Lenora's POV
Two days later, Cassian Moor sent a letter.
It was addressed to the refuge, which meant he'd stopped pretending he didn't know exactly where I was. The letter was brief, polished, and its final line was the only part that mattered:
The eastern corridor. I'd like to discuss it with you, rather than the Alpha. I suspect we may find common ground that the current political structure cannot facilitate.
I stared at the letter for a long time.
Then I brought it to Bramwell.
He read it twice. His jaw did the tightening motion. He set it down.
"He's trying to split us," he said.
"Yes."
"He assumes that if he can negotiate with you separately, he can build an agreement that bypasses the council review."
"Yes."
"He's not wrong that you have influence that operates outside the
