Marrying a Warhound (Cassian) novel Chapter 91 read online

ATASHA’S POV

I couldn’t decide what was more insane, letting the monster who nearly tore me apart shield me, or pouring my strength into healing him and praying he’d save me from something even worse.

For what felt like forever, I stared at him. Then another shriek ripped through the clearing. Cassian’s head snapped toward the sound, and in the next instant, he lunged.

The bat tried to rise, wings flaring, but this time Cassian was faster. His wounds no longer slowed him. My healing still pulsed through his body, sealing torn muscle, closing every gash that had nearly crippled him before. His claws hooked into the bat’s side, dragging it down. Snow exploded around them as his fangs ripped into its neck.

The bat screeched, lashing out, its wings beating against him with enough force to shake the trees. But Cassian held on, snapping his jaws across the base of one leathery wing. The sound was sickening, a tear like fabric ripping, only wetter, blood spraying as the wing crumpled uselessly to the ground.

I stumbled back a step, my hands shaking, my body pressing closer to the wall of the cave. I could’ve run inside, hidden where he couldn’t reach me. That would’ve been the smart choice. But I didn’t move. Goddess, I was an idiot. Instead, I stood there, pinned between fear and something else I couldn’t name, watching him fight.

The bat swung its remaining wing. It was a wild desperate strike, but Cassian ducked under it and slashed upwards. His claws ripped through the second wing, tearing it apart until the creature shrieked and crashed into the snow, grounded.

Cassian didn’t stop. His massive wolf form bore down on it, claws pinning its chest. His jaws opened wide and, with one brutal bite, he tore through its throat. Blood sprayed, hot against the snow, steaming in the cold. Then, with another wrench of his head, he ripped the creature’s skull free from its body. The bat’s shriek died instantly, its headless corpse twitching once before falling still.

The clearing fell silent, except for my ragged breathing.

Then Cassian turned. His glowing red eyes locked on me, unblinking. My back was already pressed against the cave wall, but I swore my body tried to press even further, every nerve on edge.

And then… he jumped.

In one damn movement he was there, towering over me. I froze so hard my lungs forgot to work. His claws lifted, and for a terrifying moment I thought he would tear my throat open.

But instead, the tips brushed against my cheek.

I shut my eyes, my breath stuck in my chest. His touch was cold and warm at the same time, the sharp edge of claws pressing but not breaking skin. Then… out of nowhere, I heard the sound of bone cracking.

My eyes snapped open.

Right in front of me, his body twisted again. Bones shifting, skin stretching, fur receding. The massive wolf

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shrank, limbs folding, his chest heaving as if the transformation itself was ripping him apart. Claws shortened into hands. His fangs retracted. His snout shrank into a jaw, blood dripping down his bare skin.

And then he was there, Cassian, standing in his human form, bare–chested, sweat and blood streaking his body. His hair stuck to his face, his chest rising and falling as he stared at me with those same red eyes, only

softer now.

He let out a short snort, almost like a laugh. “Foolish,” he muttered.

I blinked at him, stunned. The word barely made sense before his body tilted. His knees buckled, and he collapsed forward.

“Cassian!”

I stared at him, his body sprawled across the stone, unconscious but alive. My throat tightened as I sat on the cold floor. My arms felt like they’d been ripped from their sockets, my whole body trembling from the effort of dragging him back.