Chapter 72: The Setup
(Cassandra's POV)
My head throbbed as consciousness came roaring back. The faint, metallic taste of silver lingered on my tongue, enough to make my wolf stir weakly in protest. My body still felt sluggish, like every muscle was wrapped in chains.
I blinked slowly, taking in the unfamiliar surroundings. Dark curtains. That familiar scent of cedar and frost. Alexander's chambers.
Panic flared for a moment, but my wolf growled softly, grounding me. I forced my body to cooperate, shifting slightly on the plush mattress. That’s when I noticed him.
Alexander.
He was beside me, his silver eyes fixed on the ceiling, his expression carved from stone. His mask was nowhere in sight, and the ominous glow of his black thorns pulsed faintly beneath his collar, betraying his b
