Camilla's POV
I’d been waiting for what felt like hours, but Cassius never showed up in my room to ask me anything. Kate and I had been there since I returned, and each time she tried to start a conversation, I cut my words short because so much was running through my mind.
"You seem bothered, my lady. What’s wrong?" Kate asked, her face creased with concern.
I studied her expression for a few seconds, trying to decide if she could even help me untangle the mess in my head.
"I don’t know if you can keep a secret," I whispered. She leaned in. She seemed like the talkative type who’d once been humiliated into holding her tongue.
"Of course I can. I don’t have a death wish," Kate said. "What’s on your mind?"
"Were you in this pack when the Lycan King met his two mates?"
"Ariana and Oli
