As the moon smiled down on the town, Cassie mused over the riddle that was Lark.
Over the past few weeks of her stay in the palace, their verbal clashes felt like savage duels, each side emerging defensive and weary.
What experiences, Cassie speculated, had molded Lark—the surrounding hush was stark and cut.
She was blissfully unaware of the fact that the answers which eluded her bestowed upon her in the most twisted of manners were bound to change the way she perceived the man she once termed as her arch rival.
It was the twin Alpha Mark. He was tired of their seamless arguments on trivial issues.
One cool autumn evening, he decided that it was time to put things into perspective for Cassie and Lark.
While sitting together on the Palace balcony, Mark, reminiscing about the cozine
