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Sent By Cordelia

Author: Arinus C. J
last update publish date: 2026-09-30 21:11:27

The words land like a blow, and every guard around us tenses instantly, weapons half-raised, Cassian's hand flying fast to the blade at his belt.

"Explain," Cassian says, voice deadly quiet now, "before I decide trusting you was the worst mistake I've made all night."

The old man doesn't flinch, or retreat, he just stands there with that same weary patience despite the sudden threat surrounding him. "She sent me believing I would deliver a different message entirely.

One meant to frighten Mara
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  • THE HOLLOW WOLF   Whom He Led Them To

    Cassian steps in front of me instantly, blade already drawn, and around us the others fan out fast, weapons ready despite the confined space of the chamber. "You," Cassian growls toward the binder. "You led us straight into her hands." The old man's face crumples with something like genuine horror. "No. I swear to you, I intended no such thing. I believed she remained in Ashfall, believed we had time before…" "Enough," Cordelia says, voice cutting sharp through his protests. "Save your performance. I already know precisely what you intended to do, old friend. I've known since the moment you deviated from my instructions back at the chapel." "How," the binder demands, genuine confusion mixing with his horror now. "You forget how long I've studied the sealed powers," Cordelia says, something almost pitiful in her tone. "The moment they spoke through you, I felt it too." “Even though the connection was brief, it was enough to tell me exactly what you chose to reveal

  • THE HOLLOW WOLF   Something’s Wearing The Binder’s Skin

    I stop walking, dread pooling cold and heavy in my stomach, and Cassian notices instantly, turning back toward me with concern sharp across his face."Mara? What's wrong?"“Nyx says something’s changed,” I say quietly, keeping my voice low enough that only those closest to me can hear.“About him.” I glance toward the binder, who has continued walking a few steps ahead, seemingly unaware that we’ve stopped. “She says it’s like something else is watching us through his eyes now.”Cassian's whole body goes rigid, hand dropping instinctively to his blade again. "Since when?""Since we started talking properly. About the alternative path."The binder stops walking finally, sensing the shift in our group's energy even without turning around fully. "Is something troubling you?" he asks, voice carrying that same dry, weathered quality as before, though now I strain to hear anything different beneath it."Turn around," Cassian says, voice hard. "Slowly."The old man does as he’s told, his bl

  • THE HOLLOW WOLF   Sent By Cordelia

    The words land like a blow, and every guard around us tenses instantly, weapons half-raised, Cassian's hand flying fast to the blade at his belt."Explain," Cassian says, voice deadly quiet now, "before I decide trusting you was the worst mistake I've made all night."The old man doesn't flinch, or retreat, he just stands there with that same weary patience despite the sudden threat surrounding him. "She sent me believing I would deliver a different message entirely. One meant to frighten Mara into compliance, to make the alternative path sound impossible, forcing her hand toward accepting the sacrifice of her bond instead.""Why would she want that?" I ask, though understanding's already dawning cold and sharp in my chest even as I ask it."Because the alternative I just described to you, the balance achieved through your own existence rather than through severed love, that path doesn't grant her anything," the binder says. "It seals the threshold, yes, but it does so in a way she

  • THE HOLLOW WOLF   What Waits in the Chapel

    Cassian's already halfway dressed by the time I finish pulling on my own clothes, and he grabs the blade from beside the bed, tucking it into his belt with hands that shake despite his obvious effort to steady them."Wake Damon," he says, moving toward the door. "And Evan. I want everyone to be alert before we approach."I catch his arm before he can leave. "We're not rushing in blind again. Not after tonight.""I know," he says, though I can hear the fury and fear both warring hard beneath his controlled voice. "But I'm not letting her sit in my chapel uninterrupted either."We move fast through the halls, rousing Damon and Evan, and within minutes we're gathered near the courtyard entrance, tense and alert despite the exhaustion still dragging heavy at all of us from tonight's earlier battle.“Careful," Nyx warns, restless beneath my skin. “Something feels wrong about this. Too easy, and too obvious.”"Nyx thinks it might be a trap," I say quietly to Cassian as we approach the chap

  • THE HOLLOW WOLF   What the Sacrifice Requires

    The words hang in the air between us, and for a long moment nobody speaks at all, the only sound is the faint creak of old floorboards and Cassian's own ragged breathing."The mate bond," I finally say, voice barely above a whisper. "That's us. That's what we have.""Yes," Cassian says, and I watch him fight to keep his voice steady, fight and fail slightly around the edges."What exactly does sacrificing it mean," Iris asks carefully, though her tone suggests she already suspects, already scared of the answer.Cassian looks back down at the journal, throat working hard before he reads further. "It means severing the bond itself. Permanently. The guardian and their mate would remain alive, remain themselves in every other way, but the connection between them, the part that makes them fated, chosen, bound to one another beneath everything else, that part would be gone. Forever."My knees nearly give out, and Cassian catches me instantly, arms wrapping tight around me even as his own ha

  • THE HOLLOW WOLF   The Pack Council Convenes

    The chapel sits quiet at the edge of the grounds, untouched by tonight's fighting, and something about walking toward it now, after everything, makes my chest ache with old memories. This is where Cassian and I once promised each other forever, back before any of this began.The guard leads us inside, torch held high, and near the altar, something's been left, deliberate, waiting.A single black rose rests atop a folded piece of parchment, and beside it, carved into the old wood of the altar itself, fresh enough that splinters still curl pale against the dark stain, three words.“Choose wisely, ghost.”"She was here," I breathe, horror crawling up my spine. "In the chapel. While we were fighting.""Or someone working for her," Cassian says, already scanning the shadows carefully, though nothing else moves in the quiet space around us.I approach slowly, and Cassian catches my arm before I can touch anything. "Let me," he says, gentle but firm, and I nod, letting him unfold the parchm

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