Beauty of a crystal

CHAPTER 20

"Omnipotencia" - a fictional word for ultimate power or limitless power.

THIRD PERSON POV

Xavier found himself trapped in a tedious meeting, struggling to suppress the urge to lash out at his council members. He sat at the head of a large rectangular table, surrounded by the court of Coven - a council composed of twelve of the most worthy and loyal vampires, witches, and shapeshifters

Lilith Mondragon, the second daughter of the Mondragon clan of witches, brought up the matter at hand. "The house of Chloros has yet to speak on their son's actions, and it's starting to raise suspicion of them helping Vlad hide."

Louis Dagger, the first son of the Dagger clan of vampires, chimed in, referring to Crystal. "To be fair, Vlad has also been an idiot. The only difference is that he touched something he shouldn't have - something that calls for an execution."

As the conversation continued, Xavier could only let out a sigh, feeling frustrated with the lack of progress. Castiel Winchester, the first daughter of the Winchester clan of witches also a fucking bitch intentionally made a slip-up, causing everyone in the room to fall silent.

"What about his, mate? She might know something or, better yet, be hiding him." Castiel's voice trembled as she made eye contact with Xavier, realizing her mistake.

Xavier's irritation grew as he spoke in a stern voice, "This discussion is over." He stood up and headed for the door, cutting off any further arguments.

"But my king, we still need to close off on—" one council member started to protest, but Xavier ignored them, knowing that it was time to end the meeting.

"Fuck off" he growled as he left the room in thick tension.

Lilith scanned the room, her eyes darting from one corner to another. "Well... should we continue?" she asked, her voice betraying a hint of nervousness.

Louis let out a dry chuckle and leaned back in his chair. "Unless you want your head bashed in a stack of needles," he shrugged, his eyes fixed on Lilith's face. The tension in the room was palpable as they both waited for the other to make a move.

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Xavier had just parked his black Bugatti Chiron in the underground garage of the building. He felt a sense of heaviness in his shoulders and a headache surfacing. He considered using the speed, but as he heard the number of people inside the building, he knew it would be too risky. With a sigh, he decided to be normal for once and took the elevator, heading up.

During the ride, the elevator stopped to let in a young lady with a calculator in hand and a bunch of reconciliation statements. Judging by her appearance, Xavier guessed she was an accountant. "Selena," he greeted her. She was a member of the Court of Coven, a shapeshifter, and a wife of the Blackwood clan.

Selena Blackwood bowed her head in respect and smiled. "My king." Xavier couldn't help but feel a sense of unease having her around Crystal. He knew she was a powerful shapeshifter, and her true form was far from what her human appearance suggested.

"What gave it away?"  Selena asked, referring to her taking on a different form.

"Your overly dramatic scent. Anyone could smell it from a mile away,"  Xavier replied, chuckling. Xavier couldn't help but feel a sense of annoyance with her, but he didn't show it.

"When do I meet her?" Selena asked with mischief in her voice.

"Never," Xavier replied with a firm tone, making it clear that he didn't want to discuss it further.

Selena shrugged her shoulders as the papers in her hand suddenly felt annoying. Her playful demeanor changed, and her face lacked any emotion.

"Does she already know what monsters you two are?" Selena's voice was dry and resentful as she spoke. Xavier knew that she was still blaming him for her mate's death.