Caden’s POV
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“The letter from the Silver-crest Alpha,” he said, sliding Garrick an envelope with a broken seal. “He’ll be here tomorrow for Elara’s wedding banquet. He's not promising any union yet, but he is open to hearing your offer.”
Garrick reached for the parchment with fingers that twitched with greed. He looked at the seal as if it were a trophy, his chest puffing out.
“You've done it, Caden," Garrick breathed, looking at Caden with a grin that made his skin crawl. "I didn't think the bastard would actually show up, but you somehow got him interested. You’re worth every coin, Caden."
Caden’s face expressed nothing and simply remained stoic. Inside, he was brimming with jealousy and hatred. He could still feel the taste of his mate on his tongue, he still knew what her c**
