Chapter 97: Questions and Investigations
(Cassandra's POV)
Marcus Kane's eyes bore into mine, his piercing gaze laced with unspoken suspicion. His sharp features, usually kind but firm, now seemed carved from stone, a reflection of the serious tone he carried.
The heavy silence between us was almost suffocating, the weight of what had transpired in the Stone Pack in the past few days lingering unspoken in the air.
"Everything you've done here in the Stone Pack territory is just an act, isn't it?" he asked finally, his words precise, each syllable hitting like a calculated blow.
There was no hostility in his tone, just that careful neutrality, the kind that could coax an answer one way or the other. His question wasn't careless; he already suspected the answer.
Through our mate
