Peniel
Prince Cassian’s hand gripped mine as we slipped deeper into the forest. Instincts keeping up with the sound of growls, low and menacing, just beyond the trees. I whispered for him to avoid bloodshed this time. He paused, his jaw clenched as he swallowed his instinct, a storm brewing beneath his composed exterior.
If there was one thing I knew about Cassian, it was that beneath his calm facade lay a hunger for power, for dominance. And yet, here he was, restraining himself—for me. He didn’t know I was using him. He didn’t know about my past or that Lucian could anticipate my every move. Cassian only knew what I allowed him to see, and for now, that was enough.
He sat across from me in the hidden shacks, eyes locked on mine, their usual silver flecked with something darker. “Why w
