LOGINThe moment Aurora stepped out of the house, Xavier reacted on instinct.He was still standing in the hallway, chest tight, anger buzzing under his skin from the things she had just said to him, from the way she had looked at him like he was something rotten she could no longer stomach, when he pulled his phone from his pocket and dialed one of the guards stationed outside the estate.“Follow her,” he said the second the line connected, his voice clipped and sharp. “Not from her face. From a distance. I don’t want her feeling watched. But I want eyes on her at all times.”“Yes, sir,” the guard replied immediately. “She just got into a cab. I’ve got it.”“Do not lose her,” Xavier warned, already turning away. “Not for a second.”“I won’t, sir.”The call ended, and Xavier walked back into the house like a man carrying a storm inside him. He went straight to his study, shutting the door behind him with more force than necessary, his steps restless, his mind anything but calm. Aurora’s wo
Xavier didn’t raise his voice when he spoke, but there was something in his tone that made Aurora’s spine stiffen instantly. “Aurora, we need to talk.”She didn’t look at him. Her hands were clenched at her sides, nails biting into her palms as if grounding herself was the only thing stopping her from completely unraveling. “I have nothing to say to you,” she replied coldly. “Get out.”He sighed, already tired, already framing her reaction in a way that made sense only to him. “You’re overreacting,” he said, stepping further into the room instead of leaving. “You need to calm down.”That did it.To Xavier, this was simple. He had seen her upstairs earlier, walking away, stiff-backed and clearly upset. He had assumed…wrongly, disastrously, that this was about Lilith staying in the mansion. He had even rehearsed what he would say on his way here, how he would explain that it was temporary, that Lilith was vulnerable, that everything was under control. What he did not know…what he cou
Xavier walked Lilith down the corridor himself, his hand resting lightly at the small of her back as though she might collapse if he let go. The mansion was quiet, the kind of silence that followed chaos rather than peace. Lilith’s steps were slow, deliberate, her shoulders slightly hunched, every movement carefully crafted to look fragile without appearing rehearsed. When they reached her room, Xavier stopped at the door, his expression still tight, still strained, though the anger from earlier had dulled into something far more dangerous…uncertainty.“You don’t have to worry anymore,” he said gently, opening the door for her. “I’ll take care of Billy. I’ll make sure he doesn’t come near you again.”Lilith turned to him immediately, eyes widening as if alarmed by the very idea. “No,” she said quickly, shaking her head. “Xavier, no. This is my problem. You shouldn’t get involved. Billy is dangerous. You don’t know what he’s capable of, and I don’t want you getting hurt because of m
Lilith shook her head almost immediately, the denial coming too fast, too clean. “I don’t know who Billy is,” she said, her voice steady enough that someone who didn’t know her would have believed it.Xavier scoffed, the sound sharp and full of disbelief. From the staircase above, Aurora lifted a brow slowly, her expression caught somewhere between disbelief and dark amusement. Even she, watching from a distance, could see how poorly that lie was stitched together. Still, she said nothing. She leaned slightly against the banister, content to observe, eyes sharp and mind alert.“Then who was the man at the restaurant?” Xavier asked, his voice dangerously calm.Lilith crossed her arms as if offended by the question. “I already told you. I don’t know him.”“Oh yeah?” Xavier said, taking a step forward. “Then tell me…what exactly have you been working on in the lab for the past week?”Lilith blinked, clearly thrown off by the sudden shift. “What is going on?” she asked, irritation seepin
Aurora turned around slowly, the movement deliberate, controlled, even though her heart had already begun to hammer against her ribs. The air between them shifted, thickening with something sharp and electric, the kind of tension that warned of damage long before the blow ever landed. Her eyes locked onto Lilith’s face, onto that familiar smile that never quite reached her eyes, and she heard her own voice come out steadier than she felt.“What did you just say?”Lilith didn’t hesitate. She didn’t falter. If anything, the question seemed to amuse her. The smirk curved her lips upward with practiced ease, her posture relaxed, almost indulgent, as though this confrontation was nothing more than a pleasant diversion in an otherwise tedious day. She tilted her head slightly, studying Aurora the way one might study a reflection that annoyed them simply by existing.“You heard me well,” Lilith said smoothly. “Billy. I believe you have met him before.”The name landed like a weight in Aur
Xavier stared at the documents in Professor Adrian Holloway’s hands as though they might rearrange themselves into something less damning if he looked hard enough. His jaw tightened, a slow tension building in his shoulders as he exhaled through his nose and shook his head once, deliberately, as if physically rejecting what he was being told.“What do you mean?” he asked, his voice controlled but strained beneath the restraint. “That’s not possible. You have to be mistaken.”Professor Holloway did not look up at him immediately. His attention remained fixed on the papers, his fingers flipping through the pages again, slower this time, more deliberate, as though he were confirming something he already knew to be true. When he finally spoke, his tone was firm, stripped of hesitation.“I’m not mistaken, sir,” Holloway said quietly. “Not at all.”Xavier took a step closer, his frustration sharpening. “You’re telling me —” He stopped himself, jaw flexing, then spoke again, “—you’re tellin







