Xzavier POV
I woke up to the sun peaking through the windows. It was still early even for me but after last night, I had some business to attend to.
Slowly, I managed to untangle myself from Tessa, covering her up before ducking into my closet. Lukas wouldn't be awake yet but I needed to work off some of the pent up aggression still nagging at me. I dressed for the gym.
Downstairs I stood in front of the punching bag, my fists colliding with it, dust flying with every blow I landed. I kept imagining Kyle's face in the bag, trying to work out my frustration. I was only succeeding in making myself angrier as I thought of Tessa and the terror that consumed her everytime she had a nightmare. I couldn't put enough force behind every swing to make my anger subside. I felt a surge as my ange
