Cassie Jones POV
I was equally surprised at what I just did, my tears now flowing as I pointed my hands towards him. “I’d give you my heart because I thought you were worthy of it.” “I’d allowed you to sleep with me because I thought you were worthy of my innocence, I’d loved you for years because I thought you felt the same and you were just viewing me as a fling to you just because I would lower myself down to you huh.” I flared angrily in tears. It hurts! It hurts how much I loved him and was stupid for him but he was only being stupid about it because he knows. “Was it two days ago? When you wanted to tell me something and he shut you up? Was it then he knew they were both mates?” I turned to Daisy . She scoffed, “I thought you were overly in love. I only wanted to warn you to stay clear of my sister man. Who knew you would go to any length of making yourself a slut to him.” She said, rolling her eyes at me and my mind boiled in anger. “Thwack.” The slap was so smooth and fast that everyone gasped at the scene. I was surprised as well because I never expected that to come out this way even though I had been taking in my anger. Jamie turned towards me in anger, doing something I never expected. He pushes me violently, causing me to lose my balance as I fall down. I groaned in pain as I stared at him, “Who’ll want an orphan and no rank girl like you to be my Luna. To be the Vale pack Luna. Are you worthy of being one yourself? You expect me to reject my own mate just to stay with you? What can you even offer back to me?” I was shocked at his statement. I was an orphan with no rank? If my parents hadn’t died because of the war that broke out in our pack and the betrayal of someone that actually caused it to be impossible to make it out alive. Does he think he’ll be on a par with me to even be my mate? “You do know why my parents died right?” I cleaned my tears standing up. I was in pain but I needed answers. “Yea, they died because of their stupidity. A war wouldn’t have broken out in your pack if they had protected the border line well.” His laughter erupted, everyone in the room laughed after him. I ran away in tears, my face full of embarrassment as I went to my room to pick up some of my stuff. I just want to be out of here truly. As I was on my way out, Alex came to meet me. I frowned seeing as she blocked my way with her maids. “So how does it feel to be abandoned?” She asked me, I didn’t want to reply to her back and make an attempt to leave but she pushed me backwards again so I’ll be facing her. “Alex , I agreed you won, you’ve got him already so please let me go. I am already leaving and won’t have anything to do with the pack again so enjoy it while it lasts.” I said back to her which made her frown as she pushed me. If it wasn’t because of my wolf strength, I'd have been down with the way she pushed me. “What do you mean?” She asked me angrily. “I’m telling you to enjoy it while it lasts because this your position wouldn’t last till you thought of it. Jamie doesn’t love you. He will never do it.” I said and pushed her out of the way walking out but stopped as I got to the main gate. I looked back at the pack and I couldn’t stop my tears as I walked away. He couldn’t even come to see me for the last time. I at least expected him to feel remorseful and come to see me for the last time. Seeing as he wouldn’t come, I left without looking back so I wouldn’t feel reluctant again. ***** After walking for hours, I stopped feeling tired. I was deep into the forest but I could still feel and hear the sound of wolves so I’m still at the Vale pack territory. My body shivers from the cold and I set out my backpack taking out the necessary things to set a camp. I ate my dinner before deciding to stroll around the forest. Maybe I’ll see some fresh meat or fruits. I unexpectedly came back more late, bringing back a bush meat I saw, I set the fire and turned it. After I was done, I ate part of it, keeping the remaining part in my backpack before lying down to sleep. Staring at the moon shining, I reflect back on my life, my tears trickling down my eyes and threatening to fall. I cleaned it with the back of my palm as I closed my eyes, drifting off to sleep. ***** It has been a few weeks since I had left the Vale Pack. I was attacked by a rogue wolf which made me lose my belongings as I was already weak. A tough and rough week without shelter or food. And all I could hear was the whispering of wolves that I had been hearing since I started the journey of nowhere in particular. The forest stretched endlessly before me and every step I took ruffled the bush as lightning struck harder, making me halt. I leaned against the trunk of an ancient oak, its bark cool and rough under my fingers and a part of me wondered if this journey was worth it and maybe it was set to kill me. I have heard tales of banished Wolves, forgotten in the wilderness and weak but I never knew I would be here in those shoes even as a runaway wolf. Perhaps I was meant to die anyway. I surely couldn't go back to my packs, it would be a disgrace to my deceased family and I would be tamed as a cursed being. But do I want that? As I took another step, a strange sensation coursed through my chest. I felt like I was pulled forward with a force I couldn't even ignore making my chest make a heavy sigh. I was scared. I tried hastening my steps but if it wasn't enough soon, the forest had a way to a clearing. In front of me, I was staring at a group of rogue wolves, huge and fluffy staring back at me like they were ready to devour me. “Oh, just kill me already.”The sword flew past Cassie’s face with a whoosh of heat and steel. It slammed into the Red Claw soldier creeping up behind her, the traitor she hadn’t sensed. The blade struck deep into his chest, throwing him backward with a sickening crunch against the blackened wall. Cassie blinked, stunned. For a second, she thought the sword had been meant for her. But then Lark appeared from the smoke, boots crunching over gravel and ash. He didn’t speak at first. He just reached into the inner lining of his cloak and pulled out a bloodstained scroll. Her name was on it. Cassie’s breath caught in her throat as Lark held it out to her. The wax seal was cracked, both Greyer and Red Claw crests fused on the parchment like a mockery of loyalty. One broken crown. One burning moon. Mark stepped up beside his brother, face grave. “We weren’t sure you’d believe us,” he said softly. “But you need to see it for yourself.” Cassie took the scroll, her gloved fingers trembling. She unrolled i
Sparks lit the sky before the war had done so.A fierce howling of wind moved through the Red Claw pack, heavy with the smell of metal, magic, and smoke.Red flags snapped angrily in the wind, tied up in their own rage as though they could smell blood on the horizon.Torchlight blazed along the ramparts of stone, casting dancing gold upon the blackened stone. The air was thick, not only with heat, but with fear.Red Claw guards crept, wedging chains into heavy iron gates, sharpening blades of obsidian, and anchoring wards across the perimeter.Wolves padded down halls in man and beast form, eyes aglow, ears attuned to the first whisper of invasion.Tallest of them all, Cassie stood on the highest balcony of the war tower, gazing out at the far mountains where Greyer's earth gave way to unknown. Her armor glowed dark red, edged with blue-silver from volcanic cores smoldering like freshly burning flame.Her family crest, a phoenix from ashes scarred upon her chest.The wind pulled on he
Cassie "You shouldn’t have come alone." The voice came from nowhere. It wasn’t loud, but it crawled through the air like smoke. I stopped. The crypt was quiet, the kind of quiet that presses on your chest. Stone walls circled me, marked with strange symbols that pulsed faintly, like they were breathing. Moonlight slipped through the cracks above, spilling down in slivers. But the warmth here wasn’t from the moon. It was from something older. I took a step forward, heart pounding. “Who’s there?” I asked. I noticed the flames flickered from the altar in the center. They grew higher. And then—she appeared. A tall figure stepped from the shadows, cloaked in black. Her face was sharp, eyes glowing like coals, and she moved like she wasn’t really walking—just floating. “You carry my name,” she said. “But not my truth.” Cassara. The name hit like thunder in my chest. I couldn’t speak. She touched the altar, and suddenly the flames changed. They twisted into shapes images. I
CassieSmoke curled from the eastern tower, but it wasn’t fire, at least not yet. Just the scent of iron and oil, soldiers sharpening blades, war drums echoing in practice rather than in blood.Greyer was preparing.And I was expected to lead.As Luna, they looked to me for strength. As the girl who might belong to another pack, they looked to me with questions.I stood before the training ground, eyes tracing every wolf in uniform. Mark stood to my left, Lark to my right, but I felt more alone than ever. The sun cut through gray clouds, illuminating the scarlet sigil on my chest—the Luna crest that no longer felt like mine.“Say something, Cassie.”Mark’s voice cut through the tension, low and tight like a blade on the verge of snapping.I didn’t answer him. I couldn’t.Because what was I supposed to say?That I was terrified? That every breath I took felt like a betrayal of myself, of them, of whatever bloodline had dared to mark me?Instead, I stared past him, then past the trainin
Cassie I thought the garden was supposed to soothe me. Not until I discovered that there was a war brewing in the borders. The Red Claw banner rising on our border was just a bluff. I should’ve known better, fire doesn’t knock. It burns its way in. Mark's voice hadn't even started to subside yet. Lark wouldn't even meet my eyes. And Kael, he didn't move an inch, as if he'd heard something the rest of us hadn't. I was still catching my breath when the Red Claw messenger emerged out of the boundary mist, pulling the banner behind him like a sword. Sunlight hit his silver-threaded cloak just right, casting the Red Claw crest into the dirt like a challenge. He wasn’t loud. His presence was louder enough than any voice could be. The weight of the wolves at his back, the way the air shifted when he stepped forward,it said everything before he opened his mouth. “I’m here for the daughter of fire,” he said, voice low and formal. “The lost Alpha of Red Claw. Cassie.” My name stu
Cassie The gates of Greyer Pack didn’t swing open in welcome, they groaned like they were warning me not to return.I used to walk through these gates like I belonged. Today, they opened like they’d forgotten me.No guards smiled. No wolves bowed. No flowers tossed in honor of their returning Luna. Just cold wind, cold eyes, and colder silence.As if they were aware I didn't belong here or perhaps they knew the truth too. But deep down, it was just my imagination. I was finding it hard to absorb the truth I just learnt.Kael rode beside me, straight-backed, tense. His presence burned like a brand on my skin, and not just because Mark and Lark hated him. No, it was because I hadn’t yet figured out what he truly meant to me. Friend? Guide? Ghost from the past? Or perhaps a real lover?All I knew was this: he didn’t flinch. Not from the stares. Not from the tension. Not even when the twin Alphas appeared.Mark descended the front steps like a storm in motion, his dark eyes locked on min