AT THE SAME TIME
XAVIER'S POINT OF VIEW:
I should be annoyed. Hell, I was annoyed. But now? Sitting at the small table Adrian had crafted himself, with a bowl of warm stew between my hands, and the three alphas, my alphas around me, all quiet and cautious like I might shatter…? It was weirdly comforting. I snuck a glance at Adrian. His expression was unreadable, but he kept his eyes on me, occasionally watching me eat like he was mentally checking off a care routine. His shoulder brushed mine every now and then, steady. Grounding.