Chapter 18
Chapter 18
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“Why are you letting that man insult you?” Genevieve’s voice cracked like a whip the moment they entered the confines of her husband’s war tent. “This is our territory, and he- he is nothing but a bastard! Someone born-”
“I dare you to finish that sentence!” Alpha Collin’s fist slammed into the war table, rattling the maps and sending an ink pot skidding dangerously close to the edge. “Go on,” he growled, veins pulsing in his neck. “Say it again and let everyone hear how ungrateful you are!”
Genevieve’s breath caught. For a second, only the thunder outside spoke. Then she narrowed her eyes. “So now you’re siding with that monster?”
Collin’s glare could’ve cut through steel. “Your scheming stops here.”
Genevieve’s face darkened. “What are you talking about?”
“You think Cassian doesn’t know something’s off?” Collin snapped, stepping around the table. “Why do you think he brought Atasha here himself? In the middle of a war zone?”
Genevieve frowned. “He’s her husband-”
“Four brides…” Collin interrupted her. “He has killed four of his brides so far. We all know he’s not the type to play house,” Collin interrupted. “Especially not with someone he barely knows. No, there’s a reason she’s here. He suspects something. And if you are not careful then you will bury this pack with you!”
Genevieve’s spine stiffened. “Suspects what?” How could Cassian even think about Atasha when they are in the middle of a war?
Collin ran a hand through his soaked hair. “The Demon Fangs are using poison. Strategically. Unnaturally. They’re targeting his lieutenants and our strongest. You think he doesn’t realize this isn’t just a mindless attack? That someone’s helping them from the inside?”
Genevieve folded her arms. “And what? You’re afraid of him now? He’s just a werewolf, not as strong as the King”
Celeste, who had remained silent this whole time, finally spoke. Her voice was soft. “He’s not just a werewolf mother and you know that.”
Both parents turned to her.
“Father…” Celeste swallowed. “Lord Cassian didn’t even touch you…. and yet you bled. He made you fall without lifting a single finger.” Her voice trembled. “I don’t think we even understand the extent of his power. I believe, we needed to be more careful from now on.”
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Chapter 18
Genevieve clenched her teeth, saying nothing.
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“I’m telling you,” Collin said. “He’s dangerous. And he’s angry. We have multiple injured men, but most of them were his men. High–ranking ones. He’s not in a good mood, Genevieve. If we keep pushing, who knows what that monster might do next?”
“But we’re almost there!” Genevieve hissed, desperation sharpening her tone. “The plan is succeeding!”
“And it’ll succeed into your grave if you don’t stop,” Collin snapped.
Genevieve turned away, pacing to the far corner of the tent, frustration practically steaming off her. Then she asked, “How the hell did she survive?”
Collin raised an eyebrow. “What?”
“Atasha,” she snarled, whipping around. “I thought you sent the best. So how did she live?”
Collin stared at her for a long, cold moment. Then he let out a scoff. “You were there. You saw what Lord Cassian did to me without even blinking. And have you seen his people? That entire unit–his so–called ‘guards‘–they’re not mere wolves.”
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