Nesta And Cassian Novels & Stories

"Cassandra dear, these are my handsome sons, Dennis, Daniel, and Derrick. Alphas of the Red Moon pack and CEOs of our company." Cassandra smiled. "Nice to meet you three." "Excuse me, I have other matters to attend to." Mom walked off, leaving just the four of us. Sneaky woman. Cassandra's eyes scrutinized us. Her movement displayed seduction and at the same time, innocence. "So, alphas, won't you offer me a table?" We got all jumpy at the idea and showed her a table with four seats surrounding it. Derrick rushed off to get drinks, and Daniel and I sat opposite her.

“And I also saw documents that tie your family name to more than just financial fraud. We’re talking military-grade experimentation. Civilian casualties. International trade of illegal tech—” “I know what I’m talking about.” “You always do,” Crane said, and Anaïs could hear the bitter edge he wasn’t trying to hide. “But the rest of us are the ones who keep ending up in the crosshairs.” Cassian walked over to the workbench and sat down beside her. Not touching her. Not even looking at her at first. But his presence was steady. She could feel his shoulder close to hers, like it was his way of saying I won’t do this without you.

“Can you fucking hear yourself? I don’t love you, Rael, and I never will. It’s the goddess’s mistake for pairing us together, and if it stops your plans of ruining the world, then I will gladly give up myself. I could go down in history as the Beta who sacrificed himself and his mate for the peace of the world; that’s worth dying for.” “Peace?” Rael echoes the word, and then he bursts into a dark laugh. “You seriously think your death will bring peace to the world and perhaps the Ashbroune pack will be grateful for your sacrifice, don’t be such a pathetic fool, Cassian! There will be no peace as long as alphas like Alpha Dagon exist.” He roughly lets go of Cassian with a shove. He pants heav

I needed to find Kale, but first I needed to find Lila and end this, before she bled us dry. I was halfway back toward the Tower when I found Cassian leaning against a steel pillar near the exit, arms crossed, that same smug, unreadable look plastered across his too-handsome face. "You look tensed, Alpha," he drawled lazily. I didn't slow down. "What do you want?" Cassian straightened, falling into step beside me. "We need to talk about Celina," he said. That stopped me cold. "The hell about her?" I growled.

Hannah stood there, looking nervous as her eyes darted between Selene and Cassian. “Um, sorry to interrupt, boss,” Hannah stammered, holding a tablet. “But the delivery team just finished installing the main company logo sign by the front entrance. They need you to sign off on the layout before they leave.” Selene felt a wave of relief. “Of course. I'll come out right now.” She gave Cassian a pointed look. “My husband was just leaving anyway. I’ll walk him out.” Cassian’s eyes darkened at the word husband, knowing exactly how fake it was in this moment. But he simply adjusted the cuffs of his suit jacket and gestured for her to lead the way.

Cassian had faced television audiences. He had faced investigators. He had faced public backlash after HeartLock collapsed. He had even faced Bianca during an argument. Nothing compared to Selena's mother. "You're nervous." Nova sounded far too pleased. Cassian looked up from his coffee. "I'm not nervous." "You've checked your shirt collar six times." "Seven," Ethan corrected. Nova pointed triumphantly. "See?" Cassian immediately regretted agreeing to meet them before dinner.

Everything was for her. And then there he was. Cassian stood shirtless, his body a map of power—defined chest, lean muscle, a line of ink that disappeared beneath the waistband of his pants. He held a leash in one hand. The other held a camera. “You’re late,” he said. She wasn’t, but she didn’t argue. She let the coat fall from her shoulders and stepped forward completely naked, the plug glinting under the light. Cassian’s lips twitched.

“Where did the mark disappear, Sigrún?” “Answer me!” Erdem growled and his head snapped back when someone threw the door open. Erdem completely turned around when he saw Cassian barging in. Cassian looked tensed and that was enough to scare him. “What happened?” Erdem asked stepping forward. “Nesta doesn’t seem well. She started to bleed. I have called for the healer.”

Cassian unlocked some vials from his pocket and dropped some of them into the glass. He caught me staring and winked, “It tricks my brain into thinking it's blood. Makes it much more delectable to try out.” He explained. I keep forgetting he's an undead. “Is that all you got from that? We all know Mia didn't kill him.” Jace said. He looked like he was annoyed with Cassian. I see. Neither of them was a fan of compelling. “You will not blame me for thinking that,” Cassian replied after taking a sip. “She's the mate of three of the most notorious and powerful Alphas in this territory. What did you think?”

Both decided to head toward their private pavilion—a place reserved for the alpha and his betas to rest. They reached the natural spring with the pavilion built around it. Just as the twins settled into the water, with wine served, they continued their talk. “Soon, brother, this will all be over when we find Dregan’s accomplice; at least then Syzar will have peace,” Cassian said, just as they heard the door open. They spotted the familiar long-haired brunette—Nyssa. Her smile stretched as she walked over to the males, who stared, confused by her appearance.