Xavier
Slamming the door shut, I mutter to myself. “Damned insolent fool. He has no idea what he could be up against.” I hurry into my home office and press the lever under the last bookcase allowing it to open. Axton and Evan were never allowed to play in my office for a reason. I flick the light switch on before stepping to the table in the middle. “Thinks he is so smart. Has no clue.” I am so angry right now. “Breathe Xavier. Nothing good comes with extremes of emotions.”
My fingers are crusted with blood. Grabbing a bowl, I scrape it into the bottom. Being friends with a witch of questionable integrity has paid off more than once in my lifetime. The shelves behind me hold powders and a few books. I search for the one I need. Hopefully this works for whatever Bellamy is. With the ing
