67 Black hearted Cassidy…

Ramsey

I opened the door of my bedroom, finally letting the façade of smiles I’d had on my face all day.

I’ve just come from my grandfather’s ward in the pack hospital, he’s doing well at least. Although he’s still unconscious which the doctors said was due to the deep bites from the Ferals and the heavy treatment done on him afterwards but he’ll be awake soon.

As I entered my room, the sight of Cassidy pacing near my window made my blood boil with frustration. As if living every day with her in the same packhouse wasn’t torture enough.

I wasn’t in the mood to deal with anyone now especially not her. I crossed the room without acknowledging her as I began to undress. I started with the buttons of my shirt, though they felt particularly stubborn tonight.

Finally, I slipped out of the shirt, tossing it onto a nearby chair.

“Ramsey,” she finally spoke. “How is your grandfather? I tried to visit him earlier but they wouldn’t let me in.”

I moved towards the dresser and busied myself with removing my rings and placing them carefully on the ring plate. I picked up my discarded shirt and threw it into the laundry bin, putting enough distance between me and her. Anything to make sure she doesn’t come close.

“Ramsey?” she queried.

“I asked the hospital staff and the guards on duty outside his ward not to entertain any visitor, I said flatly. “At least until he’s recovered. He’s not in the best shape right now. It’s better if people don’t see him like that.

“Sure!” Cassidy nodded “I understand. “And what of you? How are you holding up? I heard that Alpha Logan died.”

“I’m fine!” I said with a clipped tone” A lot of people died that day, Cassidy. Alpha Logan was just

one of them.”

As I talked, I busied myself with arranging my things hoping she would take the initiative and leave.

We both fell silent before she cleared her throat and turned to me. I could feel it coming – the conversation I’d been avoiding for months.

with her. “It’s been four years already. Two more years have passed since the Moon

younger.”

my bed, arranging the items on

in the mood for marriage talks right now. Plus, wouldn’t it be inappropriate

67 Blackhearted Cassidy.

ceremony now when the entire country is in chaos?”

she said fiercely moving close to me. “Our marriage would give the people hope! It would show them that you’re in control of the White Moon Throne and that it can protect them. The people are losing faith after so many deaths

think I don’t know that? I don’t just have the emotional capacity to think about a

crawl. I fought the urge to shake her

“My heat is in five

I am still in my fertile years and at least while we’re still waiting for you

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big deal. This is not the first time you’re bringing this up. I am not ready to be a father.

me. “Me? Paranoid?” Don’t I have every right to be? “We’ve been engaged for four solid years, excluding the years we were betrothed before we made our engagement official. And what have I gotten in return? You won’t even mark me. You won’t share my bed constantly with me. You won’t even

women, Cassidy. You agreed that the mark would come later. Someone else has my mark on

snapped. “That’s the most ridiculous excuse I’ve ever heard. You told me you rejected her

a hand through my hair. “I did,

asked, tears brimming in her eyes. “You go around, fucking all those damn Omegas and

pinning her with my gaze. “I’ve warned you about calling her names. Stop it!”

softly. “Every waking moment that I’ve spent with you has been filled with nothing

“I’m sorry!” I sighed. “I’m

“You don’t try… you’ve never tried. We go weeks without talking to each other. The only time you come to me is when there’s an itch in your crotch and there’s no way to satisfy it. Is this

my hand to stop her but

my hands. I didn’t mean

Black hearted

her. I was this close to finding, Lyla, Cassidy. I wasn’t

can

she shook my hands on her shoulders. “You

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