Chapter 69: Hidden Talents
(Cassandra's POV)
Alexander leaned casually against the doorframe of his private chambers, his silver eyes glinting with mischief as his gaze never strayed far from me. The low lamplight highlighted the sharp angles of his face, and that smirk of his said he was about to say something that would annoy me.
"You know," he started, his voice carrying that infuriatingly smooth tone he used when teasing me. "Your ability to charm wolves is impressive. Logan Kane at the concert? I saw the way he looked at you."
I froze, my fingers brushing the edge of my phone. A small, startled laugh escaped me, but I quickly masked it with feigned indifference. "He was being polite," I said flatly, though my wolf, Aurora, stirred with amusement at his obvious jealousy.
"Polite,"
