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Chapter 17: Steady Mathias Everything went very well today. I thought that I wouldn’t handle loving Cassia, but she makes it so easy. Touching her is like an out-of-body experience. She makes everything better. There still hasn’t been any news in regards to Lukan, which makes me wary. All I know is that whatever Lukan is doing, it’s not going to be good for the rest of us.

At some point the light shifted and it got colder and Cassian got up and went inside and came back two minutes later with two cups of something hot from the lodge kitchen and put one on the table beside Noah without saying anything and sat back down Noah looked at the cup then at Cassian, who was reading again with the focus of someone who had done a normal thing and didn’t need it acknowledged. Noah picked up the cup and it was tea, the kind he liked. He looked at Cassian’s profile for a moment, at the sharp face that was less sharp when it wasn’t performing anything for anyone. Then went back to his book. “You’re not as terrible as I thought,” Noah said, after another twenty minutes. Cassi

The sharp profile, the tension in his jaw, the storm he kept caged under the surface. "Cassian..." I didn't know what I wanted to say. I just knew it wasn't enough. He eased the truck into a parking spot outside a small bookstore café. Lights twinkled in the windows. People inside chatted softly over mugs of cocoa and stacks of books. It was cozy. Safe. A world away from the mansion. Cassian turned off the engine but didn't move to get out. Instead, he turned to me fully, leaning back in his seat, studying me with that unsettling attention that stripped away anything I tried to hide.

Cassian walked over to the convenience store to get a few snacks. I stood by the bike admiring the beautiful greenery scene in front of me, taking in deep breaths in between. I really needed this air. The door bell chimed opening up to cassian walking out of the store wearing a big smile on his face walking towards me with the snacks in his hands. ‎ ‎Cassian leaned against his bike, watching me with that familiar half-smile. “Better?” ‎ ‎I nodded, unable to hide the small smile tugging at my lips. “Yeah. Much.”

Great, now I'd have to walk in late and face their judgment. I took a deep breath and pushed open the door. "Sorry I'm late," I said quietly, sliding into the only empty chair. My eyes caught Cassian, he was leaning back in his chair, one arm draped casually over the back, his dark brown hair slightly tousled like he'd been running his fingers through it, he was wearing a simple black t-shirt that fit him perfectly, highlighting the muscle of his shoulders and arms. God, why did he have to be so ridiculously attractive?

The bone-altar. ​Cassian is a dead man walking. ​

And I couldn’t make it any clearer short of holding up a sign. Cassian’s eyes lit up with desire, and I could see visible restraint in his movements as he walked over to me, slowly, cautiously. Like I was an easily startled deer, and he didn’t want me to run. His husky voice was laced with a low growl as he said, “Well, I don’t think we need alcohol to loosen up.” He gradually approached me and leaned down, his minty warm breath fanning my face. “My little fawn is ready for me.”

Alex burst out laughing, unable to contain himself at their sudden shift in behavior. Once things settled down, Alex and Caleb took their seats on the couches, and the mood in the room became more serious. "The thing is, Zuri wants Adam," Cassian began, his tone growing darker. "He was running one of the major prostitution operations." "Where's Adam now?" Leo asked, his curiosity piqued. "In the dungeon," Cassian replied simply. Leo paused for a moment, then casually shifted the conversation. "How's your girl doing?" Cassian's face softened slightly. "My girl is Alex's sister as well," he disclosed, surprising Leo, who glanced over at Alex in disbelief. "She's doing fine," Cassian added. "Sl

The comfortable hum of anonymity. No altars, no curses. No Alphas or councils or magic flares. But also… no Lilah sitting in the sun, hand on her bump, pack orbiting her like she was their gravity. No beta with warm eyes and patient hands who looked at me like I was an earthquake he was delighted to stand in the middle of. Cassian shifted, weight creaking the old boards under his boots. “You’ve been quiet lately,” he said. “I’m quiet when I’m thinking,” I said.

Sasha was wearing black boots that added two to three inches to her height. 'What are you all doing here?' Cassandra asked while wiping her tears behind her eye glasses. She had difficulty seeing anything with her glasses off. ' What do you think, you b*tch?' Sasha snickered at Cassandra. She was already thinking the worst out of this situation. Her mother wasn't staying home this time of the week. She was out of town on a date with her new French boyfriend. And the only person she told this about is her boyfriend. That only means one thing, he told them when to attack her alone. 'Now girls, I don't want to be a part of this. And call me when you get finished.' he said and went past Cassandr