|| CASSENDRA'S POV ||

The moon hung high in the night sky, casting a silvery glow over the castle grounds. As I wandered the familiar paths, a glint of movement near the shadows caught my attention. Instinctively drawn toward it, I found Rosie engaged in a hushed conversation with Arion, their whispers barely audible in the quiet night.

My heart was quickened with a mix of curiosity and concern. Why would Rosie be secretly conferring with Arion, the once-banished member of the pack? The exchange seemed clandestine, shrouded in an air of secrecy that piqued my suspicions.

The night air carried a chill as I approached Dominico's quarters, intent on...