Chapter 390 Jade's Distance

• Caleb’s P.O.V
• I watched Damien’s expression closely, my arms crossed tightly over my chest, heart pounding even though the room had gone utterly silent. The air felt heavy — like the weight of everything we’d just thrown at him was threatening to crush the walls in. He didn’t speak at first. His brows were drawn, jaw tight, eyes locked on the floor as though searching for answers in the pattern of the wood grain. I knew that look. He wasn’t ignoring us. He was processing. Sorting through every detail we’d just dumped on him like a landslide of truths that no one ever really wants to hear.
• When he finally lifted his gaze to meet mine, his voice was calm — too calm. That kind of stillness always unnerved me. “It’s a bit difficult to process, I won’t lie,” he said, rubbing the back of his neck. His lips pressed into a thin line, then parted again. “But… from what I understand, it almost seems like Maggie has Jade under some kind of spell. I mean, I’ve known Jade a long time, and he’s usually the most practical wolf I’ve ever met. The way he’s acting? It’s just… not him.”