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Cassandra’s point of view: This kiss was different from the one when we’d thrown ourselves at each other at the top of the mountain and from the one we just shared yesterday. Those kisses had been full of desperate passion and desire and an I must have you now adrenaline boost.This kiss was slow and measured. And, I could feel its warmth and the slow spread of it through my body as I was awakened to the desires within me. It felt as if he was trying to take his time to memorize every bit of it… as if figuring something.This kiss took my breath away.I almost let out a complaining whine when he broke it off suddenly and leaned back.My lips were still burning from his touch, my body screaming to be touched too, and my heart was pounding its way through my veins. I opened my eyes to find his eyes already fixed on my face.These blue eyes pierced through my soul. Up this close, I took my time to appreciate his well-defines features. He had bristly eyebrows, a hawkish nose and perfec
Cassandra’s point of view: No other man had ever had this effect on me. Not that there was anyone before Alpha Dalton. I’d never even tried getting into a relationship with someone. It was forbidden to be in any kind of relationship with the opposite gender. The Moon Howlers were quite strict about that rule. And that, I told myself, was the only explanation for why I responded to him as if I was a drowning woman and he was the only one who could throw me a lifeline. I had this seething desire and had wished that I would find my true mate that I would get to meet him and not be entangled in the pack’s politics and the Moon Howlers’ binding rules. But alas! I shifted urgently against him, reveling in the sensation of every inch of his sinfully hard body pressed so exquisitely against every inch of me. My heart raced more so than before as I heard the unmistakable catch of his breathing. Then the hot, still slick feel of his mouth again as I matched his kissed stroke for stroke, urg
Cassandra’s point of view: My alarm woke me. Groaning, I blindly reached out to grab my phone and switched off the irritating noise, then flopped back against my pillow. Normally, I’d wake up late, but I’d been babysitting Millie for the past three days since her parents were needed at the pack borders for some security issues. They’ve been working on tightening the security at each side of the pack. According to the two women I heard gossiping in the kitchen area the other day, Dalton even bought security cameras to be set up all around the pack and its borders. Hidden, of course. He also had patrols running daily and has asked the warriors to keep a strict watch on most, if not all pack members. He had been spending his time searching for the person responsible for the attack. He claimed that rogue wolves wouldn’t just gather and attack. I think he actually believes that someone from the pack had something to do with that attack. Hence, Millie’s parents have been pretty busy c
Cassandra’s point of view: After Millie ate her fill of cookies, she helped me put the other batch of newly baked cookies in a box that we kept stored in the fridge. All the cookies came out delicious, yummy even. Millie’s giddy smile while she was snacking on them said it all. “Uncle Dalton loves cookies too, and he is very fond of chocolate.” Millie revealed once I had her cleaned up and well dressed in another set of clean clothes that Delilah had packed in her bag-pack. “Really?” I found it hard to believe that Dalton had a sweet tooth. He didn’t seem like the kind of person who enjoyed sweet-tasting foods. Millie nodded. “He’d steal chocolate from my cupboard when my mom isn’t looking.” Woah! Dalton was stealing chocolate from a kid? That was not good. Does he really like chocolate that much? “It’s our little secret.” Millie added in a soft voice after a moment as if she wasn’t sure whether she could share this secret with me. “Don’t worry, I won’t tell anybody.” I reass
Dalton’s point of view: Why do I care? I had repeated this question a hundred times already in my head, maybe even a thousand times, scarcely knowing what to make of this strangely incredible connection between me and Cassandra. I’ve been trying to understand what this… thing was that spiraled deep within me, as though it was slowly boring its way out of some pitch-black, fathomless pit I had long pretended didn’t still reside inside me. Yet, I suspected I knew exactly what the thing was. It was a flicker of light, even just a spark, but potentially powerful enough to cast a glorious light over my life. Joy. And pride. The mate bond… well Cassandra’s presence ignited something which has the same indications to that of what was supposed to be between two mates who was originally bonded together by the Moon Goddess. It was ridiculous to even think so but it might be true or was I going crazy? I felt mine being revived whenever I was around Cassandra. It seemed like she was complet
Dalton’s point of view: When I reached the pack house, the living room and dining area were filled with pack members. I breathed in deeply, trying to pull the calm around me into my lungs, my heart but it did nothing to quell the seething unsettling emotion within me. Cassandra’s scent lingered around in the living room area. That was the last place she’d been to, then, why was her scent the strongest in the kitchen when she wasn’t there? My eyes searched the kitchen, looking for the woman who had my wolf and I completely under her control. My eyes faltered on the backdoor which led to the back of the pack house. That area was only used for parties held for special occasions. What could she be doing there? Was she hiding from me? I pushed the backdoor open and stepped outside on the overgrown grass. I winced at the crunching noises the grass made with each step I took forward, following her trail of scent. It disappeared when I got to the dense forest which was restricted to e
Cassandra’s point of view: He was hiding something. There must be something troubling him and it was about Levi and his associates. His hostility, whenever a member from the Moon Howlers would come, wasn’t hard to notice. It was so intense that every pack member would squirm in discomfort. I pressed my lips into a thin line when he’d shout at me. And even with Sierra warning me to run away, to get as far away as possible from him, I stayed put. Now, I regretted not listening to my wolf. I wasn’t expecting Dalton to hold my wrist, to get so close to me when his own wolf was fighting to come forth and get in control of the whole situation. The only thing that came into my mind then, was to try and calm Dalton down. Maybe he was just not feeling well, I’d thought. Maybe he wasn’t as angry as he’d been with me on the training ground. But, I was wrong! He even ended the pack training earlier than usual just to find me? I made sure to take a quick shower to rinse off Marcus scent th
Cassandra’s point of view: After spending the whole night thinking about the conversation I’d had with Dalton back in the forest, I was feeling so worn out that the first thing I did after I was done babysitting Millie for the day, was to throw myself in bed. It didn’t take long for me to feel the lack of sleep get to me. I was on the verge of closing my eyes when my bedroom door was pushed open. It was Dalton. And, he was dressed in a black suit and a white buttoned up shirt. He had his hair well groomed. He even had his beard trimmed into a neat five o’clock shadow shape for a smart look. The first thought that crossed my mind was, he looked damn good! I swallowed. Steadied myself as my eyes raked over his figure. “Why are you dressed in a suit?” I made a face at him, pretending as though his presence and his hotness in that suit weren’t affecting me. Yeah, not at all! “Do you like it?” He raised an inquisitive eyebrow at me. A smirk riding on his perfect pink lips as he sl
Cassandra’s point of view: Dalton saw red and impulsively dashed across to punch Levi in the face but Levi raised his hand and with one flick of his finger, Dalton was sent soaring back in the air.He landed flat on his back, his head brutally hitting the ground, knocking him out cold. A pool of blood soon formed around his upper body.Levi must have used an incantation on Dalton.Seeing this, I felt a burst of negative energy but instead of acting on my own; I clenched my hands and gritted my teeth together to hold still.Dalton would be alright. I could still feel our mate bond. But, the mere thought that he was left stranded over there on the ground, took everything in me not to run to his help.Hecate and Levi’s eyes were fixed on me. I knew better than to let myself get distracted by them at this point. They played with us for ten years but I won’t let them play with us anymore. They might find it amusing to see true mates being apart but I’d show them what an enraged mate could
Cassandra’s point of view: “I don’t like this… the moment Alpha Dalton told me that we’d be following this witch’s directions; I wasn’t ready at all but…” Alpha Maddox complained. “I don’t like it one bit.”“Neither do I, Alpha Maddox.” Alpha Eric whispered, agreeing with the old man. “But what are we supposed to do? She may not be one of our kind, but she has always helped Alpha Blaze.”Shoving his hands into his pockets, Alpha Eric added with a resolute shrug, “As long as she doesn’t betray us, I guess we’d be alright.”Everyone could hear them talking… even Patricia but she didn’t seem like she gave a fuck about their opinions.I pursed my lips at the two Alphas and looked at Dalton. ‘Don’t you think we made a mistake asking Alpha Maddox to come along with us?’‘He can be a bit orthodox but –’‘A bit…?’ I arched an eyebrow at my mate.‘Okay, I’ll be honest… he’s the most orthodox Alpha I’ve ever known but he’s also one of the most experienced one among us. And I had to inform him
Cassandra’s point of view: Around us, the darkness was absolute, the silence oppressive.We could see perfectly well but Dalton, Alpha Blaze and the pack warriors couldn’t see us anymore. We made them hide in certain spots where they wouldn’t be seen from here.Together with Lucas, I stepped inside the tunnel leading towards the Moon Howlers’ secret hide-out. Observing our surroundings well before invading their spot, we had each others’ backs.Nothing could be heard from this far but the moment we reached mid-way inside the tunnel; we started hearing hush voices except it wasn’t whispering anymore when we focused on those voices using our primordials’ powers.Lucas held my wrist to stop me and then, pulled me to the side. We stood with our backs to the ceramic tiled wall as we listened in to the conversation.It was Levi… he was speaking to someone.“Everything is going as planned. We need one more week before we’d be ready to take over the werewolf race.” Levi explained to someone.
Cassandra’s point of view: Lucas tackled me to the ground. Breathing hard, I closed my eyes and took a moment to calm my pounding heart.“Come on, get up! We won’t stop until you get this right.” Lucas shouted.I groaned miserably as I forced my body to move.We’ve been practicing for hours… getting trained and getting accustomed with my primordial powers. With the help of Lucas, I’ve been able to get my wolves to work together – well to a certain extent.But, I was determined to make myself well-matched with Lucas in terms of his primordial powers. We needed to get this done, together, for the unprecedented battle awaiting us.Warlocks were known to be one of the most powerful beings to have ever existed on earth. They were stronger, fiercer and vile than witches.Among the werewolf kind, the primordials and the Lycans were at par but relatively, primordials were more dominate and tougher.Distracted, I glanced up when I caught a whiff of Dalton’s enticing scent. I looked in that sp
Cassandra’s point of view: “Cassandra, I love you.” He confessed, his voice sounded steady, assured. He meant it. Surprised, I looked at him. His eyes tried to smile, but his lips remained fixed in a stark, upside down frown as though he feared my reaction to his sudden confession. I didn’t need to hear it. I could feel his heart pounding in his chest. He was nervous. The anger I’d felt vanished into thin air, replaced with a whole lot of emotions… feelings… All that crap, which didn’t seem so much like crap right now when his was the heart that was twisting and aching and mine were the anger evaporating into unshed tears. When I smiled at him through my tears, I felt a rush of relief go through him before he returned the gesture. He closed the short distance between us and slid his arm over my shoulders, pulling me into his arms. I leaned into his embrace with a blissful sigh. I regretted wearing my clothes. I would do anything to strip my body as bare as his. But I could st
Dalton’s point of view: I woke up at nine feeling a lot better than I’d felt last night. It had taken me a second to remember everything that had happened, but hearing Cassandra’s contented sigh, and feeling her long, slim leg slide between mine as she draped herself over me in her sleep, everything had come flooding back into my mind. My lips tugged up into a smile, happy that I’d spent last night with her… I believed we both needed to be together, needed to feel one another’s warmth, scent and comforting presence after that whole ordeal with her parents and Alpha Julian. Looking down at her, my heart skipped a beat. Damn. I was so whipped for her... I never thought I’d ever find her, my destined mate, before but now that I’d found her, I’d do anything for her. Anything! I slowly and gently tucked a strand of her hair that had covered part of her left cheek behind her left ear. Smiling as I gazed down at her beautiful face, I softly rubbed her cheek with my thumb. She leaned m
Cassandra’s point of view: My finger was wet with his body’s essence, and I lifted it to my mouth, tasting the salty flavor of him while staring right into his eyes confidently. Dalton reached down and tangled his hand in my hair, never taking his eyes off me. Hungry for more, I began to pull his shorts down, carefully, deliberately slow, lifting them over that throbbing ridge of flesh. I let my hand brush against his cock, watching his rippling stomach muscles flex in reaction. Holding my breath, I drew the shorts all the way down, revealing inch after glorious inch of him. “Fuck,” I couldn’t help cussing in a whisper, needing to take a moment to stare at the male beauty before me. I inhaled, but my breath didn’t seem to reach my lungs; I felt dizzy, light-headed. So weak with desire I had the urge to climb up and impale myself on him now, right now, without any further delays. But, I also wanted to taste him. To pleasure him the way he’d pleasured me. So I leaned closer, close
Cassandra’s point of view: Looking down at Dalton, stunned, as always by his sexy masculinity, his alluring presence and his enticing scent, I paused to acknowledge that I’d reached one of those important moments in my life where I’d had to make a decision which would change the course of my life, either in a good way or in a bad way.No matter whatever else happened in the future though, I had no doubt – none, zero – that this decision would live on in my memories forever and definitely as a sweet good memory. Swiftly yet smoothly picking me up in his arms, Dalton dashed back inside the pack house, across hallways and several rooms before we’d reached his bedroom within seconds.Shortly after, we were in his bed.He had me straddling him while he laid there, watching me. His seductive eyes filled with desire, bore into mine.“Come here,” he ordered, reaching up and sinking his hands in my hair.I let him pull me down, needing to taste him.Our lips met, softly, more tenderly than w
Dalton’s point of view: I tossed and turned in my bed, my sleep repeatedly interrupted by thoughts regarding Cassandra, her parents and Alpha Julian. Why did they have to come get her? I sat up with a tired sigh. I might as well get up if I wasn’t going to get any sleep. It wasn’t even night time anymore. It was like four in the morning already. I couldn’t believe that I hadn’t slept at all. That was a first. Deciding to go for a walk around the pack house to calm down, I got out of bed and left my bedroom. I hadn’t realized when I’d descended the stairs to the floor below mine but I soon found myself walking down the hallway about to cross Cassandra’s bedroom. Was she asleep? It was pretty early for her to be up and around but knowing her… I fisted my right hand, readying myself to knock on her bedroom door to check on her but then, I shook my head and stepped back. Sighing, I chose to go to the courtyard. I needed to get those unwanted wandering thoughts out of my mind. There