Xavier
I sat at the edge of the bed, towel in hand, drying Sasha's damp hair. She hadn’t said a word since we got back. Her breath was shallow, and her posture was stiff.
I folded the towel and placed it aside, then returned to sit beside her. She leaned into me, clutching my side like she needed the grounding. "Talk to me. What's on your mind?"
She wrapped her arms tighter around herself, her eyes flickering up at me with a strange mix of fear and guilt.
"Do you ever feel like someone is just waiting for you to mess up? Like, no matter how careful you are, they’ll find a way to ruin everything?"
I frowned. I took my time before answering. That feeling was familiar. There were always alphas watching me, waiting for me to fall.
"Yes. But I don’t hide from it. Why? Are you scared of s
