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Xanders POV…

He silently watched her, sitting on the couch, biting on her nail and shaking her knee up and down in a vibrating motion. He could smell her fear, hear the racing of her heart and almost hear her jittery thoughts.

Heated bouts of anger rose in his chest as he observed her moistened forehead and her feisty hair that hung loose in waves, from her assault on him. What exactly had he done for her to leave like that?

She sprung up from her seat, anxiously charged for the window then peered outside.

. "Calm down, they're gone", she forced herself, oblivious of the fact that he had been seated opposite her, his one foot up on the couch and his arm resting on it.

The door to Joe's bedroom opened and Joe came out and she turned and walked towards him.

"Is Emma okay?" she asked with an uneasy look.

"She's fine", Joe answered

"And Junior?"

"He slept right through it"

"Aw thank God! " she gave out a sigh of relief.

"Miss Helena, there's something awfully strange about these bat