CASSIAN
Grace keeps sending me photos of herself hanging out at Alderon and Ariana’s café. I’m starting to get annoyed. She’s trying to rub it in, constantly showing off those pictures.
I call Alderon’s secretary. She picks up quickly, and I don’t waste any time complaining.
"Why wasn't I invited? Look, Grace is just waltzing in there and taking all these photos!"
The secretary remains calm as she explains, "I’m sorry, Mr. Cassian. Alpha Alderon specifically requested not to invite you."
"What? Do I really have to listen to that? What if I just show up at the café, pretending it was an accident?"
"Please, Mr. Cassian. Don’t make things worse, or Alpha Alderon will be upset—not just with me but also with you."
I frown, not satisfied with her answer. "Yeah, but why would Alderon keep
