Cassian Rhysand Novels & Stories

Elle really did take him down hard but she's no shifter and she's not my Head Enforcer. "Actually, she's a human assassin.” It's cruel of me to rub salt in his wound but I need to bring him down to Earth so he can tell me why he attacked. We've had a few rogues get close and several humans wander over our borders, but he's the first one to get so deep into our land and near anyone as precious as a female or pup.

I straightened. “And you are?” One corner of his mouth lifted. “Disappointed by the welcome.” Orochi stepped down from the throne. “Lord Cassian Veyr.” The name stirred something inside Ayamira’s memory. A castle under a red moon. Bodies sleeping inside glass coffins. A hand closing around mine. I pulled back from the image. Cassian noticed. “You remember me.” “Not enough.” “That was always your talent.” Raiken’s chains cracked. “Stay away from her.”

Five Alphas. One Moon-Blessed. And a hunt that could end in blood. The five of them stood before her like gods disguised in mortal skin. Ronan Drayke—the golden wildfire. Southern heir, cocky and predatory, with eyes that burned like the sun. Kian Voss—the raven prince. Northern heir, cold and elegant, wrapped in black silk and secrets. Silas Thorn—the beast. Eastern heir, tall and scarred, his presence like a thundercloud—quiet, brooding, violent.

Watching her brown sandals like they held the answer to all her problems. Cassiel cleared his throat once, and the noise stopped. “I’m going to skip the introductions; you’re all familiar with who we are. I’m only here to clear the air. Rhysland is not an abused, sheltered kid. He’s a spoiled nepo baby who decided that when I wouldn’t let him drink himself to death that he would go search for his supposed real ‘family’. I’ve done nothing but show him kindness, and he hasn’t repaid me with the same thing. He’s slandered my name, used my money, and acted like a victim when he is anything but.” Cassiel paused, and I saw Rhysland’s face turn white, then red with rage. He started walking towards

My ears twitched as that ancient, fierce, and commanding tone screamed the name of its owner, making me realize that she was Corra Lunaris, Liora's grandmother. She was sniffing the air as if checking my scent for some sort of screening. I forced my lycan to stay steady and bowed briefly, though my stance stayed protected around Liora. “You must be Corra. Luna Eluvia’s mother.” That wolf’s eyes narrowed, studying me keenly. I introduced myself. “I am the lycan heir, Alpha Cassian Veyraith. King of the supernatural world. We mean no harm, My Lady.” The clearing fell into deep silence, freezing the air with tension. Silver Wolf’s voice cut through the stillness, suspicious and sharp.

She sighed leaning against the wall. “ as stupid and reckless it might sound sir, she has a point. The element of surprise is kind of all we have right now. He won’t be expecting us to hand her over just like that” he snapped his fingers. Ryan has a point but it’s just way too reckless, he’s an alpha he could see right through her in no time. But I can’t seem to even figure her out so i don’t know maybe it is our only shot.

I said, and he nodded. “What am I to find?” “Anything that would lead to her. I want to know why she was cast out. Look for a Lia Volkov.” He looked at the door for a second before turning his attention to me. “An Alpha born who was cast out a rogue by her pack… pretty sure that we already have our options narrowed. But she is not from here. We would have known if she was.” He said, and I ran my fingers through my hair.

He's practically the devil,' I said to myself, knowing that I was trapped there forever. 'Goddess, what kind of life is this that you've planned for me?' I pleaded with her. The skies outside started to darken and thunder rumbled in the distance. It wasn't coincidental, it was symbolic. "How ironic. Thunder, lighting and heavy rainfall rolls right about when the Night Reaper loses his temper and attacks one of his own men. He has never and will never know what it means to be human. Cassian Grant is nothing else but the Night Reaper. A ruthless and murderous Alpha who lost his humanity ages ago."

He clenches his fist into a ball, glaring down at the water. "The seas are marked by Assan, the king of the seas. He's now covered in Assan mark, blending in with the scent of the sea." I look back over at the alpha king's mate as she shifts back, slowly standing to her feet. I got what I need, they'll come for her. I walk over grabbing her by her arm, forcing her to walk, heading back.

“You’re kidding, right?” Cassia shakes her head. “I wish I was kidding, Conlan.” She looks around nervously, then focuses back on me. “I…I think it’s better if I stay with my mother.” Before I can refute her argument, Draco approaches. “Cassia, are you alright, sweetheart?” Cassia runs into her uncle's arms and holds him tight. “I’m fine, Uncle Draco. I want to go home. Could you please take me home?” She cries out with a broken sob. Draco’s eyes hone in on mine as if waiting for me to take command of the situation. However, Conlan steps forward first. “I’ll take you home, Cassia.” He doesn’t look at me, opting to speak to Draco. “I can protect her. I’m an Alpha.” Clenching my teeth, I pus