"Lino," Eleanor said, pressing her hand flush to his chest and she took in a whiff of his scent. Cassy's scent mingled with his and Eleanor shook, her wrath great. "She marked you," she whispered but her voice carried well around the room, cold and lethal. "It hurts, El," Lino cried, his eyes glazed with pain, and Eleanor's blonde brows arched at that. "She rejected you?" Why would any woman in her right frame of mind reject the Alpha? But then, saying that Cassy was in her right frame of mind was a stretch. A damn long stretch. "Make. It. Stop." He forced out, each word less coherent than the last, and Eleanor's brows furrowed as she thought deeply on what she was to do next. And she came to a decision. Nothing. She would do nothing. Lino brought this upon himself, so let him feel the pain of her rejection. Let it burn him inside and out. Let him experience all of it. Because she knew Lino. He was a diamond in the rough. Her fire would forge somet
Alpha Zane lunged for her without warning and she swung the blade swiftly in defense, blocking the lethal blow. Has she been an amateur, she would have taken a dangerous cut to her chest. Bad enough to wound her mortally. He would not have swung like that if he didn't know if she was good. He was not going easy on her. Someone must have filled him in on how she fought. "It would seem your 'bird' has told you more than enough about me," she said, cracking a brazen grin, and his grin stretched so wide, she found herself laughing. Her legs wobbled from the impact and she plastered her feet into the sand, having gotten rid of the useless glass slippers seconds ago. Alpha Zane withdrew and charged for her again with insane strength and speed. It was an effort to block it again without her sword clattering away from her grasp. Had she not mastered endurance, it might have been a problem. Had she not practiced so many times with larger males, it might have been a bigger problem. Sh
Lino stared in horror at the hulking Alpha crushing Cassy underneath his weight. Alpha Zane's next words, however, were what confused him. "You lose. Yield, and let us get the mating ceremony started." What in the Goddess's name did that mean? What on earth had they dueled for? Bargained for? The only thing stopping him from ripping out Zane's heart was Kayden and the captain of his sentries who held him back. He couldn't interrupt a duel. There were rules. "No," Cassy said, panting. Her lips looked slightly pale and her eyes were glazed. Her skin looked a tad pale as well. Had she not been eating well? She didn't look as bad yesterday, or the day before. Alpha Zane chuckled, bringing the sharp edge of his sword to Cassy's neck and she inched out of the blade's reach. Lino gave a warning growl that had Kayden inching a step away from the vexed male. "You have lost. Yield," Zane said, voice smug with victory. Somehow, Cassy's stunning blue eyes met h
Another dream, Cassy thought as she wandered through the darkness. She had no form. Or maybe she did, but she felt nothing. She knew she was threading the darkest path but she did not feel her legs. She tried lifting her hands to her face, but she found that her form was incorporeal. "Hello?" She called out into the unending that darkness, but there was no answer. Not even an echo returned to her. "Hello?" She tried again, but as she expected, there was no reply. She moved still...at least, that was what she thought she did. She wasn't quite sure, seeing as she couldn't see herself. Or anything else. There was a soft snarl in the dark and Cassy whirled in that direction, and she stilled when she saw a blue pair of eyes staring back at her. They seemed familiar, somehow. "Pax?" Her wolf yowled and inclined its head towards the darkness as if to say, "Come." But where to? There were no paths--at least, none that she could see. "Where..." Her voice trail
"Wait! What truth? You speak in riddles and expect me to understand," Cassy said. The wolf paused slightly. "There is much you do not know. Or understand. She chose you for more reasons than your death. Yes, it had been a fluke to be corrected. However, from the point upon which you were brought back from the woes of death, you were spoken for. Her Favored, she named you. This is bigger than you, or any sought revenge. She has given you the right to avenge that which was stolen, but there is more to it than that. And until all truths have been spoken, your understanding of all things will be limited." Cassy's confusion only grew. "Why don't you tell me the truth then? What is it that I do not know? What is being kept from me?" The wolf turned, its tail swishing left and right. "It is not my truth to tell. Only after it has been told will I come to you again. Do not fight any of it. It is her will. We would hate to have to find another vessel because of your stubbornness.
With dusk, the news reached them. They had found wolfsbane im the servants' quarters. Jessica had poisoned her. The servant had admitted her crime before the council and was ready for her punishment. Execution. Cassy stared and stared at the food before her. She had lost her appetite upon hearing the news. It couldn't be Jessica. The woman had no motive. It was beyond that. The woman had no single bad bone in her body. She knew Jessica. The woman was kind to a fault. She would never try to harm another. It wasn't in her nature. It wasn't who she was. "You must eat," Lino said, cutting through her thoughts and she raised her gaze to meet his. "Did she really admit to it? What reason did she give? What was her motive?" Cassy gushed, unable to keep her thoughts at bay. It troubled her greatly. Jessica had been the closest thing she had had to a friend in this place. In this castle. When she had been with child, the woman had always been a call away. Having been a
Cassy could not comprehend it. Any of it. She stared at Lino as she tried to understand what he'd said. He would lock her in. He would...he would lock her up, just to prove a point. She blinked back the burning sensation in her eyes and tried to fight against the constriction in her chest. She tried to breathe in, reel her anger back in, but she failed. Her breaths came out as harsh pants as she fought the surging memories of being stuck, alone, in an unending darkness. The darkness that was death. She didn't like to speak of those moments, or even think on them. Many would pay or kill to know what was after death. If indeed, they became one with the goddess after death. But Cassy had experienced only darkness. It had no beginning or no end. No depths or widths. It just was, and nothing else existed within it. Not her grief, not her pain, not her anger. It was a stifling void and it had suffocated her so much that she had wondered if she might die again in the
Cassy decided that she never wanted to visit the dungeons again as she walked down the slime-coated stairs, gown trailing behind her and soaked with grime and slime. She had slammed into the door until it shattered, hoping to make good on her threat to cut off Lino's head when she saw the sentries positioned by her door. He had gotten her escorts for her trip to the most dangerous place in the castle. Her anger had subsided a little. Only a little bit. Though, the said sentries stood by the door, refusing to go any further, she was glad that she hadn't come here alone. Her heart lurched when a wolf barked at her, trying to bite off the bars of its prison, just to get out and possibly have her head. Saliva dripped from its jaw and its eyes held painful hunger. She watched the wolf take a few steps back, only to run into the barred gates again. Cassy forced herself to look away from the wolf, even as her thoughts wondered on what it could have done to get locked down he