Never Ending Addiction

5) Fight for it!

"You can't stop me..."
She challenged making his smirk prominent.

"Careful with your words, mate... It's not easy to escape the Wolf's den..."
He said evilly leaning to her level.

Eira took a step back from him, he seemed to be very confident with his words.
"So, you are gonna keep me as your prisoner just because I know your secret..."
She questioned.

Xavion sighed like he is thinking something.
"No, I won't be unfair with you..."
He spoke and Eira was listening his each and every word carefully.
"Fight with me... You have three chances, if I loose even once then I'll let you go... You are free to go wherever you want."
He looked at her facading serious expressions.
"Tell me Eira, do you accept my challenge..."

Eira thought for a second. She wasn't scared to fight with him but it was obvious that she will loose, she has seen him tearing the wood like paper and she was a mere human. Will her fighting skills work on the Alpha. Still there was a chance to win, after all she has years of experience.

Anyways she has no choice, if she wants to leave then she have to fight.

"Yes, I accept your challange..."
She said ending her chain of thoughts.

"Are you sure, because if you loose you have to stay here. And I don't like the people who breaks their words..."
He asked again and she nodded.

"Neither do I..."
Xavion hummed in approval at her words.

He told her to follow him as he exited the bedroom. Eira followed him walking out of the big mahogany door and passing by the deserted hallway. This was the first time she was seeing the outside of the bedroom. The walls were full of expensive painting and sculptured pillars were standing proudly. Everything has old but royal look and the mansion was huge.

"Come..."
Xavion gestured her to enter as he held the door open for her.

Eira looked at him suspiciously before entering the big hall, which was brightly lit. Various Weapons was decorated on the walls but none was modern, all were old and seemed to be carefully preserved.

She slowly traced the sharp tip of Javelin and it prickled the blood out of her finger. Bow and Arrows, daggers and swords all were looking so dangerous yet so beautiful.

Xavion crossed his hand over his chest, leaning against the closed door and watched her with the adoration as she admired the weapons. It was his legacy and heirloom, provided by his ancestors.

Somewhere he was feeling jealous that she is looking at it with more adoration than him. He was quite amused that she didn't panicked or tried to create a scene after knowing his real identity but he was sure that she won't do it, knowing her nature and issues with Emotions.

Everything is going exactly the way he wants.

"Choose whichever sword you want..."
He said pushing himself up from the wall.

Eira looked at him and then to the swords, all were looking heavy and big. She needed one which she can carry with ease and play with it. Getting closer to the section she picked up the one but it was heavier than she expected it to be, she was unable to lift it up. Placing it back in its place she stepped forward and picked up the light weighted sword, slim and Easy to fight with.

"Good choice..."
Xavion complimented with the smirk and choose the sword for himself. The same sword which Eira couldn't lift. He easily lift the heavy sword like it's a dagger. Eira looked at him with frown as he swirled the sword around his Naked upper body showing how he has command over it.

'he is really strong...'
She thought.

"ready?..."
Xavion asked with confident tone and she nodded.

They both swung at the same time and their naked swords collided with each other filling the empty hall with clicking voice.

Eira attacked him furiously while he only blocked them. Her every attack was easily tackled by him like he is playing with the kid while she was trying her best.

Her breathing became heavy as she sweat and he was still standing proudly. Gathering her all power she attacked him again and this Time xavion attacked her too, Eira's sword went flying out of her hand and fell on the ground. Before she reacts, his sword was on her neck.

"You loose, mate..."
He tilted her head up with the tip of his sword placing it under her chin.

"I still have two chance..."
She breathed out and picked up her fallen sword but this time with fire in her eyes.

Xavion chuckled playing with his chain around his neck as she came back to fight. They started again but this time he defeated her in few minutes.

Eira closed her eyes and took deep breaths, never she has been defeated so badly and this was frustrating. This feeling stayed there more than mere seconds. Xavion looked at her face with victory smile. He has successfully shook the first pillar of her locked emotions. He will make her feel how defeat feels, the anger and frustration and he was quite succeeding in his goal.

Eira fought furiously this time, using all her skills but still he was easily overpowering her. It was getting difficult for her to stand before his huge body and heavy sword. She noticed that he is skilled in swordplay. His body language and attacks were so composed and planned like he knows how she is going to attack next and this made her more vulnerable in front of him. That was not the only thing, his charm was also distracting her. He was making direct eye contact which was distracting her and on top of that he was shirtless.

Xavion looked at her with raised and amused eyebrows as she closed her eyes blocking the view while focusing only on the sounds he was making and started attacking him perfectly and more fiercely. He attacked her thinking now it will be more easy as she has closed her eyes but Eira quickly blocked it and her sword almost sliced his torso, almost.

This made him understand that it's not that easy but he wasn't going to let her win, neither he was going to let her go. Xavion stepped Back alert as she gave him a deep cut on his muscular arm.

The part of him was feeling proud of his mate but this was not the time to appreciate her. He grabbed her wrist and roughly swirled her around while blocking her sword with his, Eira's front got slammed on the wall and eyes flew open as she felt her own sword on her neck while his sword was keeping it in a place. Xavion locked her legs against the wall with his as his chest pressed her more into the wall completely taking her under his mercy, a little moment and her throat will be sliced like butter.

"You lost, mate!..."
Xavion whispered in her ear and she closed her eyes again as goosebumps erupted on her body by his hot breath. She still has no idea why he was calling her mate.

Eira tried to push him back but xavion held her tightly wrapping his free hand around her waist firmly. Eira felt something hard on back of her thigh but she wasn't aware of that thing.

Xavion leaned down and gently placed the kiss on her red ear.
"Your power is a illusion, mine is real..."

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