Xavier'S POV
Jace had long since cleaned up after lunch, then returned to the office a few hours later with a tray holding our mail. In the center was a distinct gold-and-black jewelry box, though I knew there’d be no trinket within.
He set the tray on my desk and exited without a word.
I plucked the box from among the envelopes and turned it over several times. It was for Elara, and I shouldn’t open it.
“Not that s**t again,” Kaelen said, gesturing my way. “That girl is nothing but trouble. We should give her up.”
So far, he hadn’t insisted on handing her over to 5th Circle. I thought he knew it would never happen, so arguing about it was pointless.
“What does her stalker say this time?” he asked. “Are you actually curious?”
He glowered. “No.”
Well, I was, so I opened it to find
