CHAPTER 52

Cassandra’s POV

“You are right…the breeder is here.” I stared directly at her before stepping away from the entrance of the car so that Phil could step out too. The shaman had predicted that Trudeau would bring his breeder to the festival but I disagreed.

The Trudeau I knew, along with the kind of pride he exuded, he wasn’t going to let that happen.

Phil gave me a look that screamed ‘I told you so’.

“He didn’t tell any of us that she was going to be here.” I felt the need to say to him because I was the beta and I felt at least I would have an idea best on the kind of move he would make.

“I tell you, Trudeau might not be fit for the post of Alpha after all,” Phil said in a voice not bold enough.

My mood immediately turned sinister. “Don’t you ever say that again?”

“I said what I said—”

“You are still attached to past glory. We are way better with Trudeau than we were with his father. He’s a tad bit more considerate and he doesn’t throw on casual genocide just because a particular grou