Rhysand Cassian Azriel Novels & Stories

“He was immortal. Not just long-lived—truly immortal. They would kill him—only for his body to reform, stronger, whole again. Valerius and the Primarch were powerful, but mortal. They could bleed. They could tire. He could not.” I feel the hopelessness sinking in, even now—centuries later. “It nearly ended there,” Eleanor says quietly. “They almost lost. We almost lost. Until—” She stops, and then her eyes meet mine. “—until the Moon Goddess sent her Priest.” I blink. “Her what?” Her eyes soften. “He was the Alpha of the Castellanos pack,” Eleanor continues. “A man named Azrael Castellanos.” I freeze. “What?” Eleanor nods solemnly.

The newcomer finally shifted his attention back toward him. “My name is Cassian Vale.” Several warriors exchanged looks. Even Darian seemed surprised. Lyra didn’t understand why. Then Ronan quietly spoke. “That’s not good.” “What?” Darian whispered. Ronan’s gaze remained fixed on the newcomer. “That’s not just an Alpha.” The realization spread quickly. “Cassian Vale.” The Alpha of the Crescent Dominion. One of the most powerful wolves on the continent and he had come personally for Lyra. Cassian’s attention never left her.

He says eventually, noises behind him reveal the blonde girl that Flame was arguing with earlier. “Oh please be Darius’ friend.” She grins, pushing the boy out of the way and extending her hand. “I’m Gale. Gale Winters.” “Cain Harden.” I shake her hand quickly before dropping it and turning to the boy again, attempting to be pleasant when I just want him to get the fuck out of my way. “Darius told me we were going Tree Surfing.”

Zelda said and Ameliah looked at her in confusion… “What are you talking about?” Ameliah asked… “The Xavier that was mentioned in this book is still alive and kicking. His real name is Cassius.” Zelda said and Stephen and Ameliah gasped in shock… Zelda adjusted herself in her seat and began explaining the story to them.

He smiled brightly and looked at me. "His birth name is Rainier Faris Draco, mine is Cassian Cyrus Aeron," he stated firmly and I nodded. "People would call him Rainy or say it's going to Rain today, stupid shit like that until he blew a gasket and shredded them all," Cassian stated and shrugged. I thanked him and Everett came in asking if we were ready to travel to the Southern Clans. We all nodded and gathered our things. I said Rouge, well Rainier and smiled at him, making him wonder what was going on which in turn made me chuckle more. I walked over to him and grinned.

Surely, they were well over a thousand men waiting down there. “Ryder might be just one person, but this is the year of Osyron, and I am not taking any chances.” she said with an even voice. “Besides he is Ryder of Astaroth, has that not sunk into your understanding yet? What he is capable of doing?” “I am aware of what the Axeris can do.” the wizard replied in anger, he gripped his staff tightly, causing the red jewel to glow. “He is no different from his predecessors.”

he replied flatly, “by someone who wishes to give it.” Sophia, stationed along the wall with a tray, kept her eyes lowered. The words slid past her like shadows she couldn’t grasp. Abigail set down her glass with a soft click. “You met her, you spoke with her, you saw for yourself that she would suit this house. You cannot deny her worth.” “I do not deny her worth,” Azriel said, voice even. “Only the assumption that I must take her into my life.” Lord Cassian’s gaze shifted toward his son, a silent warning, though he said nothing.

I moved to block Cyrus’s view of the child, baring my fangs to show that she belonged to me. “You cannot kill me Cyrus. I suggest you let us pass, I don’t wish to fight you.” I snarled. “The goddess warned me of your curse, Rhazian.” He smirked. “You may be immortal, but I’m certain you cannot say the same for the child. Would you like to see what the venom we have been blessed with can do to your kind?”

Nothing more. "I am not nothing," I said. "I am Ravenna. Daughter of Kaelen and Elara. Mate of Cassian, Theron, and Lysander. Luna of Blackwood. And I am not alone." The bond blazed. Cassian raised his blade. Theron extended his claws. Lysander raised the dark dagger. The king's smile faltered. The bond, he said. You would use the bond against me. "We would use everything," Cassian said. "Every drop of blood. Every moment of love. Every sacrifice. We would burn ourselves out to stop you."

I muttered, and Zara looked like someone had reached into her chest and squeezed. “I never knew details,” I added. “But I knew enough to know it wasn’t clean.” She nodded once, sharp, controlled but terrifying because that was the version of her most likely to burn kingdoms. --- Cassian’s P.O.V He came to me himself. Interesting. “Ryker.” The Alpha, the territorial storm cloud in human form. He found me at the ruins just before sunset, standing like a man trying very hard to remain civilized. I respected the effort briefly.