Ronan POV
“Well, you look like shit.” Xavier leaned on the door frame in his usual all black attire, his hands shoved into his pockets.
I chuckled with a wince. My wound from the arrow was healed, but the muscles were still a little tight. It would take a few more days to break in the new tissue. I leaned back in the seat at my desk and sighed. “It’s been a long few days.”
Xavier sauntered forward and plopped himself in the chair across from me. “From being Alpha or from Rebecca?”
I gave him a leveled look. “What do you think?” His face stretched into a grin. “So, it’s Lyra?”
I threw my pen at him, which only caused him to burst into laughter. “Speaking of,” he sobered, “you never really told me what happened while you were away.”
I shrugged. “She saved my ass. That’s the gist of it.
