Novel & Cerita Cassidy Riverdale

He called. Caitlyn sharply raised her head to face him. "Is there anything else you need, sir? " She asked. "You're a strong lady. I truly admire your strength. Keep it up, " He told her with a smile, then he opened the door and walked out. A pool of tears gathered in Caitlyn's eyes as her lips stretched into a wide smile. ... It was three days to the party. Caitlyn realized she didn't have a party dress and was deep in thought about the situation when a loud music from her phone jolted her out of it.

Now we’re out just in time for dinner and my son is sitting with the rest of the kids, happy and perfectly safe, so I focus on getting all the information. Apparently, Cassie kept running until both her and River were exhausted and collapsed somewhere inside the woods. To talk. The girls followed them to hear their conversation (of course) and apparently… Cassie is terrified. Nothing new. My girl has some issues. But they said River sounded really different with her. Soft and vulnerable and it was ‘soooo cute’.

Cassidy, who was about to extend her hand towards the girl's face, brought it down with what seemed like an embarrassed look. "I didn't really expect a hug." She chuckled silently and turned after realizing there was someone standing behind her. Marcellus stared at her for a few more seconds before running after Ashley. "I have no idea who he is." Cassidy said as soon as he was gone. "Marcellus Dexter, Ashley's mate and the daughter of your best friend back then." "I see." She curtly replied and glanced around the hallway. It was still as she remembered it. Her eyes danced around the white walls before it settled on Kyle who had a loving look in his eyes, "I really don't like it when you giv

I found Kael sitting at the breakfast table, and beside him sat Cassidy. Cassidy. She was the daughter of a Beta family close to the Dravens, and also happened to be Kael’s newest bed partner during this time. She loved calling herself his girlfriend. I recalled her face with a fresh wave of bitterness. Of course she would still be here in the mornings, just as she always had been when we were this age; nothing had changed for them in this life. Cassidy’s sparkling hazel eyes snapped up to meet mine the moment I stepped into the room. Her lips twisted into that familiar sneer that I knew all too well.

Mrs Taylor said. "Mom..I'm heading out." Cassidy stood up from the couch. "Where are you going?” "Miss Ria's place! I need to have this conversation face to face and not on the phone.” “Okay. Don’t stay too long.” Mrs Taylor settled to watch a movie. Caleb came back to the living room to get his cellphone. "Who the heck is...miss Ria?" He demanded with a scrunched up face. "None of your business!" Cassidy replied in an unusual raised tone as she made her way to her bedroom.

I hurriedly wiped the tears off my my face, sniffling. “You don't have to clean your tears, child.” Cassidy entered, her steps slow and careful. She looked exhausted. Her skin was pale, dark circles adorning her wrinkled eyes. Her hair was dampened with sweat, yet she stood tall. I swallowed hard. “What are you doing here?” I demanded, my voice almost unrecognizable. “Why are you roaming free in our pack? After everything you did? After Alexa?”

I lament almost in tears. My mother holds me by the arm and leads me to one of the sofas where we both sit on it and she gives me a critical look. "When you mindlinked me earlier about your sudden visit, I knew there was something. Talk to me honey, what's going on over there?" "Mum, it's Cassie. Cassie is trying to steal Elijah from me" "Who the hell is Cassie?" "Cassie, the Alpha of the West Wing Pack. She is Elijah's mate and she lives with us in the castle. She is trying to take Elijah away from me"

It was a very definite possibility that her father just wanted to pamper his wife—give her everything he felt she not only was used to, but deserved out of love. “Are you going to tell me about your trip and stop deviating? Did you meet any interesting people?” IVY asked. “Um…” IVY widened her eyes. She stopped the forkful of mashed potatoes by her lips. “CASSANDRA LYS GRIMALDI! You better tell me what that ‘um’ stands for.” “I met a guy,” CASSIE found herself saying. She hadn’t wanted to think of TALEN, but her body was still buzzing from their night together. If she didn’t know better, she’d swear he stamped himself inside her like he claimed he would.

We sat at our table after greeting everyone. "Hi, Layla." I hear a young girl's voice making me look to my side. I quickly got up, seeing an all-grown-up, beautiful Cassidy walking toward us. She had just turned ten when they had left for Italy; she was now a beautiful woman, all grown up. "Cassidy? Oh my God, look at you? You're all grown-up. Oh, you're so beautiful." I say, hugging her tightly. "You should say! You're gorgeous. And who's this beautiful princess?" she asks, looking at Zoey, making her giggle.

I didn't want her to be in danger, or to have to deal with the consequences of our actions. The next day, I brought Cassie breakfast and coffee before her morning class. I knocked on her door to find it opened by the little blonde one, she introduced herself as Sarah again quickly, and I was thankful for her understanding. She apologized for her messy hair, and I apologized for not bringing her a coffee as well. I hand her the almond milk macchiato I had gotten for Rita. “Oh Rita can’t have dairy though.” She pouts, “but I can!” She nabs the drink from my hand and knocks on Cassie’s door for me.