Chapter 117
Third Person's POV
Samantha lowered her head, her heart racing with panic, as if the last veil of her dignity had been ripped away. "What happens between Cassian and me is none of your business."
Fred didn't even bother calling her a liar; he just threw the question back at her. "Think about it, Samantha. If Cassian really loved you, why hasn't he terminated the mating with Trista to give you a formal position?"
He didn't give her a second to breathe. "Because in Cassian's eyes, you and Trista aren't even on the same level. You can't compete with her."
Unwilling to back down, Samantha looked like a cornered she-wolf, a venomous glint surfacing in her eyes. "I might be a rogue, but Trista's pack has fallen too. When Silverlight went under, it was Cassian who bailed them out
