Marrying a Warhound (Cassian) novel Chapter 68

Chapter 68

Chapter 68

ATASHA’S POV

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“So, you are saying that he is supposed to proceed to the northern outpost because of the curse but that arrow stopped it?” I asked.

Mendez nodded, his jaw tight. “The attack happened so suddenly that none of us even saw where the arrow came from. One moment he was issuing orders, the next it struck him square in the chest. By the time we turned, there was nothing there. The shaft dissolved before we could even grab it.”

I frowned. “No one saw the shooter?”

“Not a glimpse,” Mendez said. “And the worst part wasn’t the arrow itself. The ambush was different. The enemies we faced weren’t just beasts this time. They were weaker, but they moved… unnaturally. Almost like they had a mind of their own. They didn’t charge blindly like ordinary beasts. They avoided swords, shifted back the moment steel swung, as if they understood what could kill them.”

A cold feeling settled in my stomach. That wasn’t natural. “So they weren’t beasts.”

“They looked like it,” Mendez admitted. “But something was off. It looked like they were too organized. It was enough to throw the men off balance. That’s why the arrow landed. He was surrounded by his lieutenants, yet not one could react in time.”

My nails dug into my palms. Something about this didn’t sit right. Whoever planned this wasn’t relying on luck. They knew when and where to strike. This must be the reason why Mendez seemed hesitant when I first arrived.

I looked back at Cassian’s pale face. What aren’t you telling me?

“Tell me,” I said, turning back to Mendez. “Has he been going to the northern outpost every red moon?”

“Yes,” Mendez said firmly. “Every three years. Each time the red moon rises, he leaves for the northern outpost. Officially, he says it is to lead the defense during the beast tide. But in truth, it is to contain… this.” His gaze flicked toward Cassian. “To make sure no one sees him when the change comes. He wanted to keep everyone safe.”

“Did no one ever try to find another way?” I asked, leaning back in my chair. “Someplace that could hold him. Maybe an underground chamber, reinforced walls, anything that could stop him from breaking out during the red moon?” My eyes flicked toward Cassian’s still form on

the bed.

The beast tide came at exact intervals, every three years without fail. It was the perfect excuse

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for him to vanish, leading everyone to believe he was only at the front lines. But the question gnawed at me. Why not build something to contain him? Why risk throwing himself into battle when he was at his weakest?

“The Lord’s grandmother tried to do this in the past but… in fact, there is a chamber in the northern outpost. It was specifically made to stop them in their feral state but… ”

“But what?” I frowned.

“But Lord Cassian is too strong.”

“Too strong? What does that mean?”

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