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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
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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
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Cassie.My breath hitched as I leaned toward the rolled-down window, squinting through the dim light of the car’s interior to see who was inside.And then my eyes widened in shock.“Jake?” I whispered, barely able to form the word.His expression was unreadable, but I felt the intensity of his gaze. It took me a second to remember how to breathe, and when I did, it was shallow and panicked. I’d been caught.“I—” My voice cracked, and the bags slipped from my hands, heavy and useless against my side.Jake rolled his eyes, his face twisting with impatience, “Get in, Cassie.”I didn’t move, my legs feeling as if they’d been glued to the ground. I’d never said more than a greeting to Jake in my entire life. We weren’t friends, and I assumed he was like the rest of the pack members who didn’t like me.“I can’t,” I mumbled, shifting backward, with my heartbeat hammering louder than my own thoughts. Jake raised an eyebrow.“I’m trying to help you,” he said, his voice a low, hurried whisper.
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Cassie.Three Years Later“Cassie! The party of four just left. Go, go, go!” my manager, Eric, a kind middle-aged human with freckles and red hair, called after me, pointing towards the empty table with left-over food and some empty plates on it. I nodded and grabbed my cleaning spray and napkins, moving towards the table in question, swiftly.Three years had passed since I made the bold decision to leave Red Hollow Pack, but the memories of that day still clung to me, so vivid in my mind as though it happened yesterday.When morning came after the traumatic day, I had wasted no time in taking Jake’s advice. I took every back road and hitched rides with strangers until I reached the next state, all because I didn’t want the scouts to find me. The whole journey, I was fueled by one thing: survival. But survival hadn’t been easy.At first, I holed up in a motel, still rich with the money I’d stolen. But on my third night there, two humans crept into my room while I was sleeping, demand
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Cassie.I felt a jolt run through me as I stumbled backward, blinking to clear my vision. The man I’d just bumped into stood before me, gazing down with striking blue eyes that seemed to pierce right through me. His blond hair was perfectly slicked back, though two rogue strands had slipped loose, hanging over his forehead effortlessly carelessly. I stared, momentarily frozen, my mind too sluggish to process what was happening. I opened my mouth to speak, to stammer out an apology, but the words died. It wasn’t just the man’s intense gaze; it was also the unmistakable aura rolling off him. He was an Alpha. Cy, stirred, cautious but curious.The man tilted his head slightly, a strange intensity in his gaze like he was looking straight into me. I swallowed, forcing myself to snap out of it and remember where I was—and who I was. If this man was an Alpha, there was no way I could risk him figuring out I was a rogue.“Are you all right?” he asked, his voice deep and calm, though a hi
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Cassie.Mate?The word reverberated through me, filling every inch of my being with a feeling I couldn’t even name. My pulse raced as my gaze locked with Axel’s, and the world seemed to shrink, narrowing down to just the two of us. No. This had to be a mistake.I had left him. I had run, stolen his money, and sworn never to see, and forgive him. I had tried so hard to escape everything he’d put me through, the pain, the betrayal—and now, here he was, standing right in front of me… as my mate?I stumbled back, a cold chill running through me, but Axel’s hand darted out, gripping my arm before I could pull away. The familiar, unyielding strength in his grip twisted my stomach. He pulled me closer, and his scent—earthy, woodsy, with a hint of pine—filled my lungs, stirring something buried deep inside me, something I didn’t want to acknowledge.I swallowed hard, forcing myself to look up at him. Axel had changed, and yet he hadn’t. He looked older, somehow sharper, with a thin line of
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Cassie.“Over my dead body,” I hissed, my voice shaking but unyielding as I stared up at Axel.For a split second, a flicker of surprise crossed his face, but it vanished as quickly as it had appeared, replaced by a hard, unreadable expression. This was Axel—the alpha who had once held my world together, then shattered it beyond repair. I’d be lying if I said I hadn’t imagined this moment a thousand times, meeting Axel. What I’d say to him, what he’d say to me. But never in my wildest dreams had I thought we’d meet like this: outside my workplace, him in a black crisp, three-piece suit, looking as if he hadn’t lost a single night of sleep in the years since I’d left. And worst of all, as my mate.He studied me, those storm-gray eyes piercing through me like he could strip away every wall I’d built to protect myself since I left the Red Hollow pack. I wanted to flinch, to look away, but I held my ground.“You don’t belong here, Cassie,” he said finally, his voice low but firm. “You’r
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