Alethea

I hear the unmistakable sound of Xavier's voice as he questions the doctor about Asher's condition. Dr. Josh sticks to our plan, repeating exactly what we agreed on.

I hold my breath, counting on Asher to recover, because if he doesn't, we're all in serious trouble.

Then, Xavier inhales sharply. "I smell something familiar," he murmurs, sniffing the air.

My heart slams against my ribs. No. No. He can't sense me.

I squeeze my eyes shut, silently praying that my scent is masked well enough.

A beat of silence.

"It's gone now," he mutters.

I exhale softly, relief washing over me-but I know this is only temporary. Xavier will...