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They waved and we promised to see them soon.
“Come, my mate,” Cass declared, holding my hand. “Our Queen awaits her dinner.”
It had only been three days since Cass’ father showed up, but there had been no sign of him since. I was glad, mostly because that meant Cass remained happy.
He was currently napping on our couch, Daisy asleep on his stomach. She was a big cat, but could somehow still make herself seem tiny.
We’d spent the first two days fixing up Cass’ house, hoping to make it all pretty for Silas, who really wanted to move in there. I still had no idea how things were with his pack, but him wanting to move further away from them wasn’t a good sign. I would welcome him into my pack in a heartbeat if he wanted it, but offering that might make him feel like he’d failed as their alpha, so I’ll wait it out a bit more.
My front door flew open, startling Cass to a sitting position and Daisy was a silver blur that escaped the room faster than I thought possible.
My wolf was on high alert, but calmed when the familiar scent of Darius reached me.
He barged into the living room. “I’m this close to spanking your brother!” He then flopped onto the couch next to Cass, who wiped his tired eyes.
Groaning, I sat in the arm chair next to them. “What did Milo do now?”
“He’s flirting with that Alpha, Silas!”
I could tell it bothered my best friend, but I also felt like I needed to tread carefully here.
“Have you told him to stop it?” Cass asked, clearly not caring about the whole treading carefully thing.
“No,” Darius muttered. “I don’t want him to know how much it bothers me.”
“You’re not hiding your emotions as well as you seem to think,” Cass stated. “So, trust me, Milo already knows how much you hate his flirting.”
Darius let out another groan. “I’m fucked either way.”
“Why don’t you try talking to him?” I suggested. “Maybe try to work on your relationship?”
“I fear talking to Milo will be a waste of my time. He isn’t taking this mating seriously at all,” Darius said. “His flirting is proof of that.”
“If it makes you feel any better,” Cass said, patting his shoulder. “Silas knows Milo is your fated mate, and he isn’t interested in him like that anymore.”
“What? Really?” I asked.
“How did he find out?” Darius asked at the same time.
Cass shrugged. “I told him. I didn’t want Silas to be led on by Milo and it felt wrong not saying anything. Silas is my friend and he protected me, so in return, I wanted to protect him.”
“Thank you,” Darius whispered.
I bet that helped my friend a lot. Just knowing Silas was no longer pursuing his mate, must have saved him lots of sleepless nights.
“Now,” Cass said, standing up. “Let’s cook some dinner. I’m starving.”
Darius followed Cass silently into the kitchen, already eager for whatever Cass would cook up for us.
Smiling, I followed, glad to see the two men I cared about the most getting along this well.
Chapter Twenty-Two
Cassian
I liked Darius, no matter what kind of feelings Jeremy once had for him. I did not, however, like Milo. It wasn’t as though Milo came around anyway, but Darius did. He’d helped me paint the bathroom tiles yesterday, and now he was helping Jeremy and I put together some basic furniture for when Silas moved in.
“I’m telling you,” I continued. “Dark green will definitely be Silas’ style.”
