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35. Cassie
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His Unlovable Mate 36. Cassie
It's Dominic. No doubt about it. His voice is thin as paper now, but it’s still him. The last time I saw him was inside the mine. My brain has steadily reduced that whirling terror to a few key images. My father's face, the bloody dagger at my feet. Dominics face, veins pulsing. When he realised, same as myself, that we'd been set up. He knows I am innocent. Dominic had been my training partner. Hours sparring on the heavy foam mats. Sweating, arms in agony from our swords clashing. One day, his expression switched. Steady to fierce before he roughly pressed his lips to mine. Looking back, it was a scandalous move. Seducing the daughter of his Alpha, knowing we weren't mates. At nineteen, I thought he was the bravest, most romantic man on earth. I’d spend blissful hours trailing my hands over his strong torso, admiring his olive-skinned ridges and ripples. His dark eyes sparkled with interest. Four years of blame later, I’m not naive anymore. I trust nobody. However, time appear
His Unlovable Mate 37. Ayr
Under the darkest of night skies, I forced Elle to stare at a pile of bodies. The Elle who simpered and fluttered her eyelashes in the carriage with me on that first visit would have shrieked and had a fit at the sight of a man's guts spilling out down onto the head of another. This Elle was cool, serious. Her simple gold jewellery shimmered under the cool moonlight. This woman was in no need of an Alpha to help her lead as she had so desperately declared. Studying the corpses closely, her amber eyes were constantly flushing with her wolf's golden hue. Studying her silently, I wondered how I ever found her to be identical to her sister. Everything about her features, by mere millimetres, is distorted, forced. At least when Cass waves her arms and calls me a callous bastard it’s genuine emotion. Elle continues staring down at the pile even after men like Beta Cesar look away. That jade-eyed Beta looks edgy, forever glancing over at my men like he expects an attack. Lucas isn't inti
His Unlovable Mate 38. Cassie
Apart from the more than justified robbing of the dead Elder Gunner, I don't think I've ever committed a real crime before. Now I’m following a group of fifty men into a heist against the throne. My father trained me for battles, not robberies. Thankfully, the same rules seem to apply. Clear communication, observation posts, and escape routes apply to both situations. I decided to wear my rich dark blue gown. A dramatic train will flare out behind Pepper as we ride. It's not vanity, I just don’t want to be in disguise anymore. I want them to see my face and realise exactly who I am. A Luna. The rightful Luna. The exiles are not a pack, so we don’t have a mindlink. This means Corbin, his deputies, and I have been running through every scenario on the ground with sticks and stones. What if the guards overpower us if the grain carts can not be moved. There are so many ways this can go wrong, and yet I’m clinging to an idea. A desperate hope. That to stop this grain sale to a brutal
His Unlovable Mate 39. Ayr
Beta Cesar followed us down to the stables with two surly brown-haired deputies. His dark hair and sideburns made his jade eyes pop with colour. He was quiet, methodically prepping the horse's bridles and saddles, placing his heavy armour on his torso. I tried to imagine Cass existing with someone so comfortable with silence. Impossible.The three of us were dressed in black, Lucas and I wearing our heavy metal chainmail on top. The stable crackled with unspoken tension. It feels everyone has a different agenda to the one declared to Luna Elle.I snapped at the group, “Can we get moving?”“Of course, Alpha,” Cesar answered steadily, but without a trace of respect. Both of us are pretending Cass isn’t at the heart of this chase. He knows she is still alive. He was part of the group hunting her at Pemberton. Four years of guarding my mate, did he never look and realise the wonder of her? She struck me, and not just literally, since the instant we met. Has he really remained loyal to
His Unlovable Mate 40. Cassie
Everything felt too easy. The six lumbering carts took forever to get moving. No guards came charging. Multiple tons of grain, a huge unavoidable convoy diverting away from the standard road towards the river bridge, during the afternoon and nothing? “You’re paranoid,” Robyn hissed as I stood up in my stirrups and surveyed the land around us. “There’s nobody there! Corbin wouldn’t get it wrong. He trusts these men. Do you think he’d lead us into danger? His sister?” “No, no, I don’t. I like Corbin. He seems like a good guy,” I whisper back. He listened to my idea to shift, too. There was no arrogance to his leadership.Those who shifted too often in a pack were often scorned. I thought it was mysterious, a chance to look at the world in a different way. Elle, of course, found it barbaric, but then you can’t stick a corset and hoist up a cleavage on a canine. Watching the attack today, I made a quiet little promise to myself. When I find myself alone, with some safe space, my wolf s
His Unlovable Mate 41. Ayr
Exhaustion seeps through to my core. With no sleep and almost constant horse riding it’s left every limb crying out for a mattress and a “get the hell away” sign for the door. But there is no time. Not when Elle has walked me into some kind of stand-off. Her mother’s dark brown eyes, round and wide like a doe look up at Lucas and I, pleading for help. Her fat cheeks are shining with silent tears. /Alpha…I think, maybe…shit/ Lucas starts, but I’ve got nothing, I’m as clueless as him right now. Thankfully, Elle appears in a talkative mood. She picks up the blade but allows its end to trail along the wooden table, ignoring the scratch marks left on the glossy veneer. “So, the exiles got away? A huge fire just before we pounced! Now, what are the odds of that?” Elle’s eyes were wide, innocent. “And falling off your horse Ayr, chasing shadows, how unfortunate.” “I see there is no need to give you a report, Luna Elle,” I reply stiffly. I’m so done with this shit. Thinking I could poss
His Unlovable Mate 42. Cassie
My gamble paid off. Every guard and soldier worth employing must be trying to round up Corbin’s men. WIth guilt squeezing at my chest I hoped they got away. This whole heist was driven by me, and I’ve run away. Because I’m finally choosing happiness. The life I want. It’s going to be me and Ayr. I’m already imagining being back in his packhouse. That huge bed, drowning in cushions and caresses. Or the cliff packhouse, once I’ve had everything of Elle’s burned and thrown out.. I just need Ayr. The rough, primal conquering of my body bound me to him. But it was his tender, understanding patience, which brought me to my knees. Holding my hand against his chest, gently bathing me and holding me while I slept. His fingers trailing over my skin. Treasuring me. But to get to that blissful state again, I need to move an awkward, crooked-nosed obstacle. My sister. The plotting, snakelike creature who killed her own father for a shot at the throne. I tethered Pepper back where I first fou
His Unlovable Mate 43. Ayr
Elle is merciless. Utterly ruthless in her desire to crush her sister. Only now am I realising how far she will go. The idea I could somehow ride out this union, using my influence to manage two packs, is laughable. Pathetic even. She had a plan for everything. In constant touch with the jade-eyed robed cunt Cesar she pulled every string. All with a sickly sweet smile of victory. Hint to Cass about the truth - Cesar drops the banner. Cass dies. Try to harm Elle - Cesar drops the banner. Cass dies. Then Lucas and I die for good measure. Injure myself, cause any diversion. Cesar drops the banner. Cass dies. Twisting my head I searched around the beige and gold royal bedroom for a sign, anything that could help. Every vein raced with painful adrenalin. I've stood in front of dozens of enemies and stared death in the face before. Slashed and hacked my way through flesh and bone. But this fucking demon in pink silk is the one to break me. Elle sauntered to her vanity unit, checking
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