Cassie.“Can we talk?”Axel had just stepped into the apartment, looking exhausted from work. His sharp eyes flicked to mine, assessing, but he gave a small nod. However, before he could say a word, Violet popped out from the kitchen, waving awkwardly. “Welcome home.”Axel stiffened, the briefest flicker of surprise crossing his face before his expression smoothed over. His control over his emotions had always been sharp, but I could tell this was unexpected.“Please don’t be mad at her for bringing me here,” Violet added quickly, her voice lighter than usual. “And I swear I’m not planning anything.”I raised a brow at her words, but Axel didn’t react right away. His gaze flicked between the two of us before he nodded, his expression unreadable.“Let’s go,” he ordered, and I followed him silently, my heart hammering against my chest as we entered his room.The door clicked shut behind us, sealing us inside but the weight in the air had already settled in“The death,” I started, voice
Cassie.“Cassie,” His voice barely reaches me, but I hear it nonetheless.My lips still tingled from the kiss, and my breath was uneven, but before he could say anything, I took a step back, placing a hand over my mouth as though to physically undo what I just did. My heart began pounding in my chest, and I stared at him in pure disbelief. One would think he had been the one who kissed me, but no—it was me.I kissed him.A wave of shame crashed over me, tightening my chest. Why had I done that? Why, after everything? There was no reason for me to kiss him. If anything, he was supposed to be the person I despised the most in this world. Yet, there I stood, struggling to catch my breath, unable to look away from him.“I’m sorry,” I said immediately, my voice barely above a whisper. “I—it was a mistake. Please don’t take it to heart.”A poor attempt to dissolve the tension between us.Axel didn’t respond, not immediately. He just watched me with those piercing eyes, the weight of his ga
Cassie.Violet and I stood in the center of Axel’s study, confusion settling deep in our bones. The air felt thick, the kind of tension that made my stomach coil with unease. especially because we didn’t know why Axel had summoned us.Axel sat behind his massive desk, his expression unreadable. Warren stood beside him, arms crossed over his chest, while Jake sat in front of the desk, his back to us, looking like he’d rather be anywhere but here.I glanced between them, searching for answers, but none of them spoke. My fingers twitched at my sides.“Uh…” I started hesitantly, trying to gauge the situation. My voice felt small in the heavy silence.“Did we get into trouble?” Violet asked, shifting beside me. Her tone was light, but I could hear the slight edge of nervousness beneath it.“Not entirely,” Warren answered, his expression as impassive as ever.Violet let out a dramatic sigh. “Whatever it is, I promise you Cassie made me do it!”My head snapped toward her. “You’re out of your
Cassie.There was no way to know if Jake planned the entire thing, especially as the room remained eerily silent as we all waited for Violet’s response.Jake still had his back to us, stiff and unreadable, making it impossible to gauge his reaction. The tension was thick, suffocating, unnecessary, and as much as I wanted to speak up, I could feel that it wasn’t my decision to make, so I remained silent.“I’ll give the both of you until the end of the day to decide,” Axel finally said, his voice steady, and unreadable, as neither Violet or Jake had spoken up. I thought it was fair, considering everything that had happened between Violet and Jake, but to my surprise, Violet shook her head immediately.“I’ll do it,” she declared, her voice firm, shocking everyone in the room, especially me.My head snapped toward her. My grip tightened around her arm as I pulled her back, lowering my voice to a whisper. “Are you sure? Because I’m pretty sure you co—”“Yeah, I’m sure,” Violet cut in, no
Cassie.The days that followed were filled with preparations for Violet’s initiation party. It wasn’t something grand, but it needed to be loud enough to silence any rumors before they could take root. And now, finally, the day had arrived.I sat on the couch in my apartment, watching Violet as she paced in front of me, her fingers idly twisting the hem of her dress. She hadn’t stopped moving since she woke up this morning, nervous energy practically radiating off her. I couldn’t blame her. This was a big step—one that wasn’t just about joining the pack but also about officially tying herself to Jake.“How do you feel?” I asked, leaning back against the cushions.Violet let out a small breath and turned to me, offering a hesitant smile. “This is basically the equivalent of getting married, so you bet I’m feeling all the jitters.”I laughed, shaking my head. “Oh, you’ll definitely feel the jitters when you actually get married, but I totally get what you mean.”Violet chuckled along wi
Cassie.By evening, the entire event center was packed with people. Nearly every member of the pack had shown up, eager to witness Violet’s initiation. I had expected nothing less—after all, it wasn’t every day that someone was officially welcomed into Red Hollow, let alone in such a grand manner.The last time I’d seen members of the pack all gathered for an event like this was on my wedding day, and then, most had attended with hostility from me, especially those who were promised to him should his mate not show up. It was a horrible day where I was cursed by multiple people, and all I wanted to do was hide.I wanted to hide then, and I wanted to hide now. Knowing full well that my presence wouldn’t be welcomed by most, I had already made up my mind not to stay long. I decided I would watch the initiation, make sure Violet was okay, and leave before anyone had the chance to start trouble. I already knew how Violet felt about Jake, and while I still needed to have a conversation wi
Cassie.“What the hell do you think you’re doing?”Axel’s voice was like a whip through the air, sharp and commanding, making Karen freeze where she stood, with Axel’s piercing gaze locked onto her, she looked like she might crumble under the weight of it.“A-Alpha—” she started, but the words died on her tongue. She must’ve realized that nothing she said would save her now. Not when Axel looked like his patience was hanging by a thread.His grip on her wrist tightened just slightly—enough for her to feel it, enough for her to understand. And then, with a slow and deliberate motion, he twisted her wrist enough to make her whimper. Karen let out a shriek, stumbling back the second Axel let her go, pressing her hand to her chest as if she’d been burned.Axel didn’t spare her another glance. His attention was already on me, his eyes scanning my face, searching for something—injury, fear, maybe even tears. He reached for my hands, taking them in his like he was grounding himself. His warm
Cassie.The night air was crisp, yet the tension between Axel and me burned hotter than fire. We stood there, unmoving, locked in each other’s gaze. My fist remained atop his chest, his hand still curled around mine, neither of us pulling away. The space between us wasn’t even that small, yet I felt trapped—by the intensity in his eyes, by the sparks racing up my arm, by the way my body responded to him without permission.Cy howled inside me, clawing at my insides, her voice laced with desperation. “Accept him, Cassie. End this torture.”My mind spun, overwhelmed by the weight of the moment. I shouldn’t be feeling this much, shouldn’t be reacting this way, yet every fiber of my being screamed for him. And as I stared into Axel’s darkened eyes, I saw it—the same need, the same hunger, a silent promise of something deep, consuming, unforgettable.Heat pooled between my thighs, and I sucked in a sharp breath.Axel moved first. His arms circled my waist, pulling me flush against his fir
Cassie.I took a deep breath as I stood in front of the pack house, my eyes locked onto the massive structure that had once been my home. My fingers curled into fists at my sides, my nails pressing into my palms as if that would steady me.“I’ve been here before. This is nothing,” I whispered to myself, willing my body to relax. But the way my stomach twisted said otherwise.The evening breeze carried the faint scent of baked goods and damp earth, ruffling the braids that framed my face. I swallowed hard, rubbing my clammy hands against my jeans, trying to push away the nerves that had crept in without warning.“You look like you’re a second away from losing your mind.”The voice came from behind me, breaking through my haze of thoughts. I turned sharply, my heart jolting, only to find Jake standing there, his lips curved into an amused smirk.“Nice to know you find this amusing,” I muttered, rolling my eyes as I crossed my arms.“I don’t,” he chuckled, taking a few steps closer. “Kn
Cassie.The ride to school had been suffocating. Axel didn’t say a word to me, didn’t even glance in my direction, like I had done something unforgivable. Was it really that bad? Was it so wrong to want relief from the ache that had consumed me?“Do you know what would be crazy?” Violet’s voice suddenly cut through my thoughts, snapping me back to the present.I blinked at her, my steps slowing as I took in the mischief in her eyes. “What?” I asked, raising a brow.“If after everything, your lecturer friend turns out to be a bad person, it would literally break me.”The words hit like a brick, and I stopped walking altogether, my breath catching.“What?” My voice was sharp as she turned to face me fully. “Did something happen?”Violet hesitated, rubbing her neck before finally looking away. “Not entirely,” she admitted. “But a couple of students were whispering about him yesterday. They said they saw him going toward the tall trees behind the school… the big field.”I felt my stomach
Cassie.I woke up slowly, feeling warm—warmer than I should have. My body felt oddly secure, wrapped in a tight embrace. The steady sound of breathing filled my ears, the slight weight of an arm draped over my waist grounding me before my mind even fully registered where I was.And then it hit me.Axel.I stiffened, my eyes widening as I turned my head slightly. His scent surrounded me—woodsy, rich, completely intoxicating. His bare skin was hot against mine, his arm tightening instinctively when I shifted.He was still asleep, his breathing even, his face relaxed in a way I had never seen before.For a moment, I simply lay there, staring at him, caught in the quiet intimacy of the moment. Axel never looked like this when he was awake—unguarded, peaceful.But I had to move. I shifted my waist, testing out the free space around me, and the moment I did, Axel groaned.I froze, waiting a moment so I don’t wake him, then I shifted again, attempting to slide out from his grip. His arms onl
Cassie.I opened my eyes to the sound of running water filling my ears before I even registered what was happening. The soft splash against the tub was strangely soothing, pulling me from the heavy fog of unconsciousness. And for a second, I just lay there, staring at the ceiling, trying to make sense of where I was.My room.The faint scent of lavender clung to the sheets beneath me, grounding me in the familiar space. But something felt… off. My body ached—more than that, it burned. A dull throbbing coiled around my stomach, tightening the moment I tried to shift my weight. My breath hitched as the memories came rushing back, piecing together everything that had happened before I blacked out.Pain sliced through me, sharp and unrelenting. I gritted my teeth, pushing past it as I forced myself to sit up. My limbs were heavy, unwilling, but I couldn’t just stay here. I was alone. I needed to take care of myself.Slowly, I swung my legs over the side of the bed, my bare feet meeting th
Cassie.I leaned back against the vanity, gripping the edge as Axel’s lips trailed along my neck, his breath hot against my skin. His hands roamed over me, his touch possessive, like he had every right to explore my body. One palm skimmed my waist, sliding upward until it settled over my chest, his fingers curling slightly as if testing my reaction.“I need to take this off,” he murmured against my throat, his voice rough, filled with barely restrained hunger. The heat of his body pressed against mine, and I swore he was made of fire—burning, consuming, unstoppable.God.A shiver ran through me as he tugged roughly at my shirt, his impatience clear. My hands flew to his shoulders, steadying myself as he worked at the fabric like pulling at it alone would make it magically disappear.“Wait, Axel,” I gasped, my fingers trembling against his skin.“Like hell I will,” he growled, his lips never leaving my skin, the deep sound of his voice sending a sharp pulse of heat straight to my core.
Cassie.The classroom was too small for the number of voices rising within it. Seven of us sat around a cluster of desks, a circle that didn’t quite feel complete, but no one seemed to mind. Conversations overlapped, ideas were thrown out and debated, but I was silent, watching the way they all worked together like they had done this before. Like they belonged.I didn’t.I had never spoken to them before yesterday, yet here I was, a part of the planning committee for Jared’s candle walk. I wasn’t sure how it happened. Maybe it was because I had been there when they made the announcement, or maybe someone thought I looked like I cared enough to contribute. The truth was, I didn’t know what I was supposed to do.And so, I said nothing.For most of the meeting, I was there but not really there, nodding along when necessary, taking mental notes I knew I wouldn’t use. The date was still undecided, but they were discussing logistics now—who would handle what, how they would gather candles,
Axel.The meeting room was suffocating. Not from heat or lack of air, but from the sheer tension hanging in the air, thick and unmoving. The long mahogany table stretched across the center of the room, polished to perfection, reflecting the golden glow of the chandelier above. The walls, lined with deep burgundy wallpaper, felt like they were closing in, the heavy drapes blocking out any sign of daylight. A room meant for order, but right now, it held nothing but unspoken resentment and frustration.I leaned back in my chair, my hands gripping the armrests as I let my gaze sweep over the men in the room—alphas from different regions, all with their own domains, their own responsibilities, and yet, none of them seemed willing to lift a damn finger.“I think it’s high time we address the elephant in the room,” I said, my voice calm but firm, the kind that demanded attention.Across the table, Alpha Tristan scoffed, leaning forward with his arms crossed over his broad chest. His golden-b
Cassie.The ride to school was indeed long, longer than it had any right to be.Not because of the distance but because of the thick, suffocating tension that filled the car. No amount of air conditioning could cut through it, and even with the windows cracked open, the weight of unspoken words and unresolved emotions hung between us.Axel said nothing to me. And I said nothing to him.Violet, bless her, made several attempts at conversation. She brought up the weather, schoolwork, and even a random story about one of her neighbors that she clearly hoped would lighten the mood. But it was useless. Axel remained as unreadable as ever, with his signature scowl sitting on his face, and I was too deep in my own thoughts to play along. I wasn’t even sure what was happening between us anymore. I didn’t understand it.Eventually, Violet sighed and gave up, falling into silence as well.When the car finally came to a stop in front of the school gates, I reached for the door handle, ready to b
Cassie.The first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was movement. The subtle shifting of weight, the faint rustling of fabric. My senses sharpened, and my body tensed. For a split second, my heart pounded against my ribs as my half-asleep mind leaped to the worst conclusion—intruders.I sat up in a rush, my gaze darting around the dimly lit room, searching for a shadow lurking in the corners. But all I found was Violet, standing by the mirror, stretching her arms before grabbing her towel.“Good morning to you too,” she said, giving me a knowing look through the mirror’s reflection.I exhaled sharply, running a hand through my hair as I forced my heart to settle. “Good morning,” my voice was barely above a whisper, my hand pressed against my chest as I tried to slow my breathing.“I’m not going to lie, that scared me. The way you woke up, looking around like you expected to see something—or someone—other than me,” Violet said, her eyes wide as she chuckled, shaking her head as sh