CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
The King had once been powerful and the only voice that the planet paid attention to. I'd spent a great deal of my childhood shivering at the sound of his declarations on TV but right now, there was a new sheriff in town and he was defending me with an anger I'd never seen coming from him, not even last week when he single handedly killed a mob that had attacked us at the lake house.
“I was doing you a favor. Why can't you see that?” The King screamed at his son but I could detect a twinge of fear in his tone.
Which was within reason, after all, Xavier had gripped his throat tightly and had his boot on his tail.
“Doing me favor? By breaking the bond between me and me Luminari? Where will you draw the line at tormenting me and my human, Father?” He screamed in his face, his fractured grammar showing how angry he was.
It was the first time I'd heard him speak more than a few sentences in this form.
“I was trying to save you from becoming like these pathetic beings. I mean, look at her! She's unable to defend herself, curled up and waiting to be rescued by some prince charming. And if that stupid guard hadn't disrespected me, she would have been dead and you, a free man!” He snapped and the more he spoke, the tighter Xy’thern's hold on his neck became.
“Save me? You're liar! You is the pathetic one for trying to force yourself on weak, helpless woman all in the guise of saving me. You're a selfish being and you didn't do anything for anyone but yourself!”
“Enough! Let me go this instant. You think because she gave you the powers that I'd prepared your body for, you suddenly have an edge over me? I'll kill you like I killed your stupid mother if you don't let go of me this instant!” He screamed and that sent Xy’thern off the hinge.
The next minute, Xy’thern drove his thick fist into his helpless father's nose, the squelching noise meaning it had definitely been dislocated.
I watched in horror as he beat his father, grabbing him by the tail and hitting his head on the wall.
It was obvious that the King was no longer the most powerful man in the world, Xavier and his Ky’rhan was and when King Seth realized it, his body had been used to destroy the entire bedroom.
It was when Corbin ran into the room and dragged him away from the bleeding king that I realized I'd been screaming.
“Guards! Take the former King to the dungeons, he'll face the council after the coronation and wedding tomorrow!” He screamed and the entire room paused for a second before they all moved quickly to obey his orders.
It took three Moderates to drag the unconscious ky’rhan out of his room and I watched in horror as the maids began cleaning the blue blood off the walls.
He shook out of Corbin's hold and the ABC knew to leave immediately before the anger turned to him.
I couldn't stop dry-heaving, my tears all dried up and as he approached me with his bloodied body, fear gripped my body but he didn't mind.
He simply carried me off his father's bed and buried his nose in my neck.
Then he kept uttering the same word he called me that other night after he saved me from someone who wanted me dead.
As he carried me up the flight of stairs with no hurry in his steps, I realized I was no longer scared. My body cuddled up into his arms and I just kept crying.
My emotions were raw and bristling, and the hairs on my neck were spiked up.
This was the third time he had saved me from imminent demise and I couldn't help the part of me that softened at how his soul was attuned to mine, always rescuing me from a world that didn't want me alive.
“Zorlak,” he growled for the umpteenth time in the last minute and I filed it away to ask Xavier what it meant.
He opened the door with his tail and I had expected him to drop me on the bed but he kept walking into the bathroom, making my blood pressure to rise.
“Xy’thern?” I called his name, hoping to elicit a response from him but he only growled in response.
Instead, he began peeling my clothes but his eyes remained on my face.
It was the first time he'd seen me this way and to my surprise, he didn't sexualize the moment.
It seemed the alien that had been furiously screaming at his father was gone and this one was speechless and dropping into the bathtub for whatever reason.
“You don't need to bathe me, I can do that myself. Just go into the shower,” I said, hoping he'd take the hunt.
I didn't get rescued from one ky’rhan to get railed by another.
I guess he noticed the tears brimming on my face because he frowned deeply and gave me the soap, making me sigh in relief.
“You don't have to watch me bathe, go wash off. I'm not going anywhere,” I reassured him and he hummed in response but he still knelt down there, his face so down and sad that it felt like he was going to cry.
I felt bad for him and I felt something in my heart break. Maybe he wasn't the bad guy. The ky’rhan that was solely responsible for our predicament was down in the dungeons and if it was for this moment, Xy’thern deserved my feminine softness.
So I did the next stupid thing that came to my mind.
“The bathtub is too small, let's go to the shower together,” I suggested and he gingerly got up and carried me to the shower which was big enough.
I helped him take off the pieces of torn clothes from his body and I began to wash his body.
I lathered the loofer with soap and began washing the grime off of him.
It felt good that I was doing this for him even though I was still shaken from the day's event but he had saved me once again even though it was from his own father.
As I thought about it, I realized he had chosen me over his father and he literally moved the wedding up because he didn't want anyone to say anything about it. People might even try to kill me but hopefully, he'll be able to come through just like today.
“How did you know what was happening?” I asked as I carefully washed his long ears and neck.
“I like Luminari, I know when she need me,” he replied hoarsely.
It was like a deep bond formed between us, this time, I felt something more than the insane chemistry we'd always shared.
Even though I still wasn't ready to give in completely, I felt some sort of possessiveness to him, he was my alien, my savior and tomorrow, I'll be walking down whatever isle they took me to and I'll be marrying him.
Hopefully, my parents won't be too upset about the change in plans.
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