Cassian's POV.
Walker’s voice cut off mid-sentence, swallowed by my fury. I didn’t care. I needed answers. I needed to see everything. My wolf tore at my chest from the inside, claws raking through my ribcage, screaming, demanding justice, demanding blood, and I wasn’t going to wait another second.
“Walker,” I said, voice low but shaking with rage, “watch over her. Do not let anyone near her. Keep her safe. You hear me? I don’t care if she cries, screams, even if she begs. Just keep her safe.”
“I… yes, Cass,” he stammered, voice tight, eyes wide. He knew better than to argue. He knew exactly what I was capable of when I was on this edge.
I didn’t waste another second. My hands trembled, a low hum of fury coursing through my veins, as I pulled up the footage recovered from the place Ar
