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 cried harder as the punches landed on my ribs, my back, my shoulders—every part of me that could be reached. Even though they were human, their blows hurt. Maybe it was the sheer number of them or the fact that I hadn’t seen it coming, but I couldn’t stop the tears from streaming down my face as I lay there.The floor beneath me felt cold, but the burning pain coursing through my ribs, arms, and face distracted me from everything else. My vision blurred with tears as I curled into myself, trying to shield my head from their attacks.Why me? What had I done to deserve this?Cy was quiet in the back of my mind, an unusual stillness from her, because usually when something like this happened, she’d try to comfort me with soft words, but there was nothing. I knew, deep down, that her reason for remaining quiet had to do with the fact that we were dealing with humans, but it still hurt nonetheless. Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, a loud, heavy bang echoed through
Cassie.I walked into school with my head held high, determined to carve out a life of my own. It was the first day of college which was supposed to be the start of something new—a fresh beginning, far from the life I lived in the past, away from Axel's dominating presence, the events of this morning long forgotten.The smell of humans hit me before I even stepped inside the large lecture room.Their scents were layered-sweet, earthy, musky-but underneath it all, there was something familiar. A faint trace of wolf lingered in the air, subtle but undeniable.It didn't surprise me because Truman Spell College had a mix of humans and werewolves, though most humans were blissfully unaware of the supernatural world they lived alongside.I found an empty seat toward the middle of the class and settled in. No one paid me any attention. Students chatted in small clusters, laughing and exchanging stories as if they'd known each other forever, while I sat alone, invisible.It stung more than I
Cassie.The morning sun peeked through my closed curtains, its warmth spilling across my face, stirring me awake. For once, I hadn’t been pulled from sleep by restless dreams or an overwhelming sense of dread. Today felt different—like a chance at freedom, however temporary.I forced myself out of bed before Mirabel arrived, determined to avoid any lingering thoughts about Axel or his suffocating rules. College was going to be a fresh start, a world far removed from pack politics and possessive Alphas no matter how much he tried to control everything.After a quick bowl of cereal, I took a long shower, letting the hot water relax my tense muscles. As steam fogged up the bathroom mirror, I stared at my reflection. My freshly done knotless braids framed my face perfectly, with loose curls softening the look. The stylist had outdone herself, and I felt more like myself than I had in ages.I carefully twisted the braids into a neat bun, leaving a few stray curls free on purpose. After ap
Cassie.The massive scowl on my face deepened as I left the house, still fuming over Axel’s ridiculous decision. How did he expect me to commute to and from school every day like I was some child who couldn’t be trusted? This arrangement would keep me tethered to the pack, to him, in ways I couldn’t escape. And with the way i was beginning to feel about him, space was what I needed, not a suffocating proximity.“Just do as he says for now,” Cy urged softly.I scoffed. Of course she’d say that. “Sometimes I can’t tell whose side you’re on. You’re everywhere.”Her voice remained calm despite my irritation. “We’re bound together, Cassie. My loyalty is yours… but he’s our mate. There’s not much I can do about that. I bet his wolf is just the same.”I sighed in frustration, opening Warren’s car door with more force than necessary and sliding into the passenger seat. He raised an eyebrow at me.“Tell me you’re not about to complain,” he muttered as he started the car.I shot him a sharp lo
Cassie.The next few days passed in a blur, leaving me with little time to dwell on my tangled thoughts about Axel. Between preparing for school, buying supplies, and enduring Warren’s reluctant company, my mind stayed occupied enough to push aside the confusing emotions lingering from our last encounter.Axel had insisted I use his card for my school shopping, a gesture that felt more like control than generosity. Worse, he’d assigned Warren to accompany me, saying I’d spent “enough time with Jake.” I’d refused at first but didn’t bother arguing. Warren clearly wasn’t thrilled about the arrangement either. His perpetual scowl and curt responses made it clear he was only there because Axel ordered him to be.The first shopping trip was unbearable — awkward silence stretching between us as we wandered from one store to another. I made a point to ignore his grumbling whenever I lingered too long over something or browsed through items that weren’t on my list. He wasn’t my friend, just
Cassie.“I wasn’t trying to run away,” I said firmly, holding Axel’s piercing gaze. “I just needed some space out of the pack because apparently, I’m still a stain in your life.” My voice trembled despite my best efforts. “So, I went to the park for a change of scenery and…”“And what?” He asked, all his attention on me, which made me uneasy.“I— I met Damon there.”Axel stiffened, his entire body locking in place. His eyes darkened, flashing with barely restrained rage. His jaw clenched so tightly I thought I heard his teeth grind.“You did what?” His voice was cracked, and his head tilted to the side with one brow raised.“I met Damon there. Well, I was lying down and he came to me,” I explained.“What did he do? Did he touch you?” His voice came out low, lethal, vibrating with the force of suppressed fury. His broad chest rose and fell rapidly, muscles coiled like a predator on the brink of attacking.I quickly shook my head. “No, he didn’t… but he told me not to brag about being
Cassie.My heart pounded in my chest like a drum in a frantic rhythm, each beat echoing in my ears. Jake’s panicked tone still played in my mind, making me wonder if he already knew I was being followed. Every second I spent just standing there felt heavier, weighed down by the growing tension in the air. My eyes darted around the street, but never reached the car parked behind meThen, from up ahead, a sleek, black car glided smoothly toward me, its dark windows concealing whoever was inside. My breath hitched, and I tensed, ready to run—until Cy stirred restlessly inside me.“It’s him,” she whispered in awe.Confusion clouded my mind for a moment until a familiar, overwhelming scent of cedar and mint hit me, grounding me in place. Axel.The car came to a sharp stop just a few feet away, and the driver’s door flung open with force. My wide eyes met his fierce, determined gaze as Axel stepped out, his stride purposeful and commanding. The air around him crackled with barely restraine
Axel.“Alpha Axel, are you certain you won’t remain for the private meeting? Alpha Victor would like for you to stay,” Victor’s beta said, stepping into my path like he owned the damn runway.I stopped mid-stride, fixing him with a sharp glare. He was a wiry man with platinum-blond hair slicked back like he was trying too hard. His thin-rimmed glasses perched on the edge of his sharp nose, making him look more like a sniveling accountant than a beta.I’d never bothered to learn his name. Never needed to. He was insignificant, like most of the council’s lackeys. But something about his smug expression always rubbed me the wrong way.“I don’t care for a private meeting,” I said coldly. “We’re all part of the council. If everyone isn’t present, I’ll assume it’s nothing important. Tell your Alpha I said that.”His mouth twitched, but he didn’t push further, only nodding stiffly before turning away. Good. He knew better than to challenge me.I headed toward my private jet, eager to leave t
Cassie.My heart pounded in my chest, my breath coming out in ragged gasps as I stared up at the figure standing before me. The moment I saw him, I froze, every muscle locking into place. It couldn’t be—yet there he was, dressed in all black, just like the last time I’d seen him. The Alpha who tried to end my life.Damon.My pulse quickened, and before I could think, a shrill shriek escaped my lips as I jumped to my feet, instinctively backing away. He hadn’t changed, that much was clear. The same cold eyes, the same terrifying presence.“What are you doing here? How did you find me?” I demanded, my voice trembling with fear that I couldn’t hide.Damon studied me for a long moment, his dark eyes glinting with amusement. Then, to my horror, he let out a low, menacing laugh.“You’re not a rogue anymore, are you?” he asked, his voice laced with mock curiosity.I licked my lips, my mind spinning. Was this some sort of game for him? I couldn’t help but wonder how much he knew about me now.