Celina
I could feel his eyes on me again. Even across the crowded conference room at Pack Tower, Cassian's gaze kept moving toward me, lingering just a little too long. I knew it wasn’t innocent. Not after everything.
I shoved the reports harder into my briefcase, pretending I didn’t notice. Pretending my heart wasn’t a live wire under my skin. When the meeting ended and the alphas and their advisors began filing out, Cassian made his move.
"Celina," he said, voice low and far too familiar.
I didn't turn around.
"What?" I said coldly.
"We need to talk."
I laughed bitterly, finally facing him. "Now you want to talk? After months of skulking around behind Jaxon's leash?"
His jaw clenched. "It’s not like that."
"Isn't it?" I snapped. "Tell me, Cassian, when did you decide betrayi
