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VHAELOR
I asked as I stepped out of the brush.
I’d torn a piece of fabric from one of Isidora’s clothes scattered across the ground and wrapped it around my hips.
“I wanted to see… where they attacked her…”
Cassian turned toward me, his eyes glowing red, his wolf still close to the surface and his body still wounded from Varka’s attack.
I knew he hadn’t fought back, and that alone had saved him from my rage.
His trembling fist was clenched around scraps of his mate’s clothing.
“Look me in the eyes and tell me you didn’t do this to get rid of her…”
“NO!” he roared at me in a way he never had before.
“Tell me if you really think I’m capable of doing this to any woman, much less my own mate!”
He stepped toward me, rage and helplessness twisting his features.
I’d known him since he was a child.
I knew he wasn’t guilty.
“I believe you. And I’ll help you find whoever did this,” I said through clenched teeth, giving him a nod.
I wasn’t going to apologize for Isidora attacking him.
He’d brought that on himself by failing to protect Elessia.
“Do you have any idea who might’ve wanted her dead? It had to be someone who knew she was your mate and knew she was unprotected.”
There weren’t many possibilities, and my mind immediately went to Counselor Mira.
I’d always thought she was a good woman.
She’d helped me a lot after I lost my parents when I was young, and through everything involving the curse.
But I knew her ambitions went far beyond Cassian’s.
“I suspect my mother…” He lowered his gaze to his clenched fist.
“But I’ve gone over every moment in my head, and she never left the logistics area…”
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“She could’ve ordered someone else to do it. What scents can you pick up here? At least two wolves did this….”
We started tracking them.
They’d been clever enough to mask their real scents with bitter-smelling plants, but of course, I eventually picked up their true trails.
“They’re two of the warriors. Benjamin and Scott. Benjamin is the son of your mother’s most trusted woman…”
I’d barely gotten the words out before Cassian took off running like a madman.
I sighed, thinking about all the trouble still waiting for me.
I hadn’t even gotten a single second to enjoy my new life or the fact that I will finally be able to claim my Estingia.
I headed back through the forest at a quick pace, listening to my wolf ramble endlessly about what he planned to do once we marked her and how he had no intention of letting me take control again for centuries.
“This isn’t the time to be a horny beast. She needs us. She almost lost the friend she loves most. Control yourself.”
“What if Mira did it?” Soul growled, knowing damn well what that would mean.
“Then Cassian will have to choose between his mother and his mate… or I’ll choose for him.”
And I meant it.
If she had ordered this, she would die. I didn’t care who she was.
I climbed the outer walls of my palace like the beast I was.
I could feel the guards watching me as they returned to their patrols.
Many of them stared with genuine curiosity.
It had been years since I’d shown myself openly to anyone.
I’d spent all that time wandering through my realm, searching for some kind of hope.
And I’d found it… My hope was now slumped beside the bed, holding Elessia’s hand.
I entered the room, the strong smell of medicine filling the air, and bent down to lift her into my arms.
“No…”
“Come here. Sit with me in the chair. We’re not going anywhere.”
I soothed her when she started struggling sleepily.
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The moment she heard my voice, she relaxed and let me settle her on my lap in the armchair at the corner of
the room.
I cradled her against my chest and brushed her red hair away from her swollen eyes.
She’d been crying, and the sight of it made my chest ache.
“I promised you she’d be safe. Have a little faith in me, my love…”
I kissed her forehead and tightened my arms around her back and hips.
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