Cassie Cage Mk Novels & Stories

The antique objects on the shelves had been replaced by more glowing, moon-shaped balls. "Cassie really went all out, didn't she?" Ayesha whispered, the golden glow reflecting in her eyes. As if conjured by Ayesha, Cassie appeared at the end of the hallway. She was decked in a silvery ankle-length dress with thin straps. She'd gotten rid of her signature pigtails and her hair was done up in a fancy chignon held by a matching silver clip. Her makeup was, of course more eyeliner. She reminded Maddie of Elsa the snow queen.

Grabbing the tools and the letter, I was able to shove them in my pocket as Cassie turned her back to have a seat on the floor. “Yes, they are out right now.” Cassie got comfortable and smiled at me. “I don’t remember seeing you here before.” “Oh, I’m trying out a new hair color. I.. um… need to…” “I’m a little sad. This packhouse has been wonderful but I am moving into my own house today and Penny isn’t here to help me. You know, I remember when I was your age. Full of life. Young and I had so many dreams to what my life was going to look like. My father, Alpha Ivan would spoil me rotten!” Cassie’s eyes glazed over like she had transported back in time. “I saw your mark and I remembered whe

“In, then. And shut the door unless you want half the pack to think you’re proposing.” Inside, the temperature jumps from ‘winter of your discontent’ to ‘sauna built in the seventh circle of hell.’ Cassie’s woodstove is already burning hot, and the living room is a greenhouse of hanging herbs, fermenting glass jars, and racks of medical supplies. A worktable in the center is littered with poultices, bandages, and a single wicked bone saw. “Sit.” She points to a three-legged stool. I obey. Cassie pads around me, eyeing my posture, the shake in my hands, the way I wince when I move my left shoulder.

“Make beyond any doubt you’re all decent, you listen me?” Draco raised his hands in the discuss whereas the other two saluted him with their refreshments. Draco was inquisitive around this lady, this gathered mate, that was making a known playboy an genuine man. She came in wearing a ruddy jumpsuit, strong and tanned arms staying out strikingly, her hair looking apple-red underneath the dim lights of the club after hours. “Everyone,” Claw said. “This is Cassie. Cassie, this is Gage, Leo, and the huge fellow over there is Draco.”

I was just the sacrifice for their love affair. I collapsed, shaking with despair. My hand trembled as I made a call. An impersonal voice came from the other end. "Confirming your Vanishing Package?" I choked back a sob and said yes. The agent continued, "This package helps you remove your identity, cut off your ties, and ensure you can live freely wherever you want. No one will be able to trace you." My thumb hovered over Ethan's contact as I decided to test him one last time. [Ethan, I miss you. Can you come home now?]

EPILOGUE JULIAN Grandmother Alice and my grandmother both held one boy and one girl while the remaining boy was being held by my husband, Xavier. The room was filled with guests as it was our children's year birthday. The babies: Finn, Leo, and Mia all had a smile on their faces as they were held behind the grand cake that was made for them. Looking around the room, I saw Abel, Director James, and a few people working in Xavier's company.

Alex responded. "Her name?" Denzel asked though he knew who it was. He just wondered if that lady understood English because last he checked he warned her from coming any close to his property. "Georgina Wilson," "Let her in," Denzel authorized and he bowed walking out. Georgina cat-walked into the office her head raised high. "What do you want?" He questioned in a cold voice startling her. "I came to see you," "What do you want from me?" "We are supposed to get married for crying out loud, why do you treat me like some piece of trash. You don't respect me one bit,"

The thing I couldn’t stop thinking about. Emery behind the cage-room bar with blue neon hitting her skin while drunk fighters and bikers watched her move between tables. “I’ll handle it.” I set the bottle down harder than necessary. Maddox studied me for a beat too long. “That’s what worries me.” A roar exploded behind us as the next fighters entered the cage. One of them belonged to Cagers: young, fast. Too cocky for his own good. The other wore another club’s cut, bruises yellowing along his ribs.

In fact, she appeared to be quite taken with the warrior. “So nice to meet you.” Gerri turned to Cassie and smiled. “Vander, Talen, this is my assistant, Cassie. She’s here with me to meet the babies.” Cassie waved at both men, taking a step back and not wanting anyone to grab her hand and put it on their very muscular-looking pecs. She might drool and that wouldn’t look good for her or Gerri. “Nice to meet you.”

Cassie said. “Better, we better be doing that.” Cathy mutters. Cassie smiled knowing fully well what she had in mind. She is only pretending to follow the script her sister has played out. She wants more than what her sister is aiming for, she wants to kill Marcelo and everyone related to him. She knew it wouldn’t be easy, that's why she made sure she was able to convince her sister to partner with her. She watched Cathy go into her room, she shook her head at her sister.