Xavier stepped out of the bathroom and Celia followed after him. "When are you leaving?"
"After breakfast. Father promised you an apology, I want to be there to see it through."
"Right...that man would prefer to trample me than apologize. Quit forcing him to do what he doesn't want to, Because honestly, I would've never apologized either."
"I don't care about what you have to say. He needs to accept the fact that you're my mate...if not, how will I be able to leave you in a room alone and not worry that he'll send Alex to murder you again?"
Celia walked over to the closet, the towel she had wrapped around her body falling. "I could've beaten Alex, he was so slow and stupid...it's just that blood got into my eyes; I couldn't see...and the fact that I haven't trained in a while made it w
