Dear Cousin, You Will Have My Baby
Cassian held out the tablet, his dirty-blonde hair catching the gym lights.
"Kill them all." I kept bench-pressing, plates rattling with each rep.
Cassian stared. "But you promised Soren—"
I slammed the barbell back into the rack, the steel ringing like a funeral bell. I turned on Cassian, my inner wolf rising to the surface, and the atmosphere in the room shifted. It wasn't just a glare; it was a physical weight, pressing into the floorboards.
The oxygen left the room. Cassian didn't just stumble; he collapsed, his knees cracking against the concrete, the others following him down like gravity had suddenly doubled. They were terrified, and for the first time that day, I felt a spark of sati