Sky didn’t move. Not a step. Not until Xavier spoke out.

“Angel do not fucking go anywhere!” Don’t move an inch from here!”

The air shifted. Not because he raised his voice, but because he didn’t. His tone was quiet.and dangerous at the same time. The kind of voice men used before they tore someone apart.

His mother’s lips curled.

“Excuse me?”

“She stays,” Xavier said, moving in front of Sky like a wall made of flesh and fury. His broad frame blocked the kitchen light, his jaw locked, his eyes cold “If you’ve got something to say, say it. Say it with all of us here.”

Elijah let out...