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"Are you hearing yourself, James?" Cassandra spat, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and disbelief. "Who in the world can manipulate a mate bond? A bond that is a sacred gift from the Moon Goddess herself?"Her bloodied fingers dug into the cold stone floor as she forced herself upright despite the searing pain in her body. "Do you expect me to believe that someone—anyone—could just tamper with something so divine? That they could force you into heat, make you mark her, make you..." Her voice wavered, but she pushed through, "...make you turn on me like I was nothing?"James swallowed hard, his expression unreadable. "I know how impossible it sounds," he admitted, his voice low. "But Cassy... I felt it. I felt the pull, but it wasn’t natural. It was—wrong."Cassandra let out a hollow laugh, shaking her head. "And yet, you still let it happen," she whispered. "You still let it destroy me.""It wasn't something I could control, Cassy!" James burst out, his voice raw with frustratio
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"Are you hearing yourself, James?" Cassandra spat, her voice trembling with a mix of anger and disbelief. "Who in the world can manipulate a mate bond? A bond that is a sacred gift from the Moon Goddess herself?"Her bloodied fingers dug into the cold stone floor as she forced herself upright despite the searing pain in her body. "Do you expect me to believe that someone—anyone—could just tamper with something so divine? That they could force you into heat, make you mark her, make you..." Her voice wavered, but she pushed through, "...make you turn on me like I was nothing?"James swallowed hard, his expression unreadable. "I know how impossible it sounds," he admitted, his voice low. "But Cassy... I felt it. I felt the pull, but it wasn’t natural. It was—wrong."Cassandra let out a hollow laugh, shaking her head. "And yet, you still let it happen," she whispered. "You still let it destroy me.""It wasn't something I could control, Cassy!" James burst out, his voice raw with frustratio
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Cassandra had no sense of time—no way of knowing how long she had been lost in the abyss of unconsciousness. But a faint, almost tender sensation pulled her back, a gentle caress against her bruised and bloodied face.Her body remained heavy, drained by the wolfsbane still coursing through her veins, but she forced her eyes to flutter open. The world around her was hazy, blurred by pain and exhaustion. And then, through the dim light, she saw them—those familiar eyes, the same ones she had loved for so many years.For a moment, she forgot the pain, the torment, the betrayal. All she could do was stare, her breath hitching in disbelief.The moment she registered his touch, a surge of anger and instinctual fear coursed through her. With the little strength she had left, she smacked his hand away and desperately scooted back, pressing herself against the cold, unforgiving wall as if it could shield her from him.Her bloodied lips parted, her voice rough but sharp as a blade. "What are you
