"Do you think I gave you a choice?" Casaio held her face with his one hand, fiercely. "You are supposed to do what I've asked you. Gabriel laid unconscious because of the master you serve. I need to see him myself even if it's by risking my own life."
Zilia held his gaze in bewilderment. He wasn't thinking in a right mind.
Casaio let go of her, seeing those eyes full of the feelings he once cared about.
Turning his back to her, he moved his hand to his head, his hair threading in his fingers.
"Who attacked Gabriel?" Zilia asked in a soft tone.
"A woman, who was dressed up in a nurse's outfit," Casaio replied. He lowered his hand and pivoted on his heels. "Her face was covered, and Gabriel couldn't sense her wolf. It seems she had masked it. Do you know anything about that?"
