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CHAPTER TWENTY- EIGHT
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**Alpha Xavier’s POV**I was near the border with my men, mapping out the best route to avoid attracting the guards' attention, when I noticed one of my men running toward us. He wasn't part of the team assigned to the mission, which immediately alerted me that something was wrong. It was a messenger."Alpha!" I heard the muffled shout as he crossed the river in his wolf form, the water splashing under his strong paws as he raced toward our camp. The emblem of our pack gleamed on his chest, making him easily identifiable, but the bloodstains scattered across his body indicated that he'd faced some sort of fight before reaching us."What the hell is he doing here?" My beta, Josh, muttered beside me, frowning as he watched the spy approach."He's one of the ones I left guarding the pack," I responded darkly, my eyes fixed on the wolf as he shifted back into his human form. "His job was to inform me if anything went wrong while we were away."The spy finally reached us, his body exhauste
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POV CassandraThe throbbing pain in my head slowly brought me back to reality, in a slow and confused haze. My vision was still blurry, and a lingering dizziness persisted as I tried to make sense of where I was. The metallic taste of blood in my mouth and the smell of roasted meat in the air gave me a vague idea of what might be happening.“Well, well, our princess is finally awake!” A voice dripping with sarcasm sounded behind me, and the sound sent a cold shiver down my spine.My eyes opened, squinting against the firelight. I instinctively turned away, trying to escape the brightness that burned my retinas, and that’s when I saw them. Five men, sitting around a fire, tearing chunks of meat with their teeth, as if there was nothing unusual about keeping me prisoner.I tried to move, desperate to assess the extent of my situation, but a sharp pain shot through my body. I looked down and realized I was tied up with thick, tightly wound ropes. My attempts to loosen the knots only made
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Pov cassandra"Take her to Room 37!" Beta Caleb's deep voice echoed in my ears, making my head throb even more after the long and exhausting journey. My legs no longer responded, and at times, exhaustion overtook me so completely that I lost consciousness, being mercilessly dragged by the horse that pulled me. There wasn’t a shred of compassion from any of them.The five men surrounding me were a horrendous spectacle of cruelty and filth. Each of them carried their own misery, but there was one, in particular, who terrified me more than the others. He never took his eyes off me, a dirty and hungry gaze, as if he were waiting for the slightest opportunity to take advantage of my vulnerability. My heart clenched every time our eyes met, but Beta Caleb seemed to ignore it all, completely focused on getting me to the hearing. If there was one thing keeping me relatively safe at that moment, it was the Beta's fixation on completing his mission. His eyes never left me, and as strange as it
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**Alpha Xavier's POV**We were already near the royal palace. Hidden in the dense forest that surrounded the place, we camped just a few meters away. It had been two relentless days of travel, with no long breaks, forcing my soldiers to march tirelessly. Now, exhausted, they could barely stand. It was clear they needed rest."According to the information, Cassandra was brought to the palace at noon. We still don’t know the exact time of the audience with the King Alpha," said my Beta, while absentmindedly looking at the crumpled map we had. He shrugged, as if he was used to this kind of situation. But I wasn’t. Every minute lost felt like a knife in my throat, filling me with anguish knowing that Cassandra could be in danger.The detailed map of the pack and the layout of the palace were the only tools we had to devise a rescue plan. We had men infiltrated at the location, ready to help us, but the idea of using them was risky. Any false move would not only put the mission at risk but
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**Cassandra's POV** "Cassandra, is that really you?" Ursula's soft voice echoed in my ears, sending an immediate shiver down my spine. I trembled at the familiar sound and soon felt her gentle touch on my face. Her hand, though trembling, was careful, as if she was trying to remember every detail. Her eyes had become clouded with age, and what once had been a firm and determined gaze was now blurred, showing that blindness was near. "I'm so happy to see you... after so long." She smiled slightly, continuing to explore my face with her fingers, as if she wanted to make sure it was truly me. "Ursula?" My voice was filled with confusion. "What are you doing here? Why didn't you return as we promised?" I couldn’t understand what was happening. I clearly remembered our escape, our pact to never return to this pack. And now, seeing her here, in this place, left me completely disoriented. I had only come back to find her, but I never imagined she would be involved with the new Alpha K
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**POV Cassandra**"Ursula… I…" I stammered, my throat tight with nerves, unable to form a coherent sound. I knew I needed to tell the truth, no matter how terrifying it was. My hands trembled, and my heart raced as I clung to the wall beside the hallway, trying to keep myself upright. "I already found my mate… or at least, I think I did."Ursula froze. Her serious expression grew even graver, as if she were waiting for the words to complete a nightmare she feared. Her cold hands released my face, and she took a few steps back, hesitant, almost in panic."Who is your mate, Cassandra?" she asked, her voice low but heavy with palpable tension. Her lips trembled, as if simply asking the question risked opening a deep wound. The air around us seemed to grow heavier.I lowered my head in shame, unable to bear the weight of her gaze. I knew what was coming next would be devastating, but there was no avoiding it any longer. A solitary tear escaped, tracing a burning line down my face. The tru
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**POV Cassandra** I swallowed hard as I felt a heavy hand grip my arm brutally, its fingers digging into my skin like claws. Before I could react, I was yanked forcefully, almost losing my balance. "Answer me, girl! I spoke to you!" the soldier growled, his voice filled with anger. I felt the wolf inside him radiate aggression, his presence domineering and threatening. I knew very well what that meant. The Imperial Guard had always been fiercer, crueler than the troops of other packs. Their training was brutal, and my father, being one of the former commanders, knew all too well the ruthless practices that forged these soldiers. "I... I..." I stammered, nervous. I took a few steps back, trying to shake free in the hope that he would release my arm. But before I could truly react, he punched me in the face. Pain exploded in the corner of my mouth, the taste of blood spreading across my tongue. I let out a groan of pain, surprise washing over me. He didn’t even know me, yet he didn’
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**POV Cassandra**"Behave, slave, or the King might order your head cut off!" the guard growled, releasing my arm with brutality and shoving me toward the imposing entrance of the room. The dark walls of the corridor seemed to absorb what little light there was, making the atmosphere even more oppressive.I swallowed hard, my feet hesitant as I moved toward the Alpha King's office. The arm he had gripped was still red, and a dull pain throbbed beneath the bruised skin. The tension in the air was suffocating. When I reached the door, a deep and authoritative voice echoed from inside."Enter!"My body trembled at the command. I took a deep breath and pushed the heavy door open. There was faint lighting in the office, just enough to reveal the silhouette of a man sitting with his back to me, his hands busy with papers scattered across the desk. He wore a fine linen shirt, but what caught my attention most were the runes and tattoos that marked his arms, accentuating his sculpted muscles.
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