His fingers are touching my thighs, but his eyes hold no emotion for me to tell his thoughts. It’s unusual.

“Cassian?” I press my hands on his chest, but not in a way to resist him, but to feel his heart’s rhythm.

“I told you it's all about the primal instinct,” he says, bringing his lips to touch mine.

My hands let go off his chest as our lips touch, our tongue having a taste of each other. It feels different, not like it used to be.

He withdraws himself from me, and our eyes are locked to each other.

I have so many questions to ask him, but his eyes on me seem to answer them. His face… he was the werewolf who'd stood beside them, and had chased me out of my home.

“It's true… Cassian, it’s true…” My voice is shaky as I step back from him.

“What's that about?” He asks, feigning ignorance of what I mean.

“My parents… you killed them… you stood beside their bodies!”

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Things took a shift after Liam's betrayal of selling me out to Alpha Cassian. It awoke every thought and trauma I'd buried within me, having them come alive to haunt me.

Cassian wanted my essence for his curse, to perform a bloodshroud that was supposed to be his cure and the end of me. But he didn't go on with it. Strangely, he called me his mate. How was that even possible since I was a human and he was a werewolf?

I’d thought a human like me couldn't become a werewolf, but Cassian wouldn't let go of his claim.

I felt darkness and chaos around him, but soon, I started to fall for him. I wanted to keep everything behind me even though the memory of my parents’ death still haunted me.

But at the new leaf I was about to turn, I discovered Cassian must have killed my parents, soaked himself with their blood, and chased me out of my home.

How was I supposed to go on with this revelation?

Kael was at the edge of the bed at the time I entered, his fingers entwined against each other, and his eyes looking at the wall as though his thoughts were displayed on it.


"Kael?" I called, stepping in to grab a towel from the bottom.


I'd pulled off my gown in the hallway before stepping in, and was naked—the cold could squeeze the life out of me. I clenched my teeth, and clasped my arms tightly around my body, but had the rain silence my footsteps. 


I climbed the bed from behind him. Still no reaction. When I got close enough, I wrapped my arms around his shoulders. "Too lost in thoughts about me?"


Soft laughter escaped my lips as I held firmly to him. The towel loosened and slid off, exposing my body again.


"You came in," he muttered, "and I didn't even notice." Then his brows creased. "Were you sneaking on me?"


I rolled my eyes, the smile still broad on my face. "Hell no."


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