Cassian POV

I was still racking my brain for ways to track Dravina when Maelor’s voice threaded through the mind link.

“Another way to find her publish her image. Offer a generous reward,” he suggested, his tone steady, though guilt clung to the edges of his words.

He was trying. I could feel it the weight of regret dragging behind his every word, the desperate attempt to atone for what he and his wife had done. But remorse didn’t erase betrayal.

They had failed me, and I wasn’t ...