20

There were many things Camren would call Cassandra; cunning, a liar, manipulator… a power-hungry bitch. But stupid wasn’t one of them. His accidental run-in with Hunter was proof of that. He was her personal huntsman, and one of the best, Camren grudgingly admitted, with one hell of a right hook.

Camren flinched at the violent memory. Rubbing his jaw, he could still feel the pain from Hunter’s beating.