"Where are you going?" Raidan asked, stepping in front of Casaio with a firm tone. "Zilia made this decision on her own. She chose to walk away from your life. She wants a future untouched by the past... and that includes you, Casaio."
Casaio's eyes darkened as he met Raidan's gaze. "She was my fated mate. I spent ten years of my life with her. Do you think I can simply forget her? Walk away like it meant nothing? I can't. And I won't."
"You deserve someone better than Zilia," Mabel interjected gently. "You've done more than enough today. Please… return to your room and get some rest. I'll have your dinner sent up."
"That won't be necessary," Casaio replied coldly, his eyes burning with frustration. "I don't need food. I need answers."
Casaio rushed to his room then. Once inside, he grabbed his phone and noticed a missed call from an unknown number. A frown formed on his face as he quickly dialed the number back.
