Chapter 27: The Alpha's Mask Slips
(Cassandra's POV)
Marina lay on the cold stone floor of the dining hall, her body twisted awkwardly, her injured leg bent at an unnatural angle. Her wolf was agitated, her growls low and faint as she struggled to push herself upright. The pain on her face was eclipsed only by the rage burning in her eyes, an anger that screamed humiliation and betrayal.
"You dare—" she spat venomously, her voice cutting through the tense silence in the room. Her eyes, wild with fury, locked onto me. "You dare touch an Alpha heir?"
Her arrogance brimmed over, fueling her pack. Behind her, the wolves stiffened, waiting for a command. None of them moved, not yet, but it was clear what they wanted—to retaliate, to restore their bruised pride.
This wasn’t about the i
