“Do you see that?” Xavier asks, and the same anxiety inside me ripples through each of them too. “Yeah.” “It’ll be okay,” Malachi says reassuringly. Xavier snarls. “I’m not giving her up. He can try to take my fucking head, but he can’t have her.” Malachi reaches behind me and squeezes Xavier’s shoulder. “It’ll be okay,” he mutters again. But the sideways glance he shoots my way speaks volumes.
