Chapter 81
Cassian's POV
Ulva tugged Randolph's sleeve, symbolically stepping half a step aside. "Come in and sit."
She turned to pour water, her movements stiff and unnatural.
I swapped my shoes, stepping into the apartment. The Silverlight family scent still lingered, but Trista's familiar, cool floral scent was barely perceptible, just a ghost.
Randolph spoke, his tone noticeably reserved. "Cassian, you haven't been here in a long time."
His eyes held none of the old affection. "Since Trista isn't here, there are some things I've actually wanted to tell you for a while."
I sat across from them, slightly lowering my posture, keeping my Alpha aura minimal. "Please, say whatever you need to say."
Randolph sighed. "Cassian, you're a fine young man. Our pack is indebted to you for yo
