Observing from a distance, Xavier struggled to compose himself. He knew Sage would be mad at him for not listening to her and going all in without any proper plan. But he had had more than enough. Micheal and Della had taken the one thing he had always wanted from him: a son. He would not let her take his son away from him any longer.

He waited patiently behind a twisted tree, the moonlight barely filtering through the dense canopy overhead. Xavier's heart raced as he watched the scene unfold in the clearing. His mind was tumultuous—rage, fear, and fierce determination. He knew he was about to cross a...