A KING'S DILEMMA
Cassius’s POV
The city gates loomed ahead, their black iron edges slick with morning dew. Rain had passed through earlier, and the stone paved streets still carried its scent—wet soil, and burnt out torches.
As Magnus and I rode through the quiet roads of the kingdom, I could feel the weight of my absence pressing heavier with every step my stallion took.
We had found her.
Celene.
Or at least, we’d found where she had been taken.
To Balthazar.
Just thinking his name made my jaw tighten. My hands curled around the reins. We’d searched every crevice of the underground—threats and bribes were used. Even blood was spilled when needed, and in the end it had led us to him.
A ghost among Alphas.
A savage rogue with no ties, no rules and no loyalty to the crown, and no
