Xavier’s POV
The cold air brushed against her soft skin, making her shiver. I moved closer, wrapping her in my arms. She stirred in her sleep at my movement.
I don’t like to cuddle but I’m doing it now. If I do something stupid now, it won’t surprise me anymore.
Her lips moved, but when she felt the warmth around her, she snuggled closer into me, making me smile.…Wait. Did I smile? f**k.
I want to sleep, but her beauty won’t let me. My hand moved across hers, where a deep cut had been made.
I applied antiseptic to it when she fell asleep. Her soft hands don’t deserve those ugly cuts. I have enough of them, I’ve lived through it but she couldn’t. I’ll never let her.
In another way, I’m satisfied, because now she was mine. I had forbidden myself from touching her before the ritual, bef
