Chapter 289

• Third Person's POV
• Cassian felt a sharp pain in his shoulder as Howard exerted a ruthless amount of aura. He gritted his teeth, letting his wolf's grip sink into his flesh without backing down an inch.
• Veronica stepped in, releasing a soothing scent of pine needles to cut through the suffocating tension. "Dad, Wilmot, enough. Since Cassian and Trista have an understanding, stop meddling in their mating. It's their business."