Alle Kapitel von Fangs Of Love: Kapitel 61 – Kapitel 70

Cassiopeia NyxWarmth. That was the first thing I felt. I was wrapped deeply in it like some sort of worm in a cocoon.It was all I could feel… and the steady, slow rhythm of a heartbeat beneath my ear.I blinked awake slowly, vision still foggy from sleep, only to realize I was tucked firmly in Xeros' arms, my face pressed into his bare chest. His skin was smooth and solid against my cheek, scent thick around me—cedar mixed with the faint smell of the forest on a rainy day.I didn't move.Not because I didn't want to—but because I couldn't. His arms were wound around me like grape vines, holding me securely, possessively, like I belonged there. Like he would never let anything pry me away again.My eyes fluttered shut as the memories of last night came crashing back.The anger, the hurt, the fight, the mark, his mouth on my skin, his apologyThe way my entire body melted the second he touched me—I groaned softly into his chest.I had folded so fast.Like some touch-starved rabbit wi

Xeros Romanov.The healers had tried every method under the sun to cure the children, even going as far as collecting their blood to examine the contents of the poison, but still no hope.They had never seen a poison like that, and the more they tried to get their fever to come down, the more it spiked uncontrollably. As the sun began to settle, it was very much evident that the only choice I had was to dance to Dimitri's tunes.“You are not walking into that clearing by yourself,” he said for the tenth time, voice raw. “It’s suicide.”“It’s orders,” I answered harshly. I didn't mean to sound like that, but I was already frustrated, and his insistence wasn't helping matters. “He wants me alone. I go alone.”“Then take me in wolf form. I'll be hidden.”“No.”“Take anyone.”“No.”“Xeros.” Anakin slammed both palms on the table. “Cassie deserves to know her father is trying to trade her for the lives of children. I know your concerns, and they are very much valid, but you can't protect

Cassiopeia Nyx My heart felt like it was being crushed inside my chest, but I couldn’t fall apart. Not yet.I turned to Anakin, gripping his arm so hard I’m sure it hurt him. “Tell the healers to let Demetria examine the children,” I said, forcing my voice to stay clear even though it wanted to break. “She knows the poison. She can start the antidote right now. Do it, Anakin. Please.”He stared at me for a long second, jaw tight, eyes full of conflict. I could see the war inside him— We both knew about Xeros evident distrust for Demetria, he would never have agreed to let her go near the children. But this was the only lead we had. If she could cure the children then Xeros wouldn't nee dto make any deal with my father. He gave in.“Healers!” he barked, voice echoing across the room. “Clear a path. Let Demetria through. Luna’s orders. Just..just keep an eye on her.”The nearest healer opened her mouth to argue, but one look at my face and she stepped aside. Demetria didn’t wait for

Cassiopeia NyxI walked mainly because if I stopped, I would fall apart.The forest path back to the pack grounds was a grey blur through my tears. Dried leaves and twigs crunched beneath my boots as the cold air nipped at my lips and fingertips, but I barely felt it. Every breath tasted like salt, rage, and heartbreak. My chest hurt so badly I had to press a hand over my heart just to try to contain it.Unlike me, Hera was ruled by animal instincts, she couldn't stand the wall I was putting up between Xeros and I right now. All she cared about was her mate. Sure, she was upset before, but she had gotten over it. She made me feel like I had no valid reason to be angry, but I did, I knew deep down just how much he had hurt me."Mate has apologised already, just forgive him." “No,” I snapped out loud, voice cracking. “Everything doesn't just get fixed like that right now. He gets to feel this. He wanted to die, then he should know how I felt.”She curled into a miserable ball at the ba

Cassiopeia NyxThe pack grounds were too quiet.No pups laughing, no warriors sparring, no clatter of daily life. Only the wind moving through bare branches and the low murmur of wolves who saw me coming and immediately dropped their gazes. I walked the gravel path toward the great hall with my head high and my hands curled into fists inside my sleeves. Normally, for a meeting with the council, I would have to dress formally—fancy dresses and shoes, but now, I barely even had the strength to do anything. All I could manage to put on was a pair of black pants and a sweater. By the time I crossed the corner that led to the pack hall, I saw himXeros stood at the foot of the stone steps that led up to the double oak doors. He had clearly been waiting for me.My heart lurched so violently I almost stumbled.He looked like he hadn't gotten a wink of sleep last night. His hair was scattered from all angles, shirt wrinkled like he didn't even bother checking what state it was in. His eyes