_Author’s POV_
In Calden’s mind, Zarelle’s words suddenly flashed like a bolt of lightning, illuminating everything.
“Alpha Ashmoor’s intelligence is seriously lacking… Miss Thessaly’s like a cat, surviving countless times without a scratch. Did you ever wonder why she always seems to get herself into an accident when you are absent? But the moment you step into her life, suddenly everything becomes sunshine and rainbows?”
The pattern was clear now, obvious in retrospect.
Every accident, every crisis, every emergency had happened when he wasn’t around.
And the moment he arrived? Suddenly, miraculously, everything was fine.
Thessaly lay on the hospital bed, her face pale as a ghost, her performance still ongoing.
Calden stood there, seemingly indifferent, but his eyes
