Chapter 392

• Third Person's POV
• Alaina pointed a finger right at Wilmot's nose. "The Ironthorns is being ruined by old relics like you! Cassian could mate with the Moon Goddess herself and he'd still end up severed just to get away from your attitude!"
• Wynn chimed in with a quiet mumble from the back. "Seriously. Trista was fine at Shadowfang; she didn't ask Cassian to jump in front of a blade for her. He's the one who wanted to play the hero. He signed up for this pain, Dad, so stop making it everyone else's problem."