Chapter 90

--Alyssa--

He still stared at me, his eyes fixed on mine, but he wasn’t saying anything. The silence stretched between us, thick and heavy, and it began to gnaw at my nerves. Fear coiled tightly in my chest, and I could feel my heart pounding.

“Xavier,” I whispered, hoping to break the spell that seemed to hold him in place. His gaze remained unyielding, his expression unreadable. Anxiety bubbled up within me, each second of silence amplifying my dread. Had it been a mistake to tell him who I truly was? What if he turned against me now, seeing me as a threat instead of an ally? The thought of him rejecting me, of the bond between us fracturing, was unbearable. My mind raced, conjuring up all sorts of dire scenarios.

I had always believed Xavier to be sincere when he spoke of his admiration for the White wolves, but what if he had been lying all along? I searched his eyes for any hint of deceit, but found none. They were clear and honest, as they had always been.

If anything were to go