Xavier's pov
I managed to get back to Emily and Erik only after dinner: she'd spent all the rest of the day with Erik and her dads, and I… well, I'd been very busy. If possible, the after-battle was even more exhausting than the battle itself. We'd captured several of the rebel Alphas, who had fled as soon as the news that Clayton was dead had spread, and finally gave a proper burial to the dead, consoling and offering support to those who'd lost their loved ones. Luckily, we Blauer Monds hadn't had too many victims, but among them, there were people I'd known since I was a child - some were friends.
It hadn't been an easy day.
As soon as I saw my family, though, I smiled. Emily and Erik were curled up on the bed, and he was enjoying some milk, snuggled up to his mom's breast. The dazz
