Jiro POV
That morning, the entire city buzzed with gossip of the most unpleasant kind.
“Cyran’s gone!”
“Ran off in the night. I knew it. Once a traitor, always a traitor.”
“How could the Alpha even let him out and run free?”
“Hush. He must have some reason. Like seeing if Cyran will lead him to Hades.”
“Did you see him with the Scarlatti girl? I knew she was trouble.”
“No better than she should be. The Tenebruso girl is at least respectable … MEN!”
Jiro heard all this during the Movements of the Moon class when people were supposed to be concentrating on spiritual matters and breathwork. Healer Kellam stomped around glaring at everyone and squashing the whispers. But when he wasn’t looking, the chatter started right back up again. Naomi’s absence made the gossip worse.