Avery’s pov

What is he saying? What does he mean? Who did they find?

“Who did they find?” My soft voice is firmer now, more urgent and panicked. The headmaster caught them, but he ignored me as if I wasn’t even there and uttered.

“I told you they’d find him sooner or later. You better pray he doesn’t get punished badly,” with those few words he head for the door. His fingers had just wrapped around the handle when Xander growled.

It was so wild and fierce my heart began to pound. ” where he was heading to!”

The headmaster looked back, face still voice of emotion. “I did. It’s my job. Just like the council is doing their job. It’s his fault for not being able to contain himself. This is on him, not me. It’s better this way Xander.”

Xander takes a menacing step forward, his eyes hard. I’ve never seen him so furious and rigid. He looks scarier than Xade when he’s angry. It’s shocking.

“Better for him or for you!” Xander snapped. “All you had to do was not yap about it to them. We could have handled it.”

The headmaster’s eyes harden. “You did a good job in handling it,” he juts out his chin toward me and I squirmed under the pressure of his cold gaze. “Handle her and let them handle him.”

the door yet

Xaden, he said. “Oh, and you

alone. My heartbeat had not cased and his words grew my worry.

does he mean Xaden?” My heart pounded in my chest painfully, creating a dull ache that wouldn’t go

forgot I was in the

his eyes are downcast to the floor,

you’re now awake,” he his thumb to the door and I just knew he was looking for a way

murmured softly, my eyes pleading with him even though he wouldn’t find

the headmaster mean

He sighs, walking over

I can get

“Answer me!” I shout, tears blurring my vision until the image of his face turns funnily. “Answer me godda*mit! Where’s Xade!? What happened and why don’t you want to tell

while running a hand down his face in anguish “I wish I could let you know Avery. But I can’t. It’s better if you don’t know anything at all. Just know that Xade is safe and he loves

make it out alive? Why does it sound as though I am about to lose the love of my

as though the very breath in my lungs is being snagged away. from me. My chest tightens and

I repeated, my nails now biting into the material of the sheet. The

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