Chapter 141
Third Person's POV
Cassian didn't deny it. He gave a slight, measured nod. "We're all adults here; we should know how to weigh the pros and cons. My mother has always adored Trista—she treats her like her own daughter. Between her affection and yours, I truly believe Trista is better off by my side than locked behind iron bars in a prison cell."
He dialed back the intensity of his aura just a fraction, but his next words hit harder. "Ironthorn moves fast. If you want to save Trista, I need an answer. Soon."
With that, Cassian didn't linger. He turned and walked out of the ward.
The second the door clicked shut, the air seemed to vanish from the room.
Once he was gone, Attwater was vibrating with a mix of panic and rage, his chest heaving. "Mom, Dad, there has to be anothe
