The morning felt different when Xavier woke up. Even he felt different when he woke up. There was something special about this morning because he and Adaline were finally together not only that but they had finally moved past their differences.

He had been dressed already and today he was in a hurry to complete all these tasks because we had to hurry back to his mate.

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Xavier chuckled at that feeling. It was ironic how he had hated it when his colleagues had to go home early to spend time with their better halves and now he was doing just the same. By the expressions and the scent that everyone had it was obvious that they were happy about too.

"Sir?" A messenger arrived on his command after he had knocked on the door. Save your friend who has sent a message to him? "These were sent for you."

Xaviers eyes moved from the face of the messenger to what was in his hand. It was a huge bouquet of roses.

He frowned. "Is there a message?"

The Messenger replied, "it has been sent from the house of Ambassador Quill."

Quill? Adeline.

"Keep it on the table," he commanded as Xavier went back to work, allowing the Messenger to keep the bouquet and leave.

As soon as the Messenger went away Xavier closed his files through his pen on the table and rounded the table to get to the bouquet.

Ambassador Quill meant that it was Adeline who had sent the bouquet for him.

A silly grin came to his face as he realised that Adaline had sent this for him.

He went ahead to pick a flower. They were deep red roses. Did she find similarity between his eyes and the roses as when he changed to his beast his colour of eyes changed to blood?

A small pinch made him frown and the scent of blood wafted into the air. What the hell, he looked down at his hand and saw a small droplet of blood on the skin.

The rose had a thorne.

Nothing much of it replaced the rose back into the book before moving out of the office while sucking his skin to get rid of the blood as his saliva would heal the wound within seconds.

Just as he stepped out of the room he stopped. His ears picked up something.

He turned around to the soft padding of someone walking but found no one. How was that possible?

He stepped back into the room to give it a good and thorough look. His eyes and ears never defeated the purpose and he could swear that he heard someone walking is very likely in his office.

But the sound was very light and he could not find any one and smell them. Perhaps . . . it might be somewhere in the palace?

He frowned and turned around to go to his room. He was going to meet Adeline.

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He did not use automobile but carried on by his foot like he had done the previous time. Adeline was not afraid of his beast anymorel. They had established a bond.

He hoped for such. He just hoped that she did not back away from his beast.

In the shifting world rejections were not taken lightly. Rejections were there. Unless the mate was a heavy criminal the other one would not reject them no matter what. They would choose to live a secluded life and away from anyone.

Whosoever says to rejection did not left for long. It was similar to how it was after the passing of one mate. Their lives for interview with each other which is why if you took one over the other one would vanish as well.

He had taken rejection from adaline many times. His beast could only control so much and now that he had felt adaline on him and taken her for a ride it was going to be difficult for him if she tried to move away.

His beast might not be able to take the rejection.

He stopped at her house again allowing the connection to make her feel that he was near. It was something everyone felt when they found their mates but for Adeline it was different. She did not feel it as much as they did because she was a human.

She felt the ball slightly but it was not as compelling as it was for every one of them which is why he was waiting a bit longer than necessary. Why was she not coming?

Then he saw her.

She was standing over her window for stop he raised his paw and made a come down expression from his hand but she did not move making him frown more.

What was happening? Why was she not coming down?

Adeline kept on staring at him from the window of a room and he stayed right back. She is tilted her head slightly before huffing and pushing the curtains back into its place. He did not like the attitude. He had done nothing to deserve that.

He could hear the the stomping on the stairs. Why was stomping? That's something happened? He gave a small sniff and did not smell any blood on her which meant that she was not on her period.

Then why?

She came out of the back door and instead of coming up to him directly which made him slowly stand up she stop shortly on the foyer.

He waited, was she not coming to him?

"I'm busy," she said in monotone voice, "how about I give you a call next time we are to meet?"

He titled his head.

"Yes," she nodded and her expressions remained the same, "even the civilians are busy, dear king." She spat before walking back inside.

His beast find but he felt enraged at the words she said. He would have never denied hurt busy and would have given her the space and time she did but the way she spoke it hurt.

It fucking hurt.

He turned back around and in fury ran across the forest in the highest speed he had.

Guess what, they were not meeting until she wanted now.