Marrying a Warhound (Cassian) novel Chapter 86

Chapter 86

ATASHA’S POV

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When he said nothing, I wasn’t surprised. Still, the silence stretched until I couldn’t stand it anymore. My throat tightened, but I forced myself to speak. “Lord Cassian…” I blurted, then immediately regretted it. “I believe this isn’t the best place for that.”

The words came out too fast, too awkward, and the moment they left my mouth, I wanted to sink under the water and never come back up. My face burned hotter than before. Married or not, I couldn’t believe I had just said that.

For once, even Cassian looked surprised. His brows shifted slightly, his eyes narrowing, not in anger, but as if he was trying to process what I’d just implied.

But he ignored me.

Instead, he stepped forward, the sound of his boots scraping lightly against stone as he moved closer to the pool. His cloak came off in one fluid motion, falling over a rock nearby. My heart jumped into my throat.

Oh no. He wasn’t-

The moment his hands went to his shirt, I squeezed my eyes shut. Heat spread through me all over again. If he was about to strip down and climb in here with me, I didn’t know if I’d scream or drown myself first.

But the splash never came.

Slowly, I opened my eyes again, confused. He wasn’t in the pool. Instead, Cassian was crouched near the edge, holding a long, thin branch. He rubbed the end of it against the stone until a strange, sticky liquid oozed out. He gathered it quickly with his hands, then stood and leaned toward me.

Before I could ask what he was doing, his hand came down, and he pressed the substance into my hair.

I froze, completely still.

When I touched my hair, my fingers slipped through the thick paste and bubbles formed. My mouth dropped open. Soap? No, not exactly. But it lathered, foaming as if he’d done this before.

Then he moved.

Without a word, he stepped into the pool and came up behind me. His hand slid into my hair, spreading the mixture evenly, his fingers massaging my scalp with slow movements.

I sat rigid, the water warm around me, my pulse hammering in my ears. I couldn’t even bring myself to speak.

Cassian, the man who had ripped beasts apart with his bare hands, who had nearly strangled Mendez in a frenzy, who had stared at me with blood–red eyes and a feral grin, was washing my hair.

The absurdity of it left me completely speechless.

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I sat stiff as his fingers working through my hair, bubbles running down into the water. The silence was unbearable. Then my mouth moved before I could stop it.

“H–how do you even know about this plant? Is this common in the North?” My voice cracked halfway, and I winced at myself. I sounded like an idiot.

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