|Xavier’s POV|
The ringing of my phone distracts me from the remnants of panic present on Sage’s face as I take it out and find that it is an unknown number calling me.
I furrow my brows, bringing the phone to my ear, “Xavier Genovese.” I say gruffly into the phone.
Sage watches me while she nibbles on her bottom lip in nervousness. I bring her in my arms, caressing her head slightly to calm her down as I listen to the person on the other line.
When there is no word from that side, I say, “hello?”
“Xavier.”
My blood ceases to flow through my veins as my eyes widen and my entire body stiffens. Sage too seems to realise the change in my tone and looks up at me with confusion and fear.
“You really thought that you could capture me?” Alistair’s voice taunts me from the other side
