Xavier's Pov.
In the quiet sanctuary of my office, I settled into the black plush leather chair behind my mahogany desk, my gaze lingering on the elaborate patterns of the rug beneath my feet. The conversation with Honey still echoes her mere presence in my life, as per what we discussed. Introduced a new level of turmoil that had engulfed my life since she entered.
But I couldn't think about it now; there were matters beyond the bond that demanded my attention, issues that loomed on the horizon, each having the potential to destroy my family, my pack, and the entire werewolf community; this was a problem that we all had to deal with before it got any more out of control.
Which I'm hoping is what my brother was doing back here.
I ran my tongue across my teeth in annoyance as I obse
