Beta Xavier Costa.

Eleanor Amato - POV

I stayed in Becca’s room for almost an hour when a nurse finally came in and told us to leave since Becca needed to rest. “Shall we go back home, Ellie?” Xavier asked me, and I nodded my head. When we reached home, I made my way to the bathroom and first took a warm shower to get rid of all the dirt that was still stuck to my skin.

“Do you need anything to eat?” Xavier asked me as I walked out of the bathroom wearing my pajamas.

“No, I need to sleep right now.”

“Okay, you take some rest. I will be right here, all right?” he asked me, and I nodded my head. After he had tucked me into bed, he placed a kiss on my lips before he walked out of the room. I snuggled deeper into my pillow and finally closed my eyes.

I was brought back from my state of sleep when I heard people talking in the room.

“…thank you, mom. I wanted to wake her up, but she looked exhausted.”

“I know, that is why I brought the food here. Anyway, you guys have a good night.”

“Sure, I will see you tomorrow, Mom.” as the conversation faded away, my mind pushed me back to sleep.

“I don't think I have the right to kill that bastard.” the loud noise woke me up again, and this time, I was wide awake, but I kept my eyes closed. “I haven't told Eleanor yet. But once she is fit enough, I will tell her the news.” it was Xavier’s voice, and soon, I didn't hear anything.

I opened my eyes when I saw him standing near the glass wall with his phone. It was heavily raining outside, and I even saw the lightning flash. “Xavier,” I mumbled, and he abruptly turned around to face me.

“You are finally awake,” he exclaimed as he walked towards me.

“What time is it?” I asked him.

“Two am. But that is all right. Shall I heat up your dinner?” he asked me, and I nodded my head.

“I will come down in a minute.”

“I will bring it up for you,” he said, but I shook my head. “Okay, but be careful, all right?” he asked me, and I nodded my head, and walked out of the room. After I was done with my business in the washroom, I walked downstairs to the kitchen to see that he had already set the table with my food.

“Thank you,” I told him as I sat down to eat. A serene silence filled the air when Xavier’s conversation struck my mind. “Xavier.”

“Hmm,” he said as his eyes were still focused on his phone screen.

“Do you have anything that you would like to share with me?” I asked him, and this made him look up at me.

“I do, but I will let you know once you have healed a bit more,” he said, but I shook my head.

“I know it must be either about my so-called parents or that rogue who kidnapped me. I have already seen enough, and I am strong enough to hear whatever you have for me too.” I asserted, and he remained silent for a long time.

“I know you are strong, Eleanor. Because I have seen you come out of this situation with ease. I have killed everyone who tortured you, but I have still kept one alive. I feel like it is not my place to end his life.” Xavier said, and a frown appeared on my face. “Instead, it is your right. I think you deserve this closure after what he had done to your mother and what he was about to do to you as well.” Xavier said. By this time, I already understood what he was talking about.

“Where is he?”

“He is locked up in the dungeon. If you are ready, I will take you to meet him there in the morning.” Xavier said when my eyes moved toward the window. The rain hasn't stopped yet. This was the same weather when my mother was mercilessly murdered.

“I want to kill him now,” I said without looking at Xavier.

“Darling, it's pouring outside,” Xavier said, and that was when I finally looked at him.

“It was pouring like that on that day as well, Xavier. If I want to get my closure, I think I want to kill him the same way my mother was killed. In this pouring rain, as he begs to spare his life. Just like how my mom begged that rogue that night.” I said, and Xavier didn't deny my request.

“If that is what you want, I will do anything to fulfill that wish,” Xavier said as he got up and left the house. I continued eating my food, and once I was done, I washed the plate and made my way to the living room to wait for Xavier.

One hour later, Xavier walked inside, soaked from head to toe. “Let's go to the forest,” he said, and I nodded my head, and walked out of the house with him. He handed over an umbrella to me, so I took that and walked with him. It was a short walk, and we soon arrived in the forest. At least twenty warriors were there with a few in their wolf form, and my father was lying on the forest floor.

Samuel and Marquez were also present there, and everyone looked at me with respect, when I walked there. “How do you want him to die, Eleanor?” Xavier asked me.

“The same way my mom died. I want the wolf to take a large chunk out of his abdomen and its nails going deep into his heart.” I said in a monotone, and Xavier nodded his head and motioned for the wolves.

“Eleanor, please tell them to spare my life! Please! Eleanor!” my father started begging, pledging, but I stood as still as a rock.

Isn't that how my mother must have begged?

One of the wolves stepped forward and took out a large chunk from his stomach, making him let out a gut-wrenching sound, surprisingly, I didn't feel any pity toward him, only waves of satisfaction washed over me. When one of the wolves finally slashed his heart so deep, he fell to the ground while his eyes looked at me.

No words were coming out of his mouth, he just stared at me till his pathetic soul left his body.