Marrying a Warhound (Cassian) novel Chapter 132

ATASHA’S POV

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“I am asking you to leave,” he said, his voice lower now, rough, strained, but not angry. “Stay far away from me. Atasha. As far as you possibly can.“.

“And I said I won’t,” I shot back, refusing to move. My heart pounded hard enough to make my chest ache, but I didn’t look away.

His jaw tightened, his eyes darkening. “Do you even understand what you’re doing?”

I lifted my chin. “Maybe not. Maybe I’m not that smart to understand anything at all.”

His breath hitched. His eyes burned into me, and for a second, the air between us felt like it was too small for both of us to exist in. My gaze flicked down, just for a second, to his lips. The movement didn’t escape him. His chest rose sharply, his hands flexing at his sides.

“You’re standing in front of a monster,” he said quietly.

“I know,” I whispered. Then, before I could stop myself, I added. “My monster.”

The sound that came from his throat was almost a growl. He stepped closer until his body brushed mine. The warmth that rolled off him made my knees weaken. He didn’t touch me, not yet, but the nearness was enough to make every inch of my skin ache for it.

“You still don’t understand anything, do you?”

“Then maybe you should be the one to make me understand,” I said before I could stop myself. The words slipped out too fast, too bold, it sounded less like a plea and more like a challenge. A reckless, dangerous one.

Cassian’s lips twitched. “You don’t want that,” he murmured.

“Yes, I do,” I said, though my voice came out shaky. “Maybe I do want to understand.”

He tilted his head slightly, his breath brushing against my ear. “Monsters destroy everything around them, Atasha.”

“Not me,” I said, forcing the words out even as my voice trembled. Even then, I knew for a certain that he… the monster before me would not destroy me.

For a moment, he didn’t move. His gaze stayed locked on mine, searching for something. My chest tightened, and for a fleeting second, I thought about what he’d done, how he’d killed his grandmother, how everyone whispered about what he was capable of. The image flickered behind my eyes.

But I didn’t step back. I couldn’t. Even if he destroyed me, I’d keep standing.

“Even if you destroy me,” I said. “I’ll just heal again. And again. And again.”

His expression darkened further, anger mixing with something I couldn’t name. “You only feel this way

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because I was the first person who saved you,” he said harshly. “Don’t mistake gratitude for something else. You’re confusing me with a savior.”

The words hit me like a slap, but I still met his gaze. “Is that really what you think of me?” I wanted to ask, but my throat was too tight to speak.

“I’ve saved you once or twice, yes,” he added. “But sooner or later, I’ll destroy you. Just like I’ve destroyed everyone else who gets too close.”

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