Chapter 59: Shadow's Vengeance
(Cassandra's POV)
The first rays of dawn pierced through the curtains in Alexander's private chambers, casting the room in a muted glow. The effects of the moonpool still clung to me, a heavy weight pressing on my body, though I refused to show it. My wolf stirred faintly, reaching for strength, but not from me.
The pull toward Alexander was undeniable and frustrating. I hated it.
Shifting slightly under the thick quilt that covered me, I felt the charge along the mate bond grow stronger. His presence beside me was overwhelming. Even in sleep, the pulse of the black thorns on his chest seemingly reached for me, tangling with my wolf in ways I couldn’t quite describe.
I had been careful to distance myself emotionally, always keeping barriers between
