Blackwatch Cassidy Novels & Stories

The meaning was standing from afar looking at the hanging Mira hesitantly, is she really worth killing? She is eighteen years old. Is this not a crime or injustice to her? I told you to let her go for a while.” Black grumbled, breathing lightly He indicated to the man whose job it was to execute her to stay away from her silently and without people noticing that it would be a difficult situation for him to retreat after he gathered his herd members.. He wanted to utter his words, but he froze when one of his Mate 's guards came calling at high altitude " Alpha the Luna has disappeared!"

ONE YEAR LATER Cassandra's POV I heaved out a tired breath as I hefted a tray and began making my way to the table whose orders were in the tray. I was still laying out the orders when one of my colleagues walked towards me. "Some of your little lions are awake," she whispered into my ears and I sighed.

CASSANDRA As my assistant walked toward me, my mind ached with a million questions. What were the results? Was this dire? Were we going to be able to save Asher after all? Becky pushed her round glasses up the bridge of her nose. She was a beautiful girl- petite with short dark red hair and a pale, angular face full of freckles- and under normal circumstances, she had a pleasant demeanor. But tonight, her russet eyes were underscored by dark circles. She looked visibly worn out. Her lab coat had been hastily pulled on over her night clothes. I felt bad that she’d been awoken at this late of an hour.

"Then why are you here?" Cassian took a breath. "There's a blood curse destroying my empire," he said, "my wolf is dying, my company is failing, everything is falling apart." I waited. "The pack elders say the only way to break it is through a mate bond," he continued, "which means you." "No," I said immediately. "I'm offering five million dollars," Cassian said, "one year of pretending to be my mate, then we go our separate ways." Five million would save the sanctuary, pay off every debt, and give Maya the life she deserved.

He'd learned from Jake that Letty was imprisoned in the Blood Pack's dungeons, trying to gather intel about Janice and Jake. I hadn't had a chance to talk with Silas, nor did I know how to use the mental link with our mate, as Silas did. Information from Henry and Emily had me perplexed. Furthermore, I had to return to the Minnesota Studio since Cindy had asked for my opinion on a few scenes. Ordinarily, Cindy wouldn't have involved me in such minor decisions, but she'd been unable to contact Janice. Unsurprisingly, given that Janice had betrayed me, revealing herself not as a human but as a she-wolf, and was causing trouble. "Driving alone?" Emily asked as I got into the car.

“If she’s alive, she’s a liability.” “She’s an asset,” I counter. “And she works through Blackthorn. My unit handles contact, protection, and extraction. She consults on phase one only. No Jackals in her shadow.” Victor rises slowly to his feet. The room tightens with him. “You’re asking me to trust her,” he says, voice soft and lethal, “filtered through a man who just threatened me.” “I’m offering you Moonstone’s throat,” I reply. “Without triggering open war.”

"It'll be enjoyable. Just to stab the Captain in the back will be worth the blood." From the mouth of the cave, the silent man watched. He had followed, and Blake had left him on guard. It was an odd task for one who was mute, but he was alert, and his hearing was better than the others. His eyes dropped, not wanting them to see the sick expression that must be tainting them. Revenge had been a nice thought, but reality was far from it. As Blake moved to give his orders, Lloyd blinked his eyes open as he slowly took in his surroundings. It was dark and damp. The sand was still under his body. The rock surrounding him told him he was in a small cave.

Adrian's POV When I heard Ethan had been hurt at the Academy, I had to be there. As his father and the Alpha of the Blackwoods, it was my duty. The first thing I saw in the principal's office was a little girl hiding behind a plant. She was covered in dirt, but the moment I saw her blue-gray eyes and soft golden hair, my wolf went restless. Something deep inside me was pounding against my ribs. I knelt down, wanting to ask her what happened, but then Evelyn burst in and snatched her up.

She stared at him for a moment — at the man who had been both her heartbreak and her salvation. Then she nodded slowly. “Together?” He smiled faintly. “Together.” --- But far from the hospital, under the cover of darkness, a figure stood on a cliff overlooking the burning remains of the warehouse. Rain soaked her hair. Her right arm was bandaged, her lips curled into a bitter smile. Casandra. She watched the flashing lights of the police cars fade into the distance, her eyes cold and unreadable. “You really thought I’d die that easily, Adrian?” she whispered, her voice carried away by the wind. “You should know me better than that.”

— enhanced assassins, half-machine, half-human — programmed to hunt Syndicate leaders and erase history. Luca joined her, silent for a long time before saying, “They think you’re the ghost they created.” Amara’s tone sharpened. “Then I’ll haunt them properly.” He smiled faintly, though there was no warmth in it. “You sound more like Damien every day.” She turned, eyes glinting. “Damien wanted power. I want an ending.” Inside, Cassian connected live feeds from allied safehouses. Only half still answered. One screen flickered — Mateo, bloodied, clutching a weapon.