Chapter 57

• Xavier hurriedly exited the room, striving to evade any detection of the turmoil swirling in his gaze.
• The moment he stepped outside, he was confronted once more by Javier, who seemed to have his sharp features virtually glued to Xavier's back. He did his best to ignore Javier as he navigated the corridors toward his quarters, pretending that he was simply retiring for the night.
• The searing wave of heat he had previously felt now felt significant, as if the flames of the underworld were finally dancing around a soul entwined with his own—a soul that deserved to be here.