Chapter 24
Chapter 21 — Luna Knight The Laurel estate was colder than I remembered. Not the temperature—though Cassian’s private residence in the hills above the city always seemed permanently kissed by winter—but the air, the silence, the way the staff barely looked me in the eye as they passed. Maybe they sensed what I was trying to deny. That something had shifted between us. Cassian hadn’t said a word since we arrived. He’d only glanced at me once—in the car, right before we crossed the long iron gates—and there had been something unreadable in his eyes. Not anger. Not exactly. But not softness either. That scared me more. I wandered through the glass hallway leading toward the private lounge, my heels clicking softly against the polished stone floor. Everything here screamed restraint. Ste
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