Did he possibly have to be afraid of Jordan pulling a Ran’imy?
No, he decided, she was never bitter and to some degree treated Io like a kid brother.
“Thank you,” said Cinder, “for bringing this to my attention.”
“Of course, sir.”
He toyed with a pen on his desk, wondering if she even wanted the position of beta. “Jordan, may I ask you something?”
“If it pleases you, yes.”
“Have you ever given consideration to…moving up the ranks?”
Her eyebrows raised slightly. “Sir?”
Might as well just get it out in the open. “As you know, the position of beta has been empty for some months now and I’ve been quietly considering the perfect replacement.” A little while lie never hurt anyone. “And I have recently come to the conclusion that you would be an excellent candidate, if you’re interested.”