Cassian’s POVThe first blow felt like a mountain falling on my chest. Thorne did not move like a wolf; he moved like a landslide. He did not care about finesse or technique. He relied on the sheer, overwhelming mass of his body. I hit the ground hard, the salt scraping the skin from my shoulder, and for a second, the world went grey.“Get up!” Thorne shouted, his voice echoing in the hollow space of my skull. “Get up and show them the great Shadow!”I rolled to my feet, my breath coming in short, jagged gasps. My ribs screamed in protest, a sharp, stabbing pain that told me the Archon’s damage was far from healed. I wiped the blood from my mouth and looked at Winnie. She was standing by the tree, her eyes closed, her face a mask of concentration. I could feel her. It was not the old pack link, that heavy, intrusive connection of the Alphas. It was something lighter, more delicate. It was like a silver thread tied to my heart.Thorne lunged again, a massive fist swinging toward my
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