Xavier's pov
I sighed, mentally preparing myself for what was about to happen. The day before we'd held a second meeting, in which we'd talked about the steps we had to take in order to get Emily back and send Clayton to kingdom come for good: everyone had agreed to welcome the Alphas invited to the Christmas party (that, in the end, didn't take place) to another party, the following day, to make sure they would fight on our side.
It didn't give me much trouble - I was used to dealing with Alphas; it was the topic that made my stomach twist with concern. We were going to talk about Em, about what she'd endured, about Clayton's alliance with the Dark Sisters, about his likely plans; and she would be publicly declared as my mate.
This was what was eating me alive: I didn't feel comfortabl
