Cedric’s POV
I sat with a goblet of drink in my hand; my shoulders slumped and my gaze fixed on the soft brown liquid that swirled in the glass. The distinct sound of hurried footsteps echoed in the corridor outside my room followed by the anxious voice, “Cedric! Cedric Where are you?”
The door slammed open and Justin trotted in; almost stumbling on the carpet. His eyes widened and he snapped, “The world is about to end and here you are enjoying your drink!!”
“What is the matter, Justin?” I asked in a nonchalant voice as I took a small sip from the glass.
“Alpha Dimon is taking Doraine with him to the Celestial Feast!”
“I see….”
“What do you mean by ‘I see.’ Justin countered in an agitated voice. “If you don’t do anything, your mate….”
“She has nothing to do with me Justin. A
