Cassandra Keller lived in a small pack and ran a small clinic with her friend. When the hunting festival came, she had nothing to expect. Because she didn't have a wolf soul. She lost her wolf five years ago in the calamity. That morning, she was called by the Alpha for an emergency. She went there in no time only to find the patient to be the son of their Alpha King. Not only was he the Alpha King, but also her mate. And her nightmare.
View MoreCASSANDRAThe morning after my conversation with Spike, I was too excited to sleep in, and awoke far before the sun had even breached the horizon. I sat straight up in bed and stretched my arms high above me, relishing in the sweet release as my muscles eased. I let out a soft sigh and a smile crawled on my lips.Asher was set to return in the afternoon. Though it had only been a few days, it had felt like an eternity since I’d seen the Alpha King. I yearned for the scent of his cologne as well as the feeling of his lips against mine. I longed for the warmth of his skin and the way his gray eyes softened when they met mine.It was crazy to think back to when we’d first met in Wild Crawler. That Asher had a steely gaze that made me uncomfortable and cold, but this new Asher, the Asher I knew in the past… he was someone else entirely.I quietly padded over to the bathroom and gently closed the door behind me to keep from waking up Finnick. I approached the sink and splashed my face with
ASHERSilence hung like a heavy veil in the room as I awaited an answer from the group. Lancel’s expression remained stoic and composed, meanwhile, Adalyn’s normally richly tanned skin had paled considerably. She bit her lower lip and slightly smeared the red lipstick that covered it.Agitation rose within me and with each passing second, my patience thinned.I was the Alpha King of Wegalla.Why was no one respecting my demand?Finally, Adalyn cleared her throat and her piercing golden eyes met mine.“It was my doing,” she admitted, and her voice wavered slightly as she spoke. “After he was injured by the fallen tree in the woods, Marco cried out for you. He begged and demanded to see his father and refused medical attention unless you were there. Don’t blame Lancel. I all but forced him to bring us here. I know it’s improper to interrupt the Alpha King when he’s on official business, but I didn’t know what else to do-”“It’s completely improper,” I interrupted her sternly.“Daddy, do
ASHERMuch to our shock and concern, Ector Felix’s condition worsened upon reaching the military base.It had been a difficult journey back to the compound. Ector had been reluctant to leave his home, so a mild sedative had to be administered to transport him.Upon arrival, Silas and I carried him inside, where a host of military personnel were awaiting our return. A gurney was procured immediately, and the Beta and I carefully set him on the cart.I was grateful that no one seemed to question the identity of the poor, frail man that the Alpha King and Beta had brought into the facility. It was one of the perks of being the ruler of Wegalla- discretion was the name of the game. I couldn’t be questioned by anyone, no matter their rank, for fear of punishment. Of course, I wasn’t that type of ruler by any means, but when it came to Ector Felix, I wasn’t going to risk his safety by someone asking questions.The gurney was wheeled into a private room, and once the doors were closed behind
CASSANDRADespite Becky’s best efforts to prove otherwise, worry and concern painted her features, and her reddish-brown eyes were slightly glazed over as she stared at the floor. Though she’d mentioned the importance of sharing the news of the contaminated water with Marley, I had the distinct feeling that there was something more happening, something she wasn’t sharing. It wasn’t like my assistant to lie, but I knew her well enough to know something was amiss.As she began to fidget nervously and mess with the sleeve of her soft blue sweater, I gently placed my hand on her shoulder and offered her an empathetic expression.“Becky, what’s going on?” I asked her quietly. “You look distressed.”My assistant raised her eyes and the moment she met my gaze, her porcelain skin flushed scarlet and she pushed her glasses up.“Just ignore what I said,” she urged me, and she shook her head and forced a smile. “You’re right Cassandra. We should just wait for the Alpha King to return before we s
CASSANDRAMy head spun as I walked, and with every step I took toward Keller’s, memories of my conversation with Spike faded into obscurity. How I exited the dungeon eluded me and I felt as if someone else was controlling my movements. This strange sensation of possession wasn’t something I was used to, but with how much turmoil plagued my thoughts, it made sense that I was feeling out of sorts.I was restless and my mind was agitated from the pressure of it all.Mind control, talismans, Emmett… there was so much to consider and I didn’t know how to make sense of it. I wished that Asher was here to help me sort it all out, but with him being gone on some unknown errand, I was alone in the matter.Spike had no reason to deceive me, did he?Though he was an imposter and not necessarily a great man, what would he have to gain by lying to me?There was only one plausible answer to the question that haunted me- Emmett had intervened to suppress my ability to shift.But why?Despite the war
CASSANDRA“A strong catalyst?” I wondered, and as my brow furrowed, I took a step closer toward Spike’s cell. What do you mean by that?”Spike took a long deep breath and ran his hand through his dark brown hair. His equally dark eyes stared down at the ground for a moment and then he spoke.“Look, it was nothing more than a mere story that was popular among the members of Dark Abyss,” he said dismissively, and then he waved his hand in the air as if to further his point. “It’s nothing, really. I was just supposing.”When he didn’t say more, frustration swelled within me, along with curiosity.What did he mean, and why was he being so vague with it?I began to wonder if coming here was a mistake and debated turning around and heading back to the clinic. I had gotten my answers and needed to get back to work before patients arrived for healing. We were understaffed anyway, so it would make sense for me to throw in the towel and leave Spike to keep working on the cure to the poison.But
CASSANDRAThough I wanted to immediately go straight to the dungeon, I suddenly remembered Spike’s request for an alcoholic beverage and the approval I’d given to Lancel in Asher’s absence.The last time I’d spoken to Lancel, he’d told me what kind of liquor the imposter preferred, so I decided there was no time like the present. Spike would likely be more willing to speak with me if I sweetened the deal.So, I left the palace and went to Anemond’s market in an attempt to hunt it down.The market was far more bustling than I’d expected at such an early hour. As an array of smells and conversations filled the air around me, I wove through the crowds of people and peered around at the shops.Spike’s request was a strange one- it was an orange and cinnamon liquor that apparently had exotic spices and herbs in it that weren’t present in many other drinks.I had to travel to three separate shops in the market before I managed to locate it on a shelf in the back. The bottle was tall and ski
CASSANDRAAfter spotting the mysterious dark figure outside, I meticulously inspected the entire lab. I searched high and low and examined every surface to make sure that nothing had been stolen or removed by an unknown intruder.But much to my confusion, nothing was amiss.My heart still raced in my chest from being startled, so I stood there for a second and forced myself to breathe deeply. As the cold air flooded my lungs, I found myself finally growing calmer. Perhaps this was merely a delusion, a residual effect from the unsettling dream. Clearly, I was still frightened and at least half-asleep when I glanced out the window. Seeing shadows out of the corner of your eye at night wasn’t out of the ordinary. It happened to just about anyone.When I settled down, I turned on a lamp, and as its warm, calming light filled the room, I pulled up my favorite chair and picked up Becky’s report. I sunk into the chair and allowed the soft fabric to comfort me before diving into the report.B
CASSANDRAThat night, I had a terrible dream.It wasn’t the first time I’d dreamt about Emmett since his death, but this one was peculiar, to say the least.In the dream, Emmett wore a long black robe with a good that mostly obscured his handsome face, though I could still see the familiar glow of his blue-green eyes. They were a strange shade, a rich teal blue with a ring of emerald around them, and in the dream, they were so bright, that it was as if they were lit from within.We lingered outside the forest, and it seemed as if he were about to embark on a journey. As he breached the line of trees, I stood there for a moment and then decided to follow discreetly behind.I followed the trail of his cloak and shadowed him closely, so much that I could smell the familiar warmth of his cologne. All around me, the trees loomed above, so far into the sky that I could hardly see anything else. The immense forest seemed endless, and as I peered around us, a strange, anxious feeling crashed
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