Cassie. I came to find out Selena really meant every word of her threat two days later. New rumors circulated the pack, where the pack members claimed I was so desperate, so jealous of Selena, that I stooped low enough to use my own son as bait to seduce Axel. They said I was nothing but shameless and if I really thought that if not for my seduction, Axel would ever look my way or pay me any of his precious attention. I forced myself to stay calm, to keep my head high as I heard the new rumors because I knew where they came from, and I was also used to lies being told about me to worry myself about them. If anything, I was only happy that Cam was not grown enough to understand what was being said about me. But no matter how much I ignored it, the rumors kept coming. The next day, as I took Cam out for a morning stroll, I noticed the whispers had only grown louder. This time, they hit harder, cutting deeper. “You know, seeing as Alpha doesn’t like her, I doubt that child is Hi
Cassie. "How dare you speak to me in that manner?" Axel rose from his desk, eyes full of hate as he approached me. His expression was so cold, so filled with disdain, that it almost made me falter. Almost. But I couldn't allow myself to back down now. "If you and your mate want me out of the pack so badly, then fine. I'll take my son and leave," I said, my voice shaking but firm, "perhaps you believe the rumors too, that Cam isn't your son." In an instant, Axel closed the distance between us with a speed that made my pulse race, his hand gripping my arm hard. “What the fuck do you mean by that?" he asked, his tone sharp. His face was so close to mine. It was the first time since that one night we'd shared that he'd allowed himself to be this close. For a little moment, I almost let myself remember it –the way he'd looked at me back then, the gentleness in his touch. But I forced myself to focus, shaking away the thought. "I mean exactly what I said," I replied, ba
Cassie.The morning sun was soft but unforgiving. I sat on the edge of my bed, holding Cam close as he drifted back to sleep after his early morning feed. Watching his peaceful little face felt like torture because all I could think of was how I’d failed him—how I’d stayed here too long, long enough for his life to be threatened in such a manner. I traced a finger along his tiny cheek, his skin so soft, so pure.Gently, I put him down in his cot and moved to the small vanity mirror, staring at my tattered reflection. I looked a mess, and I sure felt like it.My hand drifted to the bruises Selena left on me that night, her words still echoing in my mind like poison."Forty-eight hours. That’s all you get. If I so much as see you in this pack after forty-eight hours, I don’t know what’ll happen to that bastard son of yours.”There’d been no mistaking the hate in her eyes. I couldn’t unsee it, and I couldn’t unhear those words. She meant every bit of her threat. She was relentless. And
Cassie.My heart raced as I exchanged worried glances with Axel. “What was that?” I asked, fear lacing my voice.“Stay here,” Axel ordered in his Alpha tone, his eyes wide and alert as he turned to the door, disappearing into the hallway.“Warren! Gather the warriors! We have a situation!” I heard his voice loud and clear and I froze.It seemed we were under attack.As if the fear that gripped me wasn’t enough, Cam started crying.“Shhhh, my. love you need to stop crying,” I cooed at him, but he didn’t respond, so I carried him to my bed and began feeding him some breast milk to keep him quiet.Instantly Cam hushed, sucking hungrily to let me know it was a hunger tantrum.“I’m so sorry my love,” I passed him an apologetic smile which he ignored because he was too busy sucking. Minutes passed and the pack house seemed quiet, but from behind my locked door, I heard heavy footsteps down the hallway, and they were coming closer.“Where’s the Alpha’s mate and kid?” a heavy voice demanded,
Cassie.It didn’t take any longer for me to realize the intruders were rogues, horrible and viscous ones for that matter.As they dragged me with Cam in my arms through the wreckage that was now our pack estate, I tried to pull back, digging in my heels—anything to slow them down, to escape from their iron grip. “Let go of me!” I shouted, making my words as sharp as I could, desperation clawing out of my throat. “You have the wrong person, I’m not the Alpha’s mate!” The leader, who in better lighting I found had a scar tracing his jaw, sneered and slapped me, his hand coming down hard and fast. My head snapped to the side, pain spreading across my cheek in hot, blinding waves. I could feel the sting right down to my bones, my skin throbbing under the weight of his hand. I clutched the side of my face with one hand, the ache forcing tears into my eyes, my strength spiraling downward with each step they forced me to take. "Shut your mouth," he growled, his voice low, menacing, “Y
Cassie.The silence stretched painfully as Axel drove back to the pack estate, Cam’s cold, fragile body nestled in my arms. His once-warm little face, now pale and empty, lay still against my shoulder. It felt as though my heart had been torn from my chest, replaced by an aching void that grew with each passing tree. I swallowed back the sobs clawing at my throat, gripping my baby tighter as if I could somehow bring him back as if warmth would seep into his skin, induce life back into his tiny form. But it was futile. Deep down, I knew that.Axel didn’t bother saying anything, he didn’t even look over at me, or Cam. He hadn’t looked at Cam’s lifeless face since the moment he came to the cold warehouse, and I hated him greatly for that, but I held back from saying anything.It wasn’t until we arrived at the pack estate, and I stepped into the pack house that every ounce of restraint shattered. My knees weakened, and a raw scream burst from my chest, filling the room with a sound I d
Axel. The pub was quiet enough to hear my pulse pound in my ears. Warren and my cousin, Jake, sat across from me, drinking, but I felt no pull toward the bottle in front of me tonight. I’d come here to forget, but not even Jake’s best whiskey couldn’t blunt the fury boiling inside me. My mind circled back to the rogues. I’d torn through them without a second thought. I’d made it quick, but now? Now, I regretted it. They’d deserved so much worse. If I’d known my son was dead, I’d have made them beg to die. They would’ve paid with blood, their last breaths spent pleading for mercy I would never give. A shift from across the table caught my attention. Jake cleared his throat, darting a glance at Warren. “You know, I… feel bad for her,” he said, a little hesitant but loud enough to break through the silence, “Cassie, I mean. Little Cam… died in her arms.” Warren nudged Jake hard, his glare sharp, a warning without words. His eyes met mine briefly, then flicked back to Jake, urging h
Cassie.I hadn’t expected Cy’s voice not now or ever. I was convinced I’d never hear her voice, and I made peace with it, telling myself I was okay knowing she was with me regardless.“You can speak?” I asked, eyes wide.“Yes. I can,” came her simple response.I was speechless, my fingers brushing against the small bag that held my things.“Since when?” I managed, my voice trembling a little in fear and more in shock.“Since forever,” she replied with a strange calm, “But the stress from the pack put a strain on you and made it difficult for us to communicate,” she paused for a moment before adding;“But now that you’re free, communication will be easy, or at least I hope so. We’re still too weak you know.”For a moment, a shaky, uncertain joy flickered in my chest. I wanted to know more, why things had always felt so muted and stifled. “I have so much I want to ask you, Cy. So much—”“Not now,” Her tone became sharper, urgent. “I don’t know what’s happening but I sense scout wolves
Cassie.I sucked in a breath, holding onto it as we neared the car parked in front of Violet’s building. My heartbeat quickened at the sight of Axel coming out of this car to lean casually against his sleek vehicle, his piercing gaze fixed on me. I avoided looking at him, pretending his presence wasn’t suffocating me. Violet glanced at me with a mix of worry and confusion.“Do you want me to stay outside with you?” Violet asked softly, her voice filled with concern.I shook my head, my voice calm despite the storm brewing within me. “I’m fine.”Axel straightened as I approached, his presence looming larger than life, but I kept walking, my pace steady, my resolve unwavering. I brushed past him without so much as a glance, heading straight into the building with Violet trailing behind me.The silence was deafening until Violet broke it, her voice hushed but incredulous. “You just walked past him?”We started up the stairs to her apartment, and I shrugged, forcing a nonchalant tone.
Cassie.When my eyes fluttered open, the weight of everything that had been gnawing at me earlier seemed to fade into the background, if only for a moment. Even the faint beeping sound I’d heard before drifting off now felt like a distant memory. My body felt heavy, as though sleep had wrapped around me like a cocoon, unwilling to let go. I didn’t want to let go.“You’re up,” Violet’s voice broke through my haze, drawing my attention to where she stood by the bed, balancing two plates in her hands. The smell of pasta and tomato sauce wafted toward me, making my stomach grumble in response.“You’re back,” I murmured, rubbing my eyes and sitting up.“And I’ve finished cooking, too,” she said proudly, setting the steaming plates down on the bed between us. The sight alone was enough to stir my appetite. I quickly realized it was so because I hadn’t had anything to eat since I woke up.Violet plopped down beside me and tilted her head. “Didn’t you sleep last night? I came in and found y
Cassie.Violet’s apartment was small—smaller than I had imagined, even though she’d warned me beforehand. But I didn’t mind. The place felt like an extension of her, every inch reflecting the vibrant and chaotic personality I’d come to know in the short time we’d spent together.The walls were covered in an odd but strangely fitting combination of posters—bold feminist slogans, vintage werewolf pack history prints, and even a few cheesy romance movie posters. I couldn’t help but smile at the mismatched aesthetic. The scent of citrus air freshener filled the air, blending with the faint aroma of instant coffee, as though the apartment itself was used to early morning cramming sessions and late-night breakdowns.My gaze landed on the closet, which took up an absurd amount of space compared to the tiny bed pushed up against the wall. Clothes spilled out in every direction, some folded neatly, others tossed haphazardly like she’d rushed out in a hurry. Fairy lights dangled across the wal
Cassie.I crouched in the parking lot, my knees pressing against the cold concrete as heavy tears flowed freely down my face. I watched Axel’s car disappear from sight, my chest tightening with every second he drove further away. It felt like the air had been sucked from my lungs, leaving behind an unbearable weight that I couldn’t shake. What kind of crime had I committed in my past life to deserve this? To be treated so unfairly, like I was some pawn in Axel’s never-ending game of control.Nothing had ever worked out the way I wanted—not my freedom, not my life, not even my own heart. And now, here I was again, stuck in the same cycle of disappointment and longing. I bit down on my lip, holding back a sob that threatened to spill out. The thought of returning to the apartment, packing my things, and leaving crossed my mind. Leaving—for good this time. But deep down, I knew it wasn’t that simple.If I left, I’d be a rogue again. Vulnerable. Alone. And no matter how far I tried to
Axel.“Axel?” Cassie’s voice cut through the air, laced with confusion as she rose from her chair, her wide eyes locked onto mine. “What are you doing here?”I narrowed my gaze at her, ignoring the curious stares of the other students lingering nearby. “Can’t I be here?” I asked, my voice even, though my patience was already wearing thin. My eyes shifted briefly to the man standing beside her. Pierson. Again. He stood with an air of ease that I didn’t like. Not one bit.Cassie tilted her head to the side, her brows furrowing. “No, I mean… I thought you left,” she said, her voice softer now.I shook my head, keeping my gaze firmly on the man.“I didn’t.” “I am rather concerned by your presence here, seeing that this building should only be accessible to only students and lecturers,” Pierson said, his lips curving into a polite, albeit smug, smile.Cassie’s eyes widened in alarm, as if she feared what I might say next. She should.“Well,” I began, my tone calm yet firm, “if I’m pa
Cassie.“Your idea of the wolf being a rogue is not a bad one. We usually leave out schools when searching for rogues because, while it’s not uncommon for them to be there, they mostly can’t thrive in places like that, so we ruled them out.” Axel’s voice was steady, his eyes fixed on the road ahead, both hands on the steering wheel, as he drove.I stared out the window, processing his words. “You leave out searching schools because you don’t think they’d ever find themselves there, but now you think they might be hiding in schools?” I asked, a trace of disbelief in my voice. The mere possibility felt surreal.Axel nodded slightly, the grip on the steering wheel tightening just a little. “Not just schools though. Lately, rogues have gone into hiding, and if your theory is right, then they’re likely scattered across schools in the country, blending in where we least expect them.”I turned to him, eyebrows raised. “And you got to that conclusion from a little speculation?”He scoffed,
Cassie.Lying on my bed, staring at the ceiling, I couldn’t shake the thoughts that circled in my head. Axel’s sudden insistence on training for me was unsettling. At first, I thought it was just another way for him to assert his control, a way to keep me in check now that I had grown a sharp tongue when it came to him. But something about the way he said it, the way his expression shifted to something far more serious, made me think otherwise.“…dangers that are coming,” he had said. I wanted to ask him what ge meant by that, but our conversation had been cut short when Warren showed up at the apartment, his face tight with urgency as he asked to speak with Axel in private. I hadn’t thought much of it at first because Warren always had something to say, given he was Axel’s Beta, he was constantly lurking around with pack matters. But as they were leaving the apartment, I heard them. Two words, barely audible, but they made my stomach churn. ‘Truman spell’ and ‘wolf.’That was al
Cassie.It was my turn to stop walking and look at Violet.My mouth hung open as I stared at her back, my heart pounding in my chest. The words she had just spoken echoed in my ears, making me feel lightheaded. Violet stopped walking and turned around, her face breaking into a wide grin before she burst into laughter.Despite living as a rogue for three years, I had never accepted that way of life. The things they had done to me, to my son… those wounds could never heal. So that was why hearing Violet ask such a question, added with the fact that she was Selena’s sister, made me think that truly, she had an ulterior motive for approaching me.“I’m kidding,” she said between fits of laughter, placing a hand over her lips as if to stifle the sound. “You should’ve seen your face.”I forced a weak smile, though my stomach churned with unease. “You scared me for a second.”Violet shook her head, her eyes twinkling with amusement. “Why? Do you have a thing against rogues?”I hesitated, the
Cassie.As lectures went on, I couldn’t shake the unease that settled deep in my chest. The conversation I overheard earlier about thr massive dog-like creature lingering near the school premises gnawed at the back of my mind. I kept telling myself it was probably nothing, because humans liked to exaggerate, and I hadn’t heard anyone else mention it. Maybe it was just a stray someone mistook for something bigger. But still… something didn’t sit right with me.I had tried to focus on my lectures, jotting down notes mechanically but my thoughts remained elsewhere.Cy was just as restless, pacing at the edges of my consciousness with a low growl as though she could do something about the situation.“It’s probably nothing, right?” I asked her.“We shouldn’t ignore it,” she responded. “You know as well as I do that humans don’t just see things like that.” I nodded. She had a point.When the bell rang, signaling the end of the lecture, I gathered my things and stepped out into the crowded