Chapter 7
Xavier
My hostility is dependent on the fact that I couldn't get her off my mind. I couldn't close my eyes without having a clear picture of her in my mind. It was the most insane thing. Going for a different purpose only to find that your life has been changed by fate. I wanted her close, but at the same time, I was disgusted by her nature.
She was too weak.
It was glaring. I could sense her aura off her and it was embarrassing that someone like that would be my mate. Someone not in the same capacity that I was. I couldn't think too much into it but then I couldn't help it.
"Why couldn't I kill her on that same day?" I asked myself. That question had thrown me off balance, and I wasn't getting the answer that I deserved. That necklace she wore was something magical, and it would protect her from killing her, flooding my head with so many memories that I couldn't understand. Was she into dark magic?
I killed off everybody she knew because of how well I wanted revenge. I make no apologies for my actions. That didn't seem to be enough, the universe always looked for a way to taunt me. It is unique how we are waiting for our companion all our lives only to realize how much of a weakling they are. I had this sympathy for her but I shoved that feeling to the back of my mind.
I could remember bits and pieces of her as I walked back to my office in anger. There was something about that necklace that relieved the past over and over. I knew the necklace belonged to her but what I couldn't place was how she was alive. How she couldn't make sense of what that chain was.
'I woke up, and I had the chain on?' Those were her exact words. There was absolutely nothing I could make out of it. She was really in a state of confusion, and every time I wanted her to j,og her memory before her mouth was open, curses rained on me. I knew how much of a monster I was but what I didn't know was how she got entangled with that family anyways. How she got to be in their arms and was getting married to someone.
Was she Daphne?
Seeing her face the first time brought fainted memories, but I didn't think that she was the same Daphne I had known eighteen years ago.
I sighed, outing myself a drink, not knowing how I got to be in this mess. In the first place. Now, I had her sitting in my dungeons with no plan of what to do with her. Should I proceed, into getting to know her or just keep her on a tight leash? Those were my hard decisions right now, and she was too fierce; none of this was going to be easy.
One thing I knew was if she was Daphne. Does she remember me? This stranger had the chain of someone I know and put all the attributes she had to possess; she had to throw 'theft' into the fucking mix.
She had done features of Daphne, but she couldn't possibly be my Daphne that I have known all my fucking life. I watched myself break into a million pieces as I remembered the horror story that transpired behind Daphne. I fell through the cracks when I was out looking for my best friend. Now, I see her as this lady, and she had no idea of me. Then there were some qualities that she had that Daphne wouldn't even…
I sighed. I sent for Frank, who came as soon as he could.
"You look torn… is everything okay Alpha?"
"No."
"I heard you captured a girl from the oak that you destroyed. Why? Why not finish her off, it is not like anyone would be looking for her anytime soon."
"No one would be looking for her ever because her real parents had been dead a long time ago." He stared at me confused. I could already picture his reaction when I told him the truth.
"What do you mean?"
"I think she is Daphne but she doesn't remember me or her life from before." He chuckled, shaking his head in disbelief.
"I think your obsession with your best friend, who has been missing for years, has been messing with your head. I told you before, you should forget about it. It has been eighteen years now. One would think that she is dead." I growled, stopping his words before he manifested another tale I didn't want to hear about.
"Fine, I am sorry. I think I have gone way out of line but this is your grief talking. There is no way she would be Daphne." I pulled the CCTV footage from the dungeons where she was held. I showed it to him.
He paused. Looking at me before zooming in on the live footage. "She is a striking resemblance from when she was a young child but it is indeed a far stretch. She might be someone else. I have seen this face before." He recalled. "She was to be married to James before you killed him. They were to get married. Her name is Zara, but now that I think about it, she could be Daphne, but it is a far stretch. "
"You see that necklace, that was the same pendant that she wore when she was a kid. If not for anything, that necklace proves that she is the one."
"Have you spoken with her?" He kept looking at the same footage.
"She doesn't remember." I sighed. "she keeps wailing that I had killed the only family that she ever had and it is pissing me off. Honestly, maybe it is my delusions. There is no way she is Daphne. She is thinking like them and I cannot condone that."
"So you are going to kill her?".
"No…I can't."
He became more confused "What do you mean you can't?"
"She tried to kill me but when I tried to return the favour… the necklace protected her." I paused. "I can't hurt her."