CHAPTER 14
~Xena's POV~
My pulse hammered beneath both their grips, my wrists caught between two men who, for some reason I still couldn't understand, refused to let go.
"Let me go," I snapped, tugging again, though it was pointless.
Xavier leaned in slightly, lowering his voice. "Xena… breathe."
"How? When both of you are—"
"Fighting over you?" he asked, almost amused.
I couldn't believe what was happening right now as both men literally dragged me like I was some personal doll to them.
"I didn't ask either of you to," I retorted.
Xade let out a sharp breath. "You think this is about asking?"
"Then what is it about?"
For a second, his expression softened, barely. Then the wall snapped back. "Control."
Xavier scoffed. "Funny. You're losing it."
"Watch it."
"Make me."
The tension rose again, tight enough to choke the air. Just too much and too close.
"Stop!"
