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Undressing My Mate
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When Elessia opened her eyes again, she was in the bed that had once belonged to Isidora and had now become hers.
She looked around, disoriented.
“Dora? Girls?”
Where were
When had she passed out and been brought here?
Elessia si
uncertai
nk back against the pillows, tired of all the gaps in her memory and the constant
The
in
emembered was being in that strange matchmaking house, drowning her disappointment male had all but stood her up.
sting Cassian had done, he’d suddenly seemed far too eager to get rid of her.
mething to make him uncomfortable?… Goddess… Why do I even care what that male thinks?”
at herself, unable to make sense of her emotions.
er he told her they were mates, something stirred inside her. Elessia could feel that Cassian wasn’t
s, she trusted Isidora, Legna, and the girls, and they’d confirmed it too.
brought a hand to her chest, feeling a suffocating emptiness.
needed to get out of these four walls.
ortunately, the wounds he’d suffered in that strange fall he couldn’t remember had already healed.
At least his body had recovered… but not his mind, nor his connection to his wolf.
She decided to take a nice, long bath.
It was already nighttime, and surely everyone had retired to their chambers, but when Elessia got out of bed, she heard a commotion that drew her out onto the balcony.
She leaned over the railing curi
down from the horse the
Elessia covered he
ithout even
irs leadin
in time to see several warriors helping a badly wounded Cassian
e, following the route she remembered to the
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The castle was enormous, but Elessia arrived just in time to find the men carrying Cassian between them toward his room.
“What happened to him?! Oh, Goddess!”
She stared in horror at all the dried blood caked across his skin.
“Don’t be alarmed, Miss Elessia. He’s not in danger. His Majesty gave him some of his blood. He only needs time to recover…” One of the warriors spoke to her respectfully.
By now, everyone working in the palace knew how important this woman was to the queen.
“Take him to his room. Hurry…”
Elessia took charge without even thinking twice.
Her eyes stayed fixed on Cassian’s furrowed brow.
How had he ended up like this?
She wanted to ask, but when she tried, the men only gave her evasive answers.
“Lay him here.” She pulled back the sheet, and they carefully placed him on the bed.
Just then, more maids arrived carrying medicine and clean bandages for any wounds that still needed tending.
Elessia knew the right thing to do was step aside, but when she saw one of them lean over to unbutton Cassian’s shirt, she couldn’t bear it.
“I’ll do it…” she told the girl, taking hold of her hand and moving it away from him.
The woman frowned.
It was obvious she didn’t appreciate receiving orders from another servant.
“You work for Lady Isidora. You don’t need to wear yourself out over something so unnecessary…”
It sounded as though she was saying it for Elessia’s own good, but Elessia caught the jab immediately.
She’d spent her entire life as a servant.
She opened her mouth to answer, but one of the warriors did it for her.
“If Mr. Cassian’s mate wants to care for him, don’t stand in her way. No male likes being touched by a female who isn’t his mate…”
“She’s… his mate?”
The girl looked stunned, but something flashed deep in her eyes.
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She looked at Elessia again, barely managing to hide her envy and hatred.
It was obvious now that she had some interest in Cassian.
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“Leave now, and you two wait outside in case Miss Elessia needs you,” ordered one of Cassian’s senior
warriors.
Whatever they were feeling, whether it was resentment, envy, or something else, they had no choice but to swallow it and leave.
Elessia’s cheeks turned slightly red.
Thank you… but you shouldn’t have told them we’re mates. Maybe… he didn’t want anyone else to know…”
“Mr. Cassian gave us permission to speak of it openly, unless you would rather we didn’t… Forgive me if I overstepped, but I thought it was necessary.”
“It’s all right…”
Elessia lowered her gaze to Cassian as he breathed slowly on the bed.
Wasn’t he ashamed to be mated to a simple servant?
Something warm stirred inside Elessia’s chest.
“One of us will stand guard outside. If you need anything, just ring the bell.”
“Thank you.”
Elessia thanked them once more and watched them leave.
No one had called for a healer, and it didn’t seem necessary, so she quickly set about checking his injuries.
Her hands moved deftly as she carefully removed his shirt and examined his bare torso.
She went into the bathing chamber and brought over a basin with several soft sponges.
Leaning over the bed, she began running a damp sponge over him, cleaning away the blood and revealing the claw marks, bruises, and bites still covering his skin.
He’d been in a fight… with more than one wolf.
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