Chapter 138
Third Person's POV
Cassian's fingers hitched slightly against the glass, but he didn't bite. He just took a slow sip of his drink, letting the shadows swallow his expression.
Fred stared at him for a few beats, as if finally making a call. "I can't just stand here and watch you play her like this. I'm going down there to post bail and get her out of that holding cell."
He turned to leave without a backward glance.
Cassian rose slowly, his aura expanding until the very air in the room felt heavy. "Fred, this is between me and my mate. You stick your nose in this, and whatever happens next—don't say I didn't warn you."
Fred froze. When he looked back, he was wound tight.
His emotions were redlining, his wolfish scent flaring as he snarled at Cassian. "We've known Trista fo
