Cassita Meaning Novels & Stories

Was that Cassia? He walked to the door and stood stunned at the sight, as a whole other host of reactions settled into his bloodstream on seeing Cassia again. She was dressed in long shorts, a peasant-style vest top, her hair tied back, and a bright scarf protecting it from the sun. Bare feet. She and Thea had their heads close together over some pots they were replanting. Since when had Thea and Cassia become friends again? He’d seen the way Thea had frozen Cassia out and had even felt a little sorry for her. But now... it reminded him so painfully of another time, so long ago, that both women started and turned around.

I take a deep breath in, feeling my heartrate slow as I exhale. “Cassidy’s wolf’s name is Nina. Now Nina is a special kind of wolf. Some of you are already aware of Cassidy and Nina, some of you are aware of our history and the mythology surrounding it.” The crowd starts to chatter, theorising what Alpha is talking about. He holds his hand up and they fall silent. “Nina is an Elemental wolf.”

"I see you've brought your... mascot. Does she do tricks? Or just shake in her boots?" "She survives," Barzil said. His voice flat. "Which is more than I can say for your last three battalions in the Borderlands, Cassius." The insult landed. Cassius’s smile tightened. He looked at me. His gaze stripped me down to my caste. "A Null in Barzil-silk," he mused. "Like putting a diamond collar on a sewer rat. Tell me, little thing, do you even know where you are? Or is the altitude making your tiny human brain bleed?"

"She's a healer, and she actually dares to talk to me like that?" Xander hesitated before leaning in to whisper a reminder. "Healer Trista is Alpha Cassian's mate." Isaiah blinked. "Which Alpha Cassian?" "Ironthorn Pack, Los Angeles." "Cassian." "Huh." "Interesting." Isaiah stared at me and laughed. The sound was low and cold, like something being ground between his teeth, laced with a dangerous sort of amusement. Yet, within those laughs, his aura quietly receded a notch.

She looked at Maya with an expression Maya would take a long time to fully read—something between relief and grief, arriving simultaneously, each one making the other more complicated. “I’ve been waiting a long time to meet Helen’s daughter,” she said, before Maya had finished stepping through the door. “I’m sorry it took this long and this much.” “Who are you?” Maya asked. A pause. “My name is Cass. People have called me that long enough that it feels true. Your mother called me that, when she was small.” “When she was small.” “Yes.” “You knew her as a child.” “I knew her her entire life. From the very beginning.”

Out of the darkness stepped Cassia, her gaze cold and unreadable. “You all look so… tense,” she said, a smirk playing on her lips. “Maya, you have no idea what game you’re part of, do you?” Maya’s voice shook. “What are you talking about?” Cassia’s smirk deepened. “Kael, Orion—they both want you. But neither of them has told you the truth, have they?” Kael’s eyes flashed. “Cassia, don’t.” But Cassia ignored him, her gaze fixed on Maya. “You’re not just any human, Maya. You’re… rare. Special. And both of them know it.”

Remuel told Casser. Casser simply looked at Remuel and said, “Thanks, Remuel! But we can’t just resume our journey to the outpost on that cart.” Then, his shoulders drooped slightly. “I don’t have Noha.” “Is that how you call your beast of burden?” asked Remuel. “My scouts did not report seeing it anywhere near the cart.” “She was my carabao,” replied Casser. “But she’s in better hands now. I know she’ll be well taken care of.”

She was just simply the pack slut. "Alright I will be sure to see you later." She said before she planted her lips on mine. I had no desire to return the kiss. She wolves were just not the same now that I had Cassie. I sat down in my chair and continued to think about what to do about my Omega mate. I could keep her as an omega and continue to mate with her or I could risk everything and name her as my Luna. Perhaps if I named her as my Luna she would realize I wasn't taking Tina away to hurt her but because I had to. The problem with naming Cassie as my Luna I would risk the girls in my pack without mates reporting me to the elders. As of right now all the girls think she is just an

Cassius was eyeing him from head to toe, examining everything about him. "What is this stupid rat mumbling about, honey?" Cassius asked and points his index finger on the phoenix's head. Napangiwi ako. "I don't know. And stop calling me honey, dimwit." Mas lalo akong napangiwi nang makita ko kung gaano nabali ang kaliwang braso ng phoenix. The bones created a crunchy sound making me step back and avoid my eyes from them.

Cassia. She was furious. Tears gathered in her eyes, but she refused to let them fall. Forcefully, she grabbed his arm and dragged him toward her car, shoving him inside. Climbing in after him, she ran her hands through her hair in frustration. Turning to face the trembling Darvan, she pressed her lips together, struggling to hold back a string of curses. But her restraint didn’t last long. Even in his pitiful state, he muttered the one name that always broke her resolve: Cassia.