Chapter 327

• Third Person's POV
• Cassian bent down and set her slippers at her feet, his voice dropping to a freezing sub-zero. "If you want to end the bond, fine. Do your worst. But until that official decree comes down from the Werewolf Council, you're staying right where I can see you."
• He saw Trista clutching her comm-stone, backed into a corner by the shoe rack, her eyes full of raw suspicion. It was like the last of his patience just evaporated.