Xzavier POV
* Three weeks later *
I dropped the last of the paperwork onto the growing pile on my desk. Catching up with everything the past few weeks had proved to be more than I had thought.
Ari had improved greatly with the use of the dialysis machine graduating from a wheelchair, to crutches, to a cane. Her stamina was improving with her balance everyday. I'd been making the trip to the clinic with her everyday except today. Somehow Lukas had convinced me to work while he took her to see Heather. I'd forced my emotions down, determined to get this work out of the way. Lukas had dealt with as much as he could the past few weeks, leaving the harder decisions to me. The biggest one had been what was to happen to Black Crest. Word had gotten out about their hasty retreat after the dea
