Hera POV

When I walked in, Xander was in front of the window, staring straight ahead with the remaining water dripping from his hair down his back. His breathing was going up and down violently.

I put his pajamas on the bed. "Hurry up and get some sleep." Then I turned around and went to the bathroom.

"Don't you have anything to say, Marry?"

My steps stopped. I wrinkled my forehead and turned my head. "Say what?"

"I don't know, maybe you want to tell me something."

I rolled my eyes lazily, ...