Chapter 32
Cassian puts a pause to his argument with best friend's wife, causing her to storm off ahead. Cassian nods, his gaze instantly dragging to us. He looks at me and then Aurora, his lips stretching into a wider grin, one mischievous just like that of Bishop. Cassian practically leaps our way, standing in front of Aurora.
“My dream girl,” he grins, going in for a hug which Aurora reciprocates easily.
“Cassian.” I whine, annoyed by the way he invaded her space, having known her for four seconds.
“Emelia,” he grins widely, sparing Ryker a glance and a fist on his chest. “You are a lucky man brother, your future wife in the presence of greatness. Emelia, stick with her.”
Oh, he knows her. She knows him.
Glancing at the four dark knights, it finally clicks, the way they're
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