CASSIAN'S POV
The room was silent after Sloane left. It had been ten minutes, yet her presence still lingered.
I let out a deep breath, fingers tapping slowly on my desk as I let my thoughts wander.
There was something about her that I couldn't simply figure out, and that bothered me.
"Still thinking about Sloane huh?" My wolf Frost's voice cut through my thoughts.
“I'm not thinking about her,” I snapped through the mind link.
I hated it when Frost caught me off guard. He always seemed to know too much.
“Come on Cassian, I thought you gave up trying to lie to me years ago.”
“Not now Frost. I'm not in the mood.”
“I can tell. I was just wondering if we had the same impression of her." He said.
My brows snapped up. Frost? Impressed by a woman? Well that was new.
"I have no thoug
