at me, and I instantly knew he didn’t care.
“Wouldn’t be the first time I’ll be misbehaving. With you especially.” He said, and I frowned, confused. “Considering what happened in the corridor.”
My face went red with shame.
He was truly shameless.
Here I was arguing with a man who had no limits on how low he would stoop.
Go to the floor, Xaden would go underground.
“You’re a bully, you know,” I said as I looked back to see where Bill had followed.
There was absolutely no sight of him anywhere.
It was as though he had vanished, leaving no air.
“He didn’t do anything wrong to you.” I confronted as we swayed with the music.
He cocked his brows. “Aren’t you happy I saved you from him?”
“What?” I said lost.
“Jasmine.” Xaden began. “Did you want to be with a man who would run away in the face of danger? At the mere sight of his opposition? I did you a Favour if you think of it.”
I hated to admit it, but he was right.
Bill had been intimidated at the first warning Xaden had given him.
Not much of a fighter.
And I hated to admit it, but seeing Xaden so obviously annoyed, so seemingly jealous, had done things to me I never thought I would experience.
“Bill was dancing. No one ever said anything wrong about anyone dancing.” I said.
He twirled me around and then pulled me back to him.
“He was doing something wrong.” He said to my hair.
“What?”
“He was dancing with you,” Xaden said.
I felt a sudden chill evaporate in my spine.
“He had his hand on your waist,” Xaden whispered. “I don’t ever want to see his or anyone else’s around your waist. I couldn’t stand seeing him make you laugh.”
I blinked, unable to believe what Xaden was saying.
Being so vulnerable?
Openly jealous.
Expressing his feelings?
This was not the Xaden I had grown to know.
This was an entirely different man.
I swallowed and quickly changed the topic because I didn’t want to go down this path.
It was too dangerous, and I was wise enough to know it.
“Who taught you how to dance?” I asked him.
“My mother.” He said, his finger reaffirming their position on my waist.
I felt him smile even though I couldn’t see him.
“Whenever there was a ceremony, she would come to me and dance with me.” He said.
“How old were you?” I asked.
“Eight.” He said.
I felt a cold sweat coming.
He had just been eight before everything had been taken away from him in the most cruel way.
“How did you know it was me?” I asked him.
He laughed. “No one with fire-red hair could look this beautiful.”
I smiled at his compliment.
It hit me.
“Did you say fire red hair?” I asked, lost.
“Of course.” He said as he gently touched my hair. “Your hair is red.”
“But it’s black,” I complained. “I dyed it black.”
He shook his head as he played with the strands in his fingers.
“Not anymore.” He said. “Perhaps your hair doesn’t want to be hidden. Don’t you think so?”