Marrying a Warhound (Cassian) novel Chapter 118

Chapter 118

ATASHA’S POV

I couldn’t shake the feeling that from this point on, peace was no longer mine to have.

Half a day had passed since the soldiers at the Northern Outpost had bowed to me, their voices raised in greeting, their thanks spilling out as though I had saved them all. But somehow, it already felt like forever ago. The weight of their stares lingered, heavier than the dungeon air I had left behind. My heart wasn’t at peace.

“Aren’t you going outside?” Grace asked as she handed me a glass of water.

I took the cup, drank, and handed it back before leaning into the headboard. “I’m fine.” Cassian had told me to stay inside the cabin until he returned, and for once, I didn’t argue.

He had warned me that once they saw what I could do, nothing would ever be the same. And he was right. No one called me a witch. No one spat at me. Instead, they bowed, they thanked me, some even looked at me with tears in their eyes. But their eyes unsettled me more than their hatred ever did. They no longer looked at me as a woman. They looked at me as something else.

This should have felt like safety. It didn’t. Their eyes had changed. Some looked at me like I was a blessing. Others like I was a tool. A few stared too long, measuring me the way men measure weapons. I hated that part

most.

“What did Lord Halden decide?” I asked, pulling myself out of it.

Grace set the empty cup on the small table. “Reina is still his heir, for now,” she said. “But that doesn’t make her his only child.”

I met her eyes. She was reminding me of the obvious without stabbing at it. I nodded. I knew that Reina still had siblings. In the north, death is a normal thing. It would not surprise me if Halden Morrow would decide to kill his own daughter.

Cassian had left the choice to Halden. He didn’t give him any orders. Just a look that said, decide and live with it. In the end, Halden chose to keep Reina imprisoned in the outpost until she learned her lesson. Too soft for what she’d done, maybe. But I understood why Cassian didn’t push for worse. The North was held together with fraying rope. One more cut in the wrong place would make it snap.

“Agape and Prince Kaelith are downstairs,” Grace added. “They asked to see you.”

My stomach dipped. Cassian was gone again. He left without leaving a note. A small, stupid part of me wanted him here, if only to take the weight off for a breath. But this was mine. If I was going to wear the title they’d handed me, I couldn’t hide every time the room felt heavy.

“I’ll come,” I said.

Grace led me down the short hall and the stairs to the main floor. The cabin smelled like smoke and metal. Voices carried low from the sitting room. We turned the corner.

Agape rose at once. His hair was braided back, her sleeves rolled up. Prince Kaelith stood beside him, cleaner than most men in the outpost but with a new cut along his jaw and old blood along the hem of his coat. He

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Chapter 118

ATASHA’S POV

I couldn’t shake the feeling that from this point on, peace was no longer mine to have.

Half a day had passed since the soldiers at the Northern Outpost had bowed to me, their voices raised in greeting, their thanks spilling out as though I had saved them all. But somehow, it already felt like forever ago. The weight of their stares lingered, heavier than the dungeon air I had left behind. My heart wasn’t at peace.

“Aren’t you going outside?” Grace asked as she handed me a glass of water.

I took the cup, drank, and handed it back before leaning into the headboard. “I’m fine.” Cassian had told me to stay inside the cabin until he returned, and for once, I didn’t argue.

He had warned me that once they saw what I could do, nothing would ever be the same. And he was right. No one called me a witch. No one spat at me. Instead, they bowed, they thanked me, some even looked at me with tears in their eyes. But their eyes unsettled me more than their hatred ever did. They no longer looked at me as a woman. They looked at me as something else.

This should have felt like safety. It didn’t. Their eyes had changed. Some looked at me like I was a blessing. Others like I was a tool. A few stared too long, measuring me the way men measure weapons. I hated that part

most.

“What did Lord Halden decide?” I asked, pulling myself out of it.

Grace set the empty cup on the small table. “Reina is still his heir, for now,” she said. “But that doesn’t make her his only child.”

I met her eyes. She was reminding me of the obvious without stabbing at it. I nodded. I knew that Reina still had siblings. In the north, death is a normal thing. It would not surprise me if Halden Morrow would decide to kill his own daughter.

Cassian had left the choice to Halden. He didn’t give him any orders. Just a look that said, decide and live with it. In the end, Halden chose to keep Reina imprisoned in the outpost until she learned her lesson. Too soft for what she’d done, maybe. But I understood why Cassian didn’t push for worse. The North was held together with fraying rope. One more cut in the wrong place would make it snap.

“Agape and Prince Kaelith are downstairs,” Grace added. “They asked to see you.”

My stomach dipped. Cassian was gone again. He left without leaving a note. A small, stupid part of me wanted him here, if only to take the weight off for a breath. But this was mine. If I was going to wear the title they’d handed me, I couldn’t hide every time the room felt heavy.

“I’ll come,” I said.

Grace led me down the short hall and the stairs to the main floor. The cabin smelled like smoke and metal. Voices carried low from the sitting room. We turned the corner.

Agape rose at once. His hair was braided back, her sleeves rolled up. Prince Kaelith stood beside him, cleaner than most men in the outpost but with a new cut along his jaw and old blood along the hem of his coat. He

His words tightened something inside me. “You’re telling me there was a chance I would be corrupted by it. And yet, when you told me about the stone, you left that part out?”

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