Cassandra’s POV“Was I supposed to let you bleed out on my couch?” I ask him, he seems to consider the question then shrugs. He groans and stands up.He looks around my living room, “Cozy,” he says before turning around, “You got anything in your kitchen?” he asks already walking towards the kitchen.I quicky follow him, he is injured yet he manages to eat up the floor in long strides, “What happened last night?” I say slamming my fridge shut when he opens it.He raises a brow and gestures down at his body, “What does it look like?”I place myself between him and the fridge before he has a chance to open it again, folding my arms I say, “I need a less vague answer.”He looks down at me, a smirk playing on his bruised lips. He suddenly leans forward, completely entering my personal space. I squeak in surprise and his smirk only gets deeper, he leans his face close enough for me to hear his ragged breath, “That’s all I can give you princess,” he whispers softly and his breath tickles my

Cassandra’s POVOn the way to my apartment, I am jumpy and hyper aware of my environment. I am turning at the slightest noise, ready to pounce if anyone shows up. Lydia keeps giving me weird looks. We get to the apartment just fine but I still hold my breath, I am still expecting something bad to happen. This is a bad idea, no, this is a terrible idea. We get to my door and I glance at Gerta’s door to check if it is still locked, my werewolf hearing cannot pick up any sound from her apartment. She really is gone.I unlock the door and walk through; Lydia follows immediately after and locks the door with all three bolts. She turns to me, “Is that better? We wouldn’t want anyone scaring you to death,” I really do not appreciate her sarcasm, I am the one on edge right now.I ignore her and head for my bathroom, as I predicted the necklace is on top of the sink where I left it last night while treating Ray’s wounds. I breathe a sigh of relief and grab it, clenching it in my fist I return

Lydia’s POVI wake up with a patched mouth, groaning I reach for my bedside where I always keep a bottle of water handy. My hand comes up empty, but what forces my eyes open is that instead of the hard wood of my bedside my hands touch cloth. Specifically, clothed human flesh. I open my eyes and in front of me is an older man, he is handsome in that Goerge Clooney kind of way complete with the gray highlights in his hair indicating his age.“Who are you?” is the first thing I say, he smiles and looks down. I follow his gaze to see that my hand is on his thigh, more specifically clutching the thigh. He has very firm thighs. Embarrassed at being caught groping I remove my hand.“Easy,” the man says and helps me sit up, his voice is smooth and I swear if my world was not already spinning, I would have swooned. He helps me rest on the head board, “Better?” he asks me and I nod.I look around the room, “This isn’t my room, my place is nowhere as nice as this,” I say groggily then cough, “C

Cassandra’s POVWe return to the house with Lydia and Lia, the werewolf who was put in charge of Lia follows us and I get the feeling that she does not like me. She keeps throwing me scathing looks when she thinks I am not looking, she was surprised when Ray told her Lia would be coming with us and immediately voiced her refusal.We arrive at the house and Gray parks the car, the werewolf leaves immediately but not before throwing me one last scathing look. The rest of us walk to the house, Lia attached to my side and clutching my hand tightly.“What pack are we?” I ask immediately we step into the house.Ray glances at me, he transfers Lydia to the Ethan before replying me, “What makes you think we are in a pack?”I raise a brow, “I am not stupid Ray.”“Why don’t you go stay with your mom, Lia,” he turns to Lia still attached to me. She looks to me and I nod softly, slowly she detaches herself from me and follows Gray up the stairs. Gray glances back, looking between Ray and I but he

Cassandra’s POV“We are having bon fire tonight to celebrate our new home,” Tessa tells us, “The council members will be more relaxed and easier to charm then.”She walks away after that and Lydia and I stare at her retreating back, “I like her already,” Lydia announces.Ray smiles and leads us to our tent, he stops in front of a somewhat big tent, “It would have to do for now till we get more supplies.”I bend down and looks inside, Lia is inside fast asleep on a sleeping bag, “What did the council members say about Lia,” I ask him.“They are not ruthless to kick a little girl out just because she is human.” Ray tells me, “There are some clothes inside, the outhouse is some distance away and so is the make shift bathroom. Make yourself at home.”He leaves us in front of the tent and I crawl in followed by Lydia, the tent is just big enough to fit Lydia and I. Lia is small enough to squeeze in. I look around the small space, this is going to be my life for a while.Lydia turns to me a