|Xavier's POV|
I can feel the burning rage returning to my body. I can feel Sage tensing up beside me but my eyes glare heatedly at the bastard who calls himself her father.
"You're dead." I hiss, his eyes widen in fear— much to my enjoyment.
I am about to punch him straight in the nose, seeing nothing but red at the aspect of this man hurting my wife.
The horrifying terror I felt when I saw the gash on her ankle is still wracking through my body. I am going to kill him so thoroughly that even the devil f*****g weeps!
"Xavier, stop!"
"SAGE DON'T!"
I hear Sage and my father's voice at the same time and something snaps at me just before I am about to drive my fist into Alistair's face.
My lips part in horror as I realise that Sage has wedged herself between Alistair and mysel
