His Aura

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Cassandra walked to the dining room for breakfast the next day. The memory of her chair being removed from the main dining table and being shifted to the warriors' table was still fresh in her mind. Thus, without causing a ruckus, she grabbed her plate and walked straight to the table where the warriors were already starting to sit. “Hey, Ashton,” Cassandra said. The man immediately looked up with wide eyes. “Miss Cass, you are here?! Why didn't anybody tell me about it? I returned last night from the duties and—” Ashton didn't waste a second in rushing from his seat to hug her. The man almost had his hands wrapped around her when he paused. The aura in the room shifted. Everyone stiffened. Cassandra swallowed hard and looked at the entrance of the pack house. Caleb was standing t

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