Lahat ng Kabanata ng Cursed To Love You: Kabanata 91 - Kabanata 100

Drasa’s POVI smiled, and I played the part. Watching the others fill the dance floor. Then Alpha Lucien rose again. Only this time he walked around the table and stood in front of me.“Drasa.” He said, stepping forward and extending a hand. “May I have this dance?” he asked.Cassian stiffened beside me. “Father… I think she’s feeling ill. Maybe you should-”“I’d love to,” I said cutting him off.Cassian’s gaze snapped to me, confusion flickering in his eyes. But I was already rising, placing my hand in the one that had once signed death warrants.The crowd fell silent as we moved to the floor.They parted without being asked. All eyes were on us. The girl from nowhere and the man who ruled the kingdom.As the orchestra swelled, I muttered, “I should warn you, I’m not exactly skilled at waltzing.” I joked trying to ease the tension.Lucien’s smirk was a razor. “Fortunately for you, you’re with me.”He led, strong and poised, and I followed, keeping my movements smooth and graceful

Cassian’s POVThe ball carried on in a haze of music and murmured conversation, glittering gowns, and the clinking of crystal flutes. I had been seated for barely ten minutes when I noticed the empty seat beside me. Drasa had leaned close earlier and whispered something about needing to use the ladies' room, her hand brushing mine gently before slipping away through the crowd.But that was twenty minutes ago.I tried to convince myself that maybe there was a queue, or maybe Maya caught her along the way and roped her into something ridiculous like fixing her lipstick for the seventh time. But my instincts didn’t sit still. Something bugged me at the edge of my mind, an unease I couldn’t shake.I rose from the table, ignoring the curious look Andra gave me and the smug glance from Elena, who had been doing her best to reassert her presence ever since her grand entrance. I offered a tight smile, muttered something about checking on Drasa, and slipped away from the table.After I returne

Drasa’s POVFor almost an entire week, things had been quiet.No cryptic messages. No phantom footsteps following me home. The air had shifted after the ball. Whether it was because of the crowd, the exposure, or Lucien's final warning, I didn’t know, but the pressure had eased.I’d been holding my breath for so long that I almost didn’t know what to do when the silence held. So I did something daring: I started to enjoy it.The afternoon sun was gentle, filtered through the blinds of the small café tucked behind the academy’s east wing. It was one of the few places I’d discovered that didn’t blast music or smell like overworked teenagers. It was quiet. Comfortable. The perfect place to catch up on assignments.I sat in the corner booth with my laptop open, sipping slowly on my iced matcha as I scanned a passage on werewolf social dynamics. The hum of conversation floated around me, but none of it stuck. Not until the chair across from me scraped back.I didn’t look up at first, ass

Drasa’s POVTurns out picking up double shifts and working myself to the bone doesn’t mean I’ll get the money in time. Luckily I was able to bribe Amelia to swap shifts with me so I could work in the VIP section for the whole of the week. Even Grumpy Gabriel grew worried but since he couldn’t express himself he settled for making halfhearted comments about me overworking myself. But I couldn’t stop.I didn’t have the luxury of time. Plus my savings I barely had twenty grand available. While working, a note miraculously appeared in my locker.‘Bus stop. Thursday. 4pm.’ After combing through the security footage and realizing other than flashes of black blurs were all I was going to get. “Leaving early?” Amelia asked.“Yeah. Done for the day.” I replied.Amelia sighed. “I still have a few hours left of my shift.” She said tiredly, slumping down on the wall, closing her eyes.“Doubt you’re open to spending a few hours with me?” she said, peeking through one eye.I finished buttoning

Cassian’s POVThe envelope was unmarked. No name. No seal. Just plain, off-white paper slipped into my locker.I stared at it for a long minute, instincts prickling. This wasn’t a mistake. Someone meant for me to find it. And whoever it was… they wanted me to know something.I picked it up slowly, and observed it. No stamp, no address. I shoved it into my back pack without thinking much about it.Later. I’ll worry about it later. Drasa skipped school entirely today. I had to make up some story about her being sick to Miss Lyra to get her out of detention. When I asked Maya she mumbled something about being busy and left me alone in class.“Where are you going?” Kai asked as I slammed the locker shut.“Home.” I replied.“Liar. You don’t go home until dark in a pitiful attempt to avoid the big bad wolf.” He teased. “You’re quite nosy for a wolf.” I muttered pulling up my bag and walking towards the door. A sickly-sweet smell invaded my senses.I didn’t have to turn to know who it wa