The news
Cassie’s POV
I woke to the relentless pinging of my phone, the sound slicing through my beauty sleep. I should have silenced my phone, I thought half awake.
Last night’s triumph at Funz Palace stirred a mix of emotions in my chest. Glee at stealing a long, heated kiss from Troy, and frustration at the flicker of resistance in his eyes when he pulled away. The mate bond was strong, its pull like a tide, but it wasn’t enough to claim all of him, not with Daphne clinging like a shadow. I grunted in exasperation. It was no thanks to Zach.
Daphne would have been in jail, Troy drinking away his sorrows, and that was when I would have stepped in.
I reached for my phone with sleepy eyes, squinting at the screen, wondering what the hell was going on. Five missed calls from Zach glared
