THE MAGE'S PRICE
Cassius’s POV
I turned onto my side, staring up at the ceiling of my chamber. Cold, silent and empty. Sleep hadn’t come easily in days and tonight was no different.
The pressure in my chest had grown worse—restlessness coiling like smoke deep within my mind, demanding movement. Action.
“Enough.”
My wolf growled, pacing behind my thoughts.
We don’t have time for this.” The beast rumbled. *She’s still out there. We should be moving, not lying here like a weak pup.*
I shut my eyes, inhaling deeply. *You think I don’t know that?*
*Then why are we wasting time? Why are we still here?*
“We can’t move without a plan, I replied.”
“If we rush in blindly, we won’t be able to save her.”
*If we wait any longer, there won’t be anything left to save.*
He wasn’t wrong. Every
