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."