Xavier's POV
"Space? For how long?"
"I don't know. As long as it takes for you to figure out where your priorities lie."
I wanted to argue, to fight, to make her see that she was everything to me. But the exhaustion in her eyes, the pain in her voice, stopped me. I'd hurt her. My blindness, my stubbornness, my inability to set proper boundaries with Elizabeth—all of it had hurt the one person I never wanted to harm.
"Okay," I said quietly. "I'll give you space. But Thelma, this isn't over. We're not over. I won't let us be."
"Then do what needs to be done." She turned back to the window. "Send Elizabeth away. Choose me. Choose us."
I left her office feeling like I'd been gutted. My wolf was howling inside me, demanding we stay, demanding we fix this now. But Thelma had asked for spac
