CASSIEN
“I swear I'm not a white wolf,” Lyra was freaking out beside us. We had ended the race minutes past midnight and was now on our way back to her room.
“There can't even be a white wolf, there's no history of one since wolf history and that says a lot,” She continued and Lucien whistled.
“Hey say something,” She nudged at me and I raised my eyes to her.
“Yeah,” I tilted my head.
“What's wrong with me Cassien?” She asked, vulnerability spilling through the cracks in her voice.
“Nothing Luna,” I assured. More like assuring myself and my brother. With that, I shared a glance at him.
“Well, something is definitely wrong with me, that I know,” She rolled her eyes, pushing her fingers into her hair.
“And even if, even if something is wrong with you, we're mates. We would fi
