His Sinful Cravings

Insecurities

Emery POV

“59 million dollars?!” I mumble out as I stare at my phone in disbelief.

I examined the picture of the diamond necklace display on my phone screen and then looked back to the necklace Xavier gave me. And it was the exact same necklace.

When I got to my room, I threw it carelessly on my bed because I was irritated by how Asher treated me in front of Anna because of a piece of jewelry. Now I feel like a criminal for thinking that this was just a regular piece of jewelry.

I shouldn't have been angry with this innocent necklace; the one I should be angry with is Xavier. I don't care how rich that blue-eyed devil is; he needs to take back his damned diamond and get the f**k out of my life.

He has only been in my life for a day, and my relationship with Asher already feels like it's going downhill, and to make things worse, I still feel sexually frustrated because I saw him naked. I can't get the tormented image out of my head; no matter how much I try, nothing is working.

I picked up the necklace, wanting to return it back to Xavier, but stopped when I thought of going back to his room again.

I'm afraid to see him in the state I'm in; if I see him naked again, I won't run. I would give myself to him and beg him to f**k me; that's how foolishly horny I am for one man. It's ridiculous; I'm acting worse than a wolf in heat.

The diamond necklace bites into the skin of my palm, making me realize that I'm holding onto it too tight.

I admired it as I looked at it again; it was beautiful, too beautiful for me.

Maybe Xavier has too much money to spend, but then again, if he's that rich, why is he hiding here at the pack house when he could easily hide elsewhere?

My phone vibrated, distracting my thoughts and making my attention shift to it.

I got an apology message from Anna, who assured me that she scolded Asher for leaving me behind today.

My brow furrowed as I stared at my screen, my gut twisted with discomfort as her next message popped up, and suddenly my phone was ringing.

Anna was at the front door of the house. She wants us to do the assignment given to us together, and she also wants to spend the night.

After what happened today, I didn't want to see Anna, at least not anymore for today. But I can't ignore her when she is already waiting for me to open up for her.

I ignored Anna's calls and stepped out of my room. I had intentionally locked myself in my room so that I wouldn't come across Xavier. I don't know if he's home, but I'm not taking any chances.

Anna gave me a tight hug as soon as the door flew open. She had a worried expression on her face as she looked into my eyes. “Your eyes aren't red. I thought you had been spending all day crying your eyes out because of Asher.”

I would have if I wasn't more angry with Xavier's presence in my life.

“I'm fine.” I smiled as I pushed away from Anna.

Asher isn't behind her, which means that she must have taken a cab to the pack house because of me.

It's nice knowing that my best friend likes me more than my boyfriend, although I'm still troubled that Asher is friends with Anna.

Anna sniffs the air as I shut the door; one strap of her handbag slides off her shoulder. She spins and grins at me, "What's for dinner?”

“Huh?” My face twists in confusion; Anna knows that I can't cook. Hell, I can't fry an egg without burning it.

My hands weren't made to ever be in the kitchen, and yet I was studying to be a nurse. I can't save eggs, but hopefully I can save lives in the future. Human life because werewolves don't need my help.

Anna is studying the same courses with me even though she doesn't need it; honestly, I don't know what she's doing at my college when she is better off being a full-time student at Nightlight Academy like Asher was.

Asher only comes to my college because of me. It was a college for humans and non-shifters, who were omegas.

“Who is he?” Anna whispered into my ear. She blushed as she eyed Xavier.

If I knew that Xavier was the one cooking, I wouldn't have followed Anna to the kitchen. I would have stopped her and convinced her that we could eat outside if she was hungry.

My insecurities and fears didn't want my mate to see any other female who was prettier than me.

Xavier was married to one, but at least not in front of me. I don't care who he meets as long as it's not in front of me.

Anna grabs my hand and shakes me, unable to take her eyes off Xavier. “I have never seen him before.”

This is the first time I have seen her act this way for any man. Usually, men are the ones who can't take their eyes off her, and she barely shows any interest.

I can't blame Anna, though; Xavier looks too hot for his own good. He was in a pantsuit with a tucked-in grey button-up shirt that had a few buttons popped out, and his sleeve was rolled over his elbow, revealing the same muscular arm that touched me in my dreams last night.

Xavier was doing something I have never been able to do. Frying an egg, he looks like he is making a sandwich. Two, to be exact.

“That's my uncle.”

The sound of my voice grabbed Xavier's attention; he glanced at Anna, and then his gaze lingered on me, making my heart thump loudly in my chest before pulling his attention back to the frying pan.

I would like to introduce Xavier as my crazy uncle, because no man in their right mind would spend 59 million dollars on a single necklace. I'm afraid to check the price of all the gifts he had anonymously given me over the years.

“Since when did you have an uncle?” Anna raised a brow. We have been friends for years, and she has never seen Xavier.

I shrugged and said, "Since last night.”

“How about since the day you were born because I have always been there?" Xavier places a delicious-looking sandwich on a plate and then looks at me; he jerks his head for me to come take a seat and eat with him.

I remained rooted in place, but Anna left my side and quickly took a seat at the kitchen island. She fluttered her lashes at Xavier and let her eyes seductively move over his strong muscles.

“I will eat that since Emery doesn't want it.” She moves her hand towards the plate, but Xavier snatches it away from her.

“I didn't make it for you.” His voice was sharp; it left a warm feeling in my heart. It's the first time any guy has ever rejected Anna because of me. and it's such a satisfying sight.

I inwardly slap myself. Anna is hungry. I'm supposed to be her best friend, not her enemy. After all, we are like sisters.

I stomped over and stood close to Anna, placing a hand on my hip. Xavier leans against the counter with an amused smile on his face.

He looks like he knows what I'm about to say. He just got into my life, but he acts like he knows me more than I know myself. Is this a mate thing? But I don't even have a wolf.

“I don't want your sandwich; there is frozen food in the fridge. I can just warm that up and eat it."

“It's beans.” Xavier said in a flat tone, and he snickered at the expression on my face, “I know that you won't like it, so stop being stubborn and eat this.”

That damned housekeeper. Why didn't she cook something else? Maybe I should just order a pizza.

“What's your name, handsome?” Anna asked in a flirty tone that twisted my stomach in a knot.

Xavier chuckled, drinking up the attention, and faced Anna with a smirk. I glared at him.

“You are going to have to try harder if you want me to tell you my name.” He said in a husky voice.

Anna blushes and bites her lower lip. She leaned forward over the island. Her voice switched to a childlike tone. “I will take whatever you can give me, perhaps a date?” She tried her best to act cute, grinning at him.

Xavier laughed harder and shook his head. “I'm a divorcee.”

“I'm single, and I know what I want.” Anna said, refusing to back down.

“Stop it, Anna.” I hiss at her, but she waves me away. Her dismissal filled me with rage.

“I’m not into kids.”

“I'm an adult; I'm responsible for my actions. Besides, trust me when I say that I know how to make it worth your time.” Anna twirls a long strand of her hair between her fingers.

The suggestiveness in her voice made my anger explode. “I said stop! Stay the f**k away from him!” I snapped without thinking.

Anna froze in place, shocked. I have never spoken to her like that before, not even because of Asher.

A message hit her phone; she secretly looked over her phone, and then a cruel smile ghosted over her lips before she faced me with a frown.

I slapped my temple. I didn't know what was wrong with me; I overreacted because of Xavier. Anna is the only true friend I have; what am I going to do if she chooses to leave me?

“I'm going home.” Anna clutched her bag and then walked over to Xavier, smiling up at him. “I can't stay, but we can meet up at some other places if you give me your phone number." She handed he

r phone over to Xavier.

He smirks at me and then gives her his digits.

Without a word to me, Anna walks out of the house.