Chapter 22: Desired by Kings
Peace did not arrive.
It simply changed shape.
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Cassandra
Three weeks after the sky closed, the world looked normal again.
The streets of New York pulsed with traffic. Hospitals reopened. Pack borders quieted. News outlets blamed the mountain battle on a chemical explosion, military exercises, mass hysteria, anything but truth.
But Cassandra knew better.
Nothing was normal.
She felt everything now.
The emotions in crowded rooms.
The pulse of storms before clouds formed.
The ache in strangers.
The hunger in wolves.
And the desire in men who looked at her too long.
Especially those closest to her.
She stood at the balcony of Bosco’s penthouse, city lights glittering below, wind lifting her hair.
Jay slept inside.
For the first time in years
