Her Devilish Alpha - Chapter 156

Drunk people were more likely to tell the truth, no?

They were more likely to be brutally honest with whomever they were with… And it seemed like Madeline was no exception.

She yawned, beginning to get sleepy.

Xavier said to her, “Let’s get you to bed then.”

Just as he was about to pick her up in his arms, Madeline shook her head, pouting dejectedly.

Folding her arms across her chest, she said to him, “But I want to stay with you… Why can’t I just stay with you…”

Xavier looked at her, wondering why he took pity at her. This was just drunk nonsense, right?

She began sniffling, “I just wanted to tell you about…”

Madeline had difficulty trying to form sentences. It seemed like the alcohol really went to her brain, she slurred, “My feelings for you that I never got to tell you before.”

“This can wait for another day,” Xavier said to her, knowing it was best he didn’t try to pry anything out of her whilst she was in this state.

If Madeline came to, and remembered what he had done, she’d kill him!

“It can’t,” Madeline hiccuped.

“Oh? Is it that important?” He replied, asking.

“It is,” she nodded, grateful he knew how important the matter was.

And then, she told him everything.

How… She never wanted him to leave because she loved him with all her heart. And how she couldn’t help but fall for him because he had never been anything but good to her. Even whilst they were still strangers and barely knew each other.

He was compassionate, caring… She could go on and on. And whilst she was drunk, these were actual, sober thoughts of Madeline.

Xavier was too stunned to speak, unable to do anything other than listen as Madeline poured her heart into telling him about her feelings for him.

Madeline told him absolutely everything, not leaving anything unbeknownst to Xavier, who was still having trouble processing everything.

How her heart ached whenever she wasn’t with him… How she was sad whenever he was, and happy whenever he was.

She told him of the moment she realised she had fallen head over heels in love for him, and how her heart felt warm whenever she was with him and whenever they did something as simple as have a conversation, or feed each other food.

As she had put it, ‘I don’t know what you did to me, but you’ve got me under your bewitching spell. All I think about is you.’

She hiccuped, getting even more sleepier now despite continuing her spiel.

Madeline knew better than to let this opportune moment slip out of her hands so fast.

Then again, this was drunk Madeline thinking, and sober Madeline’s thoughts. However, it was to be noted that drunk Madeline was still in control.

This was why Briar told her not to drink.

Madeline told him about how her chest pounded whenever he mentioned another girl… How her heart would beat faster than it usually would whenever she laid eyes on him…

She said that she wanted to spend the rest of her life with him if she could, and that she never considered another man ever since she had come to the jaw-dropping realisation that she was already madly in love with someone else.

“I sound stupid… but… I love you,” she told him.

She hugged air, her body laying on two chairs.

What Xavier didn’t know was not one bit of her confession was false or made up on the spot. Everything she said was true. Everything she said was what she felt for him, and more.

“What I feel for you is indescribable, Xavier… there won’t ever be enough words for me to use to tell you how much I care for you,” she said.

She apologised next, getting everything she ever thought off her chest, “And I don’t understand how someone like me managed to catch your attention and be your mate. I’m sorry for being an incompetent mate… I’m sorry for being me…”

Xavier couldn’t believe his ears. Was she really apologising to him for being too incompetent of a mate for him?

He whispered softly, now stroking her soft locks, “You were never incompetent. And you never had to apologise, pup.”

A faint smile managed to come across Madeline’s face, “I love it when you call me that.”

Xavier chuckled, “Then I should call you that more often, huh.”

Madeline nodded, smiling with her eyes closed, “You shouuuuuuld.”

Would she come to realise she’d regret this once she sobered up and woke up in the morning?

Who was to say? Madeline was still drunk now.

“I don’t know how I was lucky enough to be paired with someone as perfect as you,” Madeline breathed deeply.

It was hard to take her seriously when she was drunk and slurring her words, but Xavier found it easy to take her seriously. He was once amused. Now, he was curious what else Madeline thought of him… and also celebrating inside.

There were thousands of mini Xaviers in his mind, running around with his hands up in the air, celebrating after what they heard Madeline said.

Xavier knew it sounded stupid, but he couldn’t help but smile bashfully after hearing what Madeline had to say.

And in all fairness, who wouldn’t?

The lady had confessed her feelings for him, not to mention, she had told him everything she thought of him, leaving nothing off the table.

Everything was on the table. Everything was open to be discussed.

Xavier wondered if Madeline would come to regret what she said today.

He vowed he’d never come to make her regret her feelings for him. He also wanted to find a way to bring her back without starting another spiel.

Xavier knew he looked like a fool, grinning and smiling to himself as he slowly processed what Madeline told him.

They were made for each other, he and her. They both shared feelings for each other, and Xavier couldn’t help but admit… if he were in her position, he’d likely do the same thing she did. Confess all his feelings for her so that it was all out in the open.

It would have been nice to get it off his chest, although he couldn’t do that at that moment since Madeline likely wouldn’t remember what he told her.

Hmm, maybe that was a good thing though.

If she wouldn’t remember…

“I have feelings for you too, Madeline,” Xavier said to her, patting her on the head.

Madeline heaved a sigh of relief. She told him how much she couldn’t believe he had feelings for her, and how it still came as a shock to her to that day.

Baffled, Xavier asked her, “Why does it come as a shock?”

Madeline rubbed her eyes tiredly, “Because I didn’t think you’d reciprocate the feelings I have for you. If I were in your position, I’d hate myself.”

Xavier furrowed his brow, going on the defensive, “What do you mean, you’d hate yourself?”

He took her by the hand, crouching and all. Telling her, “I care about you Madeline. I don’t hate you. I don’t think I could ever bring myself to hate you. The feelings I have for you? They’re real. Very.”

Madeline snored, and Xavier laughed softly.

So now when it was his turn to confess to her, she fell asleep.

What perfect timing she had.

He couldn’t help but take some time to stay beside her. She looked adorable sleeping.

‘Please don’t tell me this is just a dream,’ he thought to himself.

Pinching himself, he sighed relievedly, “Nope, not a dream.”

It was real.

The girl of his dreams confessing to him was a hundred percent real.

He made a mental note to tell Adrian what happened – of course, he wouldn’t embarrass Madeline, he’d only tell Adrian what she told him.

His heart fluttering, he whispered, “We should really get you to your quarters before you wake up here.”

Even though he knew Madeline couldn’t hear him, and that she wouldn’t wake up since she was a deep sleeper, he took his time carrying her to her quarters.

He doubted he could refuse staying with her if she woke up and asked him to stay.

Telling Madeline no was difficult.

Difficult was an understatement, actually.

“There you go, easy does it,” he said as he laid Madeline on her bed.

Looking around, Xavier suddenly felt obliged to stay and watch over her.

What if she rolled off the bed and hit her head?

‘No, I can’t let that happen. I have to stay.’

Well, what he was really doing was making excuses for himself so he could stay and watch over her. Also because… Why not?

Xavier reasoned, ‘I suppose I could postpone my work.’

This seemed like the millionth time he had said that this week alone.

Madeline snored, still in a deep sleep. It didn’t seem like she would wake up anytime soon.

Xavier sighed, ‘No, I can’t postpone my work. Not again. I’ll just do it quickly, get it over with and come back.’

Feeling guilty, he placed a tentative kiss on Madeline’s forehead before he left for his office.