Old and new threats
(James POV) His wolf was on edge. Cassandra's letter was still in his hands. He read it over and over again. Trying to think what to do. It had been weeks since he'd seen Cassandra. Since he left her at the Doctor's office he was on alert. Everything was quiet in the kingdom. Too quiet. His people, now currently gathering outside the castle for him to calm them, rejoiced that Cassandra was found and was safe. But they could sense that without her around again he'd revert to the moody dark brooding king. His wolf craved her. Needed to be near her and their unborn cub. The copy of the sonogram was framed and placed in his office next to a picture of Cassandra. A picture he stole from her beloved photo album. He'd hoped she wouldn't mind much. But seeing her face gave him some comfort. A tin
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