24. Cassie

Watching the bridge descend gave me such a rush. Finally, I’m thinking clearer, sharper.

Not indulging the stupid rash impulses that saw me nursing broken fingers and running down alleyways. Kissing Alphas out of nowhere.

I had a concrete plan and saw it through. Even better, I have information.

Elle was sneaking over this bridge, fooling me and my father into believing she was just a clingy little gossip.

The idea of her contact being Ayr is remains hard to stomach. It would tie up with so much but my wolf protests at accusing Ayr too quickly. The man who planned my downfall being the man who I regret turning away on an hourly basis?

Time is of the essence. Elle will soon plan her vengeance. Cesar is already searching, who else might she send?

There is a real risk that the guard, Edgar, could sprint home to his family and vanish. I handed over more than enough gold. He was glancing back at Pemberton in fear whilst I threatened him.

There can’t be that many Edgar's surely?

Shit