Chapter 12 For a long time , there was no reply from her side . His scent was laced with impatience , a hint of vulnerability he rarely allowed to surface . Xavier couldn't help but frown , recalling the unpleasantness from a few days ago . Could it be that she was still sulking ? His wolf whined , remembering my hurt expression , the pain he had inflicted . Or perhaps she was already asleep . She must be asleep . Mera He had wanted to call and coax her , but then he stopped , thinking about it again , and instead dialed the luxury store , instructing them to prepare the gifts in advance . He instructed the pack traders to gather trinkets and baubles , a hollow gesture to appease his guilt . Only after giving the instructions did he return to the room to sleep . His wolf remained restless , haunted by the scent of my absence . The next day , the two went to work together as usual . Vivian , as before , would throw out hints whenever they weren't too busy , trying to replicate the madness of the past few days . Her scent was cloying and manipulative , a constant reminder of the charade he was perpetuating . But today , Xavier repeatedly avoided her . His wolf recoiled from her touch , the emptiness of their connection becoming increasingly apparent . Either he pretended not to see her , or he called his subordinates to report on work , feigning busyness until it was almost time to leave work , when his office finally emptied . He busied himself with pack affairs , anything to distract from the growing void within him . Vivian seized the opportunity and walked in . Xavier leaned on the sofa with his collar slightly open , one hand resting on his forehead , eyes closed , resting , while his two long legs were casually spread open , with a hint of noble elegance amidst his laziness . He radiated an aura of Alpha power , but beneath it lay a weariness he couldn't shake . She specifically stopped to admire him for a while . Speaking of marrying into wealth , Boston was full of rich big bosses , but few could compare to him ; besides money and status , his looks were also one in a hundred , not to mention his skills that could make one feel like they're in heaven . He was Lycan , a prize sought after by many she - wolves , both within and outside Moonhowl Pack . Even though he was blood - bonded , he was still in high demand . And she had to hold onto him even tighter . She craved the power and status that came with being his chosen mate , a position that should have been mine . Thinking this , Vivian quietly walked over , then squatted between the man's thighs ; just as she was about to pull down his zipper , her hand was clamped . " What are you doing ?! " His scent flared with anger , a primal possessiveness that was misplaced . 4.1 % < Chapter 12 Xavier narrowed his eyes , his expression slightly angry . Vivian was startled , then put on a fawning smile : " Don't you want me today ? " Her scent turned syrupy and false , a desperate attempt to regain his favor . After saying that , she lowered her head , wanting to take him in her mouth . But Xavier pulled away . He stared at Vivian's face and felt she was no different from those women in nightclubs , too promiscuous and only making him sick . His wolf recoiled , recognizing the superficiality and emptiness of her advances . He stood up and straightened his collar . Looking down at the person on the ground , he said , " I'm going home today . You can take a taxi back yourself . " After saying that , he left without looking back . Looking at the closed door , Vivian , lying on the floor , couldn't help but shiver as a sense of crisis arose . This was the first time he had rejected her ... Half an hour later , Xavier returned home . As soon as he entered , the house was empty , as if many things were missing , and there was even a hint of musty smell in the air from long - term disuse . He instantly felt uneasy and called out : " Honey ? " His voice cracked with desperation , a primal plea for my return . My wolf inside me winced , the sound a painful reminder of our fractured bond . In the spacious large house , there was no other response except for his echo . Xavier immediately pulled out his phone . He unhesitatingly dialed Celeste's number , calling once , twice , thrice ... until countless times , but the other end always gave the ' powered off prompt . His brows furrowed , and he immediately ran into the master bedroom . He found that the wardrobe was half empty , and even the cosmetics on the dressing table , as well as all of Celeste's documents . Were all gone !! Even the wedding photo hanging by the bed ....... Had also vanished at that moment . The portrait of our blood bond , a symbol of our commitment , was gone , leaving only an empty space on the wall . < Chapter 13 Chapter 13