“What’s this about, Lucas?” she asked, her tone was wary now.
“Nothing,” I shrugged. “How was the trip? And the lessons? Did it go well?”
Her eyes darted with fear as she shifted uncomfortably, taking a sip from her glass of wine. “Yeah, it went well. I should graduate soon,” she replied.
Recently, Cassandra had taken a liking for bead making and Alpha Gregory had paid an exorbitant amount for her to go learn the skill in a neighbouring pack. Because of how tedious the learning could be most times, she spends days and weeks there before coming back.
“That’s wonderful!” I nodded. My gaze was still on her. “Is he better in bed?” I asked.
She sputtered, choking on her drink as her face turned red. I didn’t move a muscle. I just sat there, watching her quietly. She reached for the tissue
