Xavier hadn’t stopped thinking about them.
Rei Valen and Lucian Wolfe.
The hearing may have cleared them officially, but it didn’t settle right in Xavier’s gut. He’d watched them too closely for too long—seen the looks, the proximity, the stolen glances they tried to hide. And more importantly, he’d seen how Lucian had changed.
The infamous lone wolf. Blackmoon’s golden warrior. Now too distracted to see what was coming for him.
Good.
Xavier stood in one of the upper balconies of the West Tower, overlooking the academy training grounds as he thought deep on the plan brewing in his mind.
“How long do we play the waiting game?” Kade asked, leaning against the pillar beside him.
Xavier’s jaw clenched. “Not long. We can’t afford to.”
“They’re hiding something, but no one seems to care,
