Xavier's pov
The world had at least the decency to leave us alone for five minutes before returning to claim our attention.
It was George who got the short end of the stick: he tapped me on the shoulder to get my attention, and he didn't end up with his head off his neck just because he was my brother.
"The Red Bloods followed Maddie and Petra to get some spare tents," he told me. "Morgana is teleporting the Bitterfangs, the Silvertails, and the Dark Moons here," he added later. "I don't doubt Clayton will do the same with his own army."
“Especially considering how Emily destroyed him,” Paul added with an obvious note of pride in his voice. “Never let the wolf get too close to the henhouse. You were a true rockstar, kid".
I nodded, but I had no eyes but for Emily, who seemed more shak
