Marrying a Warhound (Cassian) novel Chapter 43

Chapter 43

COLLIN BLACK’S POV

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They were inside Alpha Collin’s study, a room that smelled faintly of old books, worn leather, and the lingering traces of smoke that the maids had yet to fully scrub from the air. The fire hadn’t reached this part of the estate, but it had come close enough that soot had slipped in through the cracks, staining the edges of the tall windows and leaving the curtains dull with

ash.

Beta William stood just a few steps from the large oak desk, a thick parchment in his hand. “Alpha, here is the inventory list,” he said, his tone steady despite the tension in his shoulders. “It covers everything the fire consumed the other night.”

Without lifting his head, Collin extended a hand in a dismissive gesture toward the desk, his other hand still holding a separate stack of documents. “Set it there,” he said.

William obeyed immediately, placing the parchment carefully atop a pile that was already growing with unread reports.

Collin didn’t so much as glance at it. His attention remained fixed on the report in front of him, something related to patrol rotations and troop movements and the Demon Fangs. The destruction from the fire, while unfortunate, was not his current priority. The western border demanded more urgent attention.

After a long pause, he finally spoke again, eyes still scanning the page. “Where is the Luna?”

“She’s in the infirmary,” William replied. “Helping with the wounded.”

That caught Collin’s attention. His pen stilled.

“We ran out of several healing herbs,” William continued, clearing his throat. “Most of them were stored in the supply room closest to the eastern wall, the same wing where the fire started. Because the flames spread quickly through the wooden beams, we weren’t able to recover much. The heat scorched most of the bundles before the guards could get the doors open.”

Collin exhaled sharply through his nose and finally set his pen down, fingers tapping against the desk in irritation. The supply room had been stocked recently, and many of those herbs were imported. Expensive. Difficult to replace on short notice. And worse, he knew that once news of the shortage spread, questions would follow.

Another problem added to an already growing pile.

“Have you kept this matter a secret?” Collin asked as he finally looked up from the document

in his hand.

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“Yes, Alpha,” William answered with a firm nod. His posture remained straight, hands behind his back, but there was a tension in his voice that wasn’t there before. “We’ve made sure the information hasn’t left the inner circle. If news spreads that we’re already running low on essential supplies, especially medical herbs, the Demon Fangs will undoubtedly take advantage of the weakness. Another attack would be inevitable. However, I already sent some letters to our allies. I believe, we will be hearing from them soon.”

Collin narrowed his eyes slightly, as if running through potential scenarios in his mind. He leaned back in his chair, the old leather creaking beneath him, and studied the Beta for a moment longer. “Good.”

But William didn’t leave.

He remained rooted in place, shoulders stiff, eyes flicking toward the door and then back again.

“What is it?” Collin asked, noticing the hesitation.

“Alpha… word has reached us. Lord Cassian is currently within the Crimson Howlers Pack territory.” William paused, watching closely for his Alpha’s reaction. “Three of his lieutenants were reported to be gravely injured. A significant number of his men also sustained injuries during the most recent attack. It seems the damage was considerable.”

That, finally, drew a response.

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