Marrying a Warhound (Cassian) novel Chapter 78

Chapter 78

Chapter 78

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We were only halfway through the ride. Another two or three hours stood between us and the northernmost outpost when Cassian’s eyes suddenly snapped open.

This time, something was wrong.

“Mendez, hold him down,” I ordered quickly.

The moment his eyes opened, Cassian lunged at Mendez with sudden strength. The carriage rocked from the impact. I grabbed his arm and pushed my ability into him, trying to force his body to calm, to shut down the surge. But instead of weakening, he seemed to grow stronger under my touch.

Mendez struggled to restrain him, his arms locked around Cassian’s shoulders. “My Lady—” he choked, his breath cut off as Cassian shoved against him, “ugh… I can’t—”

“Mendez -” I didn’t finish. Cassian’s hand shot up and closed around Mendez’s throat. The carriage lurched as Mendez slammed back onto the bench, boots scraping for leverage. Cassian’s other hand locked on Mendez’s forearm and squeezed. The sudden movement

made the wood creaked.

“Cassian!” I grabbed his wrist with both hands and tried to pry him off. His skin was hot. The tendons under my fingers felt like cables. He didn’t look at me. Instead, he bared his teeth and tightened his grip. Mendez gagged, knees knocking against the trunk under the seat.

“Let go!” I shouted, bracing one foot against the bench and pulling as hard as I could. Cassian’s arm didn’t budge. Then, without even glancing my way, he swung and backhanded me. The blow landed on my shoulder and threw me sideways into the wall. My spine slammed against a support beam, sending a sharp jolt of pain up my back.

I grit my teeth, anger cutting through the ache. Pushing off the wall, I lunged back at him and drove my fist into his ribs. It was a clumsy punch, and the impact burned my knuckles more than it hurt him. He didn’t flinch. The only reaction I got was him turning his head toward

1. me.

He looked at me.

His eyes burned an unnatural red like blood spilling fresh. Then slowly, his mouth pulled into a crooked grin, showing teeth that promised nothing good. Then came the sound, a growl, deep in his chest, rough enough that the boards under our boots seemed to carry the

vibration.

“My Lord-” Mendez rasped, his voice strained as he tried to twist out of Cassian’s grip. He

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managed to grab Cassian’s wrist, but it was useless. Cassian let go only because he decided to, not because Mendez forced him.

He straightened to his full height, his shoulders nearly scraping the roof of the carriage. When he stepped toward me, the space shrank instantly. I backed up until the panel pressed against my legs. There was nowhere else to move.

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