Estelle's POV
The phone rang, cutting him off. Lyra, his mother.
Cassius's frown softened. "Answer it."
I picked up. "I'm with your son. Want to say hello first?"
A pause. "No, just checking if you still want the jewelry set you liked last time."
"Sure."
"Well, go pick it up."
The call ended. Cassius looked suspicious. "Since when do you two get along?"
I raised an eyebrow, smiling. "Isn't that a good thing? Want me to start a fight with your mom?"
His anger seemed to ease.
"I'll drive you home." His voice still carried the weight of command as he started the car.
"What about my car?" I asked.
"I'll have someone bring it back." He left no room to refuse, gripping the wheel, locking the doors, and then drove away.
Over the next few days, I moved as cautiously as a wolf on the h
