Alpha's Regret: His Deceased Wife Was the Lost Love He'd Sought
Later that bitch Eleanor forced him, at the cost of her own life, to marry Sera instead but as long as I had this necklace, I held Cassian's deepest guilt in my hands.
I looked down at the cold light off the pendant and made my decision.
I had to move faster. Before Cassian gave in completely, I had to drive Sera out and seize the Luna position for good.
I fixed my expression, put on a gentle, doting smile, and pushed the door open.
"Cassian, I made you a fresh cup. Try it?" I walked over and set the cup lightly on his desk.
"Thank you." Cassian took the cup and drank from it, then studied me for a moment, brow creased with concern. "Have you been sleeping? You look tired."