Out in the cold, a fitting fate for me. Twice in my life, I’ve been cast out at night. I’m amazed I didn’t immediately beg Matthias. In fact, I wanted to beg Matthias. But after the way he acted, the things he said to me at that party- to not let my attitude and lies corrupt Cassiel while he was gone- and the nerve he had to barge into my room for se-x.
Did he think that after he called me a liar, that I would still sleep with him? Is that how he thought this would go?
Well, not anymore. I think. The cold is messing with my head. I found a small bench and curled up there for the night. Shivering. I should have grabbed my credit card. Then I could have stayed at a hotel.
The next morning, I woke up with a slight pain in my sides. This was a risky move. I put my baby at risk all to prove a point. I sighed, shivering. It was what... five maybe six in the morning? The sun was just coming up.
I can’t go back to Matthias. Where can I... I mean my parents... no. No, that would be worse than whatever Matthias will unleash on me.
I decided on the best choice. Making the long walk to the Crowe family’s house. Meriam should be awake. They’re an hour from this park, I can do it. I should have done that last night. Instead of sleeping in this flimsy night gown and a robe.
I sigh, stretching slowly to relieve the ache in my bones. The walk was worse than I thought. My body felt like I’d decided to put it through the luna olympics. Not like that’s a real thing, but I’m sure it would be horrible.
When I arrived, Maxwell was outside watering his wife’s plants. Some part of me stopped. I could envision an older Matthias looking like this. But I don’t think I’d be the lucky girl. The unfortunate part of my marriage is knowing that had I been any other person, Matthias would have moved on and fallen for me.
But out of spite for me, he can’t do that. Maxwell noticed me as I stepped down the gravel path. He had a smile that lasted only seconds before realizing that I was freezing.
“Aurielle, what are you doing? You could catch a cold or worse,” he rushed over, shrugging off his jacket. The sun was out in full now, but that did little for the weather. Only until noon would the temperature get warmer. Maxwell covered me up the best he could and ushered me into the house.
The warmth was the first thing I loved. The next was the smell of Meriam’s cooking.
“Honey, Aurielle is here. And she’s freezing. Poor thing.”
There was clattering in the kitchen, and he ran to check on her. I waited, my body choosing to remember that it had faced an unpleasant night.
Meriam came out soon. “Aurielle, are you.. We need to take you to the hospital. Dear you’re cold. Come come, take a warm bath. Eat something. Then ... oh then we can go to the hospital.”
I truly have the best father-in-law and mother-in-law in the world. They've treated me even better than my own parents. Their support has been one of the biggest reasons I’ve held on to this marriage. But now, I have to make the decision to leave them. Just thinking about it brings tears to my eyes.
I got no word in. She was in full mother mode. I didn’t mention to her last night that I would like to live somewhere else, which means I won’t get to see her as much. Now’s not the time for that anyway.
After a much-needed warm bath and wearing a gown given to me by Meriam, I ate a full breakfast and was forced to see her doctor. Thankfully, everything was fine, but I was scolded for being careless.
I accepted that. I shouldn’t have slept out on a bench while pre-gnant. To my relief, Meriam agreed to drive me when I told her I needed to take care of something near the Council grounds.
I didn’t give many details, and she didn’t press—though I could tell she was curious. On the way, she gently suggested that maybe I should give Matthias another chance, that he was trying in his own way. I smiled faintly, grateful for her kindness, but I shook my head. “I just need to clear my head for a bit,” I said softly. She didn’t argue.
What surprised me was that she didn’t turn the car around—she simply nodded and kept driving toward the Council.
Thank god. I want this divorce to be on its way. I’ve never been to the council building. It’s huge, running many affairs of the current district. I was overwhelmed. The place was packed with people who needed the council members for something.
After getting out of the car alone, I felt a little lost—unsurprising, since I’d never been here before. As I wandered around looking for the entrance, my phone rang.
Matthias. Without hesitation, I declined the call. How dare he call me after throwing me out like that?
But he didn’t stop. The phone kept buzzing with his name lighting up the screen again and again. I didn’t think twice to turned it off.
I was so focused on my phone that I wasn’t watching where I was going.
Stumbling slightly I bumped into something hard, and I almost fell back on my ass had that something not grabbed onto me. I caught the smell of an Alpha, but the smell was pleasant. Not imposing and trying to put my omega down.
He or she smelled like the ciderwood and sunflowers. An odd combination that worked. I blinked, already babbling apologies before I looked up.
“I’m so sorry. I wasn’t looking at where I was going. I was being careless, I’m very sorry-” I paused, my words caught in my throat as I caught the face of the man I’d bumped into.
Cassiel Aldric.
Aurielle DuVall I had the best sleep of my entire life. My body feels rested in a way it never has before, like every muscle finally decided to unclench. I guess the cure to sadness is kissing an amazing man and then falling asleep in his arms. Maybe that is a little dramatic, but I cannot deny that being held by Cassiel all night was something close to perfect. His warmth surrounded me, steady and grounding, and the rhythm of his breathing lulled me into the deepest, dreamless sleep. I dread the thought of having to sleep separately after this. Once you taste something that good, the idea of going back feels unbearable.How did I stay in a loveless marriage? I've been given so much attention over the past few months that I can't understand how I went three years only getting scraps. Morning came quicker than I wanted. Cassiel was already awake, his voice calm as he told me we would be heading back to his pack today. The weight of responsibility tapped me on the shoulder immediatel
Cassiel Aldric It took a long moment before I dared to open my eyes. My wolf still thrashed inside me, hungry, demanding, clawing at the last threads of control I had left. The beast wanted more than a kiss. He wanted to claim her, to leave no doubt in her mind or her body that she belonged to us. My jaw clenched as I held myself back, fighting the primal tide with everything I had. My arm remained locked around her waist, firm and unyielding. Every muscle in me screamed to move it lower, to pull her even closer, to feel every inch of her pressed against me. But I forced myself still. Restraint was the only gift I could give her right now, and I respected her too much to let my desire trample over her readiness. Love burned in me, deep and untamed, and the bond that tied us together magnified it until it consumed every corner of me. The fated pull doubled every ounce of feeling until I could hardly breathe under the weight of it. Years of discipline, all the patience I had drill
Aurielle DuVall I tried to step back from Cassiel, but he did not move. His hands slid from my face down to my waist, holding me firmly, pulling me until there was no space left between us. My chest pressed against his, and the sudden closeness stole the air from my lungs. The sound that escaped me was half gasp, half broken breath. “Thalia,” Cassiel said without turning his head, his voice low and cutting. “Why are you here?” His eyes went from my eyes down to my mouth, and I watched as he swallowed with barely contained desire. It felt like he had been holding back, but now that I made the first move... his restraint was broken. Thalia blinked, startled by the coldness in his tone. “I came to check on Miss DuVall.” Cassiel’s grip on me never faltered. His eyes did not leave mine. “If you had done your job properly the first time, you would not need to check on her at all. Did I not give you instructions to escort those men back to our pack?” His words were sharp, clipped,
Aurielle DuVall I darted my eyes away from him before he could make a move. Not because I didn't want to kiss him.But because deep down I doubted he ever would. Cassiel was too much of a gentleman to kiss me while I was vulnerable. Though I don't think it would make him any less of a gentleman if he did decide to kiss me. The moment I slipped into the tub, the water embraced me in warmth. The bubbles rose in soft peaks around my shoulders, carrying the faint scent of lavender. Every ache in my muscles loosened and I felt myself sink deeper, letting the day’s stress dissolve into the ripples. Cassiel did not leave. He crouched beside the tub, close enough that his presence wrapped around me just as surely as the water did. His silence was heavy, yet not uncomfortable. He was watching me. I dragged the washcloth over my skin, following the rhythm of my own movements, but awareness of him pressed at me. When I dared to glance up, I found his eyes fixed on my face. His expression wa
Aurielle DuVall I shut my eyes the entire way back to the house, not because I wanted to sleep, I couldn’t, but because keeping them closed felt safer. I trusted myself in Cassiel’s hands. He wasn’t incompetent, not the kind of man to leave me to handle every detail alone. He was steady, reliable, and even in my haze, I knew he wouldn’t fail me. Still, rest never came. I was far too aware of every bump in the road, of the strange heaviness pulling at my limbs, of the bitter metallic taste coating my tongue and teeth. My body wanted to collapse, but my mind remained stubbornly awake, stuck in its own endless replay of everything that had gone wrong today. When Cassiel finally arrived at the house, it felt both too soon and not soon enough. He didn’t waste time, his voice cut firm but polite as he dismissed the mercenaries, telling them they could go with an edge in his voice that made it clear they were in trouble. They listened instantly. They always did. The guilt pricked sharp
Aurielle DuVallI’ve decided, I’m going to take the risky option. The dangerous one. The kind of option that could get me killed if I made one mistake. But I promised myself, before I even made my move, that I would not stand still and wait to be saved by these people. If I did nothing, he would win. If I fought, at least there was a chance.I forced my lungs to fill, forced the air into my body even though panic was threatening to strangle me. My wrists were burning from the pressure of his grip, and his other hand pressed cruelly over my mouth. His skin tasted of dirt, of sweat, of the kind of filth that never really washes away. His breath reeked as it hit my cheek.My senses were being haunted.Before I could talk myself out of it, I lifted my foot and slammed my heel down on his toes with every ounce of strength I had. There was a sharp crunching sound that turned my stomach, bone meeting bone in a way that was not natural. He shouted in pain, his roar so loud it startled the bi