My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 42

"Help me! My uncle's gonna clobber me!"

She had just stepped into the foyer when Sebastian lunged into her arms, looking up just in time to lock eyes with a man wielding a golf club.

For a second, both froze.

Xan?

What was she doing here?

Orion? Here of all places!

Hold on!

Xanthea was stunned, gazing down at Sebastian, who clung tightly to her legs, then back up at the astonished Orion. Suddenly, it clicked.

Uncle?

Mr. Lockwood?

The most handsome man in the universe?

Could Orion be Sebastian's uncle?

No wonder she felt a sense of familiarity the moment she first saw Sebastian. Looking closer, there was indeed a resemblance in their features, although their auras were worlds apart, which is why she hadn't made the connection. Sebastian wasn't kidding when he sang his praises!

"Orion? What a coincidence."

Xanthea was the first to recover, flashing a smile that said fate works in mysterious ways. She pointed at the shiny golf club in his hand, "Planning to use that for what exactly?"

Her sudden appearance caught him off guard, his face still clouded with anger that hadn't yet dissipated, mirrored by the menacing gleam of the titanium club.

"He was about to—"

Sebastian's grip on Xanthea's leg tightened, as if clinging to a lifeline.

A real angel then, descending upon each dark, forgotten corner to rescue those on the brink of despair.

Orion's gaze on her grew intense and searing, almost losing control as his soul seemed drawn to her. Just as he was about to lose himself, his eyes shifted slightly, resting on Sebastian's small hands clutching her leg.

Feeling that intense stare, Sebastian shivered.

That gaze was terrifying!

It was like the fierce boss in a superhero show, suggesting that if he kept holding onto the lovely lady, his fingers might just get chopped off!

Why though? She wasn't his to claim!

Xanthea noted his fierce look toward Sebastian, realizing that the poor kid might still be in for a rough time once she left.