Cassandra’s point of view: “I don’t like this… the moment Alpha Dalton told me that we’d be following this witch’s directions; I wasn’t ready at all but…” Alpha Maddox complained. “I don’t like it one bit.”“Neither do I, Alpha Maddox.” Alpha Eric whispered, agreeing with the old man. “But what are we supposed to do? She may not be one of our kind, but she has always helped Alpha Blaze.”Shoving his hands into his pockets, Alpha Eric added with a resolute shrug, “As long as she doesn’t betray us, I guess we’d be alright.”Everyone could hear them talking… even Patricia but she didn’t seem like she gave a fuck about their opinions.I pursed my lips at the two Alphas and looked at Dalton. ‘Don’t you think we made a mistake asking Alpha Maddox to come along with us?’‘He can be a bit orthodox but –’‘A bit…?’ I arched an eyebrow at my mate.‘Okay, I’ll be honest… he’s the most orthodox Alpha I’ve ever known but he’s also one of the most experienced one among us. And I had to inform him
Cassandra’s point of view: Dalton saw red and impulsively dashed across to punch Levi in the face but Levi raised his hand and with one flick of his finger, Dalton was sent soaring back in the air.He landed flat on his back, his head brutally hitting the ground, knocking him out cold. A pool of blood soon formed around his upper body.Levi must have used an incantation on Dalton.Seeing this, I felt a burst of negative energy but instead of acting on my own; I clenched my hands and gritted my teeth together to hold still.Dalton would be alright. I could still feel our mate bond. But, the mere thought that he was left stranded over there on the ground, took everything in me not to run to his help.Hecate and Levi’s eyes were fixed on me. I knew better than to let myself get distracted by them at this point. They played with us for ten years but I won’t let them play with us anymore. They might find it amusing to see true mates being apart but I’d show them what an enraged mate could
Cassandra’s point of view: “Cassandra, daughter of Beta Andrew from the Midnight pack, do you take Marcus, Beta of the Crescent Moon pack to be your mate, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and health, to love and to cherish, until parted by death?” Levi, the leader of the Moon Howlers started, beginning the mating ceremony. It was a moment of glee for the Crescent Moon pack members. But, it was a moment I dreaded with unsettling fear. I was not ready to accept this arranged bond with a stranger. My chest grew tight. I could feel my chest moving up and down, but I couldn’t feel the air in my lungs, as if I was about to pass out. My chest was beginning to hurt. The moon was imminent, in glowing contrast against the still blackness of the sky. It was bare, bathing everything underneath in a silver light, caressing my skin softly, whispering in my heart that I would be okay, that everything would be okay. Yet, I had
Cassandra’s point of view: My legs crumbled beneath me but I held myself up by gripping the wall closest to me before I could drop to the ground. Ignoring the way my heart tightened, I faced Marcus and gritted out, “You are disgusting!” The infuriating smirk on his face disappeared. “What did you say to me?” “I said you are disgusting.” I repeated, my voice sounding more firm, loud and clear. Still, the lump that had formed in my throat overpowered me. Not even a second had passed before my throat constricted and unshed tears stung my eyes. Pissed off, Marcus stormed at me. All I saw was his blurry figure rushing towards me. I tried to move back when he stepped into my personal space but he seized the sides of my waist and pulled me against him. I pushed against his chest and slapped his arms to break free but he grabbed my wrists in a tight grip. His arm around my waist felt like a vicious snake wrapping itself around me. I refused to cry yet, a treacherous tear slipped out
Cassandra’s point of view: The handsome man looked at me, slightly tilting his head as he did so. Strands of hair gracefully fell onto his face. His cool blue eyes caught mine. His dark, long hair created a veil around his face. I stared at him, shamelessly staring at the sharpness planes of his cheek and jaw, his nose, lips… I felt my heart skipping a beat. “Are you okay?” His voice was deep and rough. But, his voice was somewhat soothing to my ears. The continuous ringing of Marcus’s voice and my cries, the she-wolf, my clothes ripping into shreds, everything gradually reduced to nothing. I unknowingly took a deep breath, breathing him in. His skin had felt like velvet against mine. I had felt the faint pounding of his heartbeat where my head was resting against his chest and had found peace in the steady rise and fall of his chest. “Are you okay?” His voice pulled me out my trance. I couldn’t find my voice to speak. His warm breath tickled my skin. Breathless, I met his eye
Cassandra’s point of view:I poked my head out of my bedroom door. It sounded as if no one was around.It’s been three days since I’d been here but I’ve never noticed the hallway this deserted.I crept down the hallway which appeared to have stretched further.Was it always this long or was it just my mind playing some tricks on me?For the past few days, I’ve been wandering around, all alone, in the Crescent Moon pack, trying my best to avoid Marcus.But I knew that I wouldn't be able to hide for long. Just the thought of Marcus catching me had my heart racing at an unbelievable speed. I shivered when a tremor traveled up my spine.I glided silently across the pack ground and slipped behind a large bush.My heart missed a beat when I heard footsteps coming nearer. I readied my body to move. I let out a sigh when the person passed by until his footsteps became one with the wind.I stealthily made my way out from behind the bush and dashed down the pathway leading to the pack house.Out
Cassandra’s point of view: Alpha Dalton marched in with his soldiers close behind him. “I approved it.” He firmly repeated, standing right in front of Marcus, facing him. Marcus was both shocked and furious. I quickly stepped away from him when he let go of me. Alpha Dalton raised an eyebrow challengingly as if daring Marcus to say otherwise now that he knew who exactly gave me permission to attend the pack run. Marcus defiantly opened his mouth to refute against the Alpha’s decision. Alpha Dalton held a hand to stop Marcus from talking but the latter still disobeyed him. “How dare you get involved in my business?” Marcus barked at him.Alpha Dalton shut his eyes and pursed his lips, waiting for Marcus to be done yelling before looking at him and replying “- your business?” He arched an inquisitive brow at Marcus. “You are out here causing a scene in front of the pack and you dare ask me this?” Alpha Dalton questioned him, and then clenched his jaw until a muscle ticked in his
Cassandra’s point of view: I watched as he ran a hand into his wet sleek hair. He appeared phenomenal. I literally stopped breathing when his nose twitched. He could sense my presence and smell my scent. Shit! For a moment, I panicked as I realized that I had been shamelessly goggling at him. Still, before he could come seek me out, I stepped out of the bushes. A frown was etched on his forehead once his eyes locked with mine. I smiled at him before mumbling quietly, “Thank you for saving me.” Even though my words sounded indistinctly to my own ears, he heard me. The creases on his forehead vanished, and understanding crossed his face. “I didn’t do that for you. I was just trying to keep my pack in line.” He said grimly, sounding indifferent, almost apathetic. Okay, that hurt! I couldn’t tell why but I was hurt by his words. It didn’t help when Sierra howled in agony from the back of my mind. ‘What’s wrong with us?’ I asked my wolf. ‘I don’t know.’ Sierra replied, shifting