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100: Interrupted Rejection

Author: Baby Kemo
last update publish date: 2026-10-30 23:58:40

~ CASSIAN ~

I barely form the response in my head when Emma rises.

"Our elders, I can attest to that. The mark on Alpha Cassian's neck has been there for weeks. We were just as surprised as you are today." Her eyes drop to her fingers, which she begins to twiddle.

"And you are confirming that the Alpha of Blackthorn was marked by his mate, Cassandra McCarthy, a female who already bears another man's mark?" one of the elders asks, giving me a disappointed look before turning back to Emma, who no
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    ~ CASSANDRA ~If I didn’t know better, I’d say Rhett wants me to go crazy. It’s been hours, at least three, since he left me locked up in this… this fucking prison.I punch a fist into the wooden door, a loud scream ripping past my lungs into the air. Yet no one comes. How long is that bastard really going to leave me? My throat feels sore. The last of my energy drains as I slump to the floor.“Ly…” I gasp, struggling to speak. “Lyra, are you there?” I don’t get an answer, but I can still feel her in my head. With a sigh, I shut my eyes, wetting my parched lips with my tongue.“I’m sorry. Please say something, anything. I know you’re not happy with me and I don’t expect anything to change, but please just… just answer, Lyra,” I say through the mind link.Whether she’s just mad or this is a punishment from her, I don’t know. I just know I deserve it, and it hurts like hell.A small tear rolls down my already tear-streaked face and I sniffle. “Maybe you’re right about Cassian defending

  • Addicted To My Ex-Husband's Enemy; His Curvy Obsession    108: Caged Princess

    CassandraGoodbye tastes like ash. My palms are pressed to the window pane as I watch the gate shrink till it's swallowed whole by trees. My vision is foggy from unshed tears sitting there too long, and I blink and a tear rolls down. I decide it's too painful to watch and I turn away from the window.The silence engulfs me, wrapping me in its cruel embrace, and I let it. Beside me, Rhett hums contentedly, scrolling through his phone, one palm resting possessively on my leg. The same touch that used to send sparks flying in my head makes me nauseous, but I don't dare show it. It's bad enough I feel like crying; that single gesture would either fuel his anger, and only Goddess knows what he'll do, or it'll simply fuel his obsessed ego.Each time his fingers tighten on my knees, my skin crawls. Is this how it's always going to be? Would I always have to deal with Rhett's revolting presence? Lyra still hasn't said anything since the great hall. Her silence feels like more than just a puni

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    ~ CASSIAN ~It's strange how quickly things can change, from having her in my arms yesterday to being stared straight in the eyes and made to feel like I've been nothing more than a fool.I've been trying so fucking hard to get past the fact that it's over between us, that I'm back to my fucking single life without her in it. But it's hard when the sheets are filled with nothing but her scent, memories of our love making and the book she was reading still lies open on the nightstand, abandoned on the page she never got past.Can't even fucking eat or speak to anyone. Every mind link from Beau gets blocked or ignored because the last thing I want is to hear anyone's voice right now.I grab the bottle of tequila from the nightstand and take a long swig straight from it, not even bothering with a glass. It burns all the way down my throat, but it's nothing compared to the fucking ache in my chest.Fuck love.Love is a fucking bitch, and I should have known better than to fall for it agai

  • Addicted To My Ex-Husband's Enemy; His Curvy Obsession    106: I Accept Your Rejection

    ~ THIRD-PERSON POV ~It feels as though the air has been knocked out of Cassian's lungs. His breath catches, and for a terrifying moment, he completely forgets how to breathe. The bond snaps painfully through his chest, his heart hammering louder as panic takes hold.This has to be a dream. A fucking dream he needs to wake up from.What's going on? Why would she say that?They'd walked in here together. Last night had been bliss. They'd made love, held each other close, and fallen asleep together. So what the hell had changed between then and now?The entire great hall blurs around him, the faces and voices fading into an indistinguishable haze as the world he knows begins to crumble around him.The elders around Cassian gasp, their shocked murmurs rippling through the great hall.Luna Emma's hands fly to her mouth as she struggles to hide her smile. She has never liked that fat bitch from Crescent Pack, always seeing Cassandra as nothing more than a gold digger. In her mind, Cassandr

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    ~ CASSANDRA ~I’m still shaking when he rolls us, pulling me on top of him in one smooth motion. My knees sink into the mattress on either side of his hips. His cock, still rock-hard, slick with both of us, stands between us. I reach down, line him up, and sink onto him in one long, controlled drop.The stretch punches a broken moan out of both of us.I plant my hands on his chest and start to move. Slow at first, rolling my hips so he can feel every inch of me sliding up and down his thick cock. My big ass settles heavy against his thighs each time I take him to the core. The wet, filthy sound of it fills the quiet room.His hands fly to my waist, fingers digging in.“Fuck, look at you,” he rasps, eyes locked on where we’re joined. “Taking every inch like a good girl. That perfect fat ass bouncing on my cock… By the goddess, Cassie.”His praise lights me up. I rise higher and drop harder, letting my weight carry me down so he bottoms out with a deep, wet slap. Again. And again. My t

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    ~ CASSANDRA ~My pussy is still throbbing, swollen and hypersensitive from the orgasm he just dragged out of me. Every tiny movement of my thighs sends little aftershocks flickering through my core. I don’t care. I need more of him.I scramble onto my knees between his spread legs, heart hammering. His cock stands thick and heavy in front of my face, flushed dark, veins standing out along the shaft, the head already glistening. I wrap both hands around him, one stacked above the other, and give a slow stroke from base to tip. The skin is scorching hot and silky, the weight of him solid in my palms. I twist my wrists on the upstroke the way I know he likes, thumbing over the slit to smear the bead of precum around the sensitive head.Cassian’s breath punches out of him.“Fuck, baby… look at you,” he rasps, voice already rough. “So eager. Taking my cock in those pretty hands like you were made for it.” His praise sinks straight into me, lighting something hungry and proud under my skin

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