Caspian’s POV
The world goes still as Chase speaks the words I’ve been dreading for weeks. Viviane is an unregistered mermaid. I suppose it was inevitable that some of my men would figure it out eventually, but I’d still hoped the secret would remain between my mate and me.
“What makes you think that?” I respond, not confirming or denying his assertion. My wolf’s hackles are raised, a sensation I have never experienced with my best friend.
“For weeks you’ve been sending us all over the territory, trying to sniff out traffickers and refugee settlements in the city. That’s all fine – those are things we would want investigated anyway, but it always seemed strange that you were only using us: Never the enforcers, never coordinating with Jasper’s team.”
Chase crosses the room as he speak
