Cassian’s POV The doors slammed behind me hard enough to rattle the frame, but I didn’t stop moving. My footsteps echoed through the hall, sharp, fast. Her taste was still on my tongue, her scent clinging to my skin, and the memory of her soft gasp when I touched her burned through me like fire.I would’ve gone back. I wanted to. The pull of her was still thrumming in my chest, almost unbearable. But the mind-link had sliced through the haze, harsh and commanding, and I couldn’t ignore it.Mason was here.By the time I hit the front entrance, I already knew it was true. I could feel it in the way my warriors stood, restless, tense, their wolves pacing under their skin. They’d formed a loose circle, not attacking, not moving. Just waiting.And there he was.Mason stood in the centre like he belonged, like the entire place was already his. Dark jeans, worn boots, leather jacket hanging open like he hadn’t even bothered to prepare for a fight. His pale eyes flicked over the crowd, sharp
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