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.

she asked with a level of gentleness that had never been associated with her. “It’s been four years already. Two more years have

younger.”

I walked towards my bed, arranging the items on the side. table. The last thing I wanted to talk about right now was our marriage.

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

67 Blackhearted Cassidy.

the entire

it wouldn’t,” 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 in

“You think I don’t know that? I

my skin crawl. I fought the urge to shake her off.

me pregnant,” she blurted. “My heat is in five days, Ramsey. You

least while we’re

ΠΟΥ

eyes letting out a long sigh. “Having a baby is a big deal. This is not the first time you’re bringing this

solid years, excluding the years we were betrothed before we made our engagement

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

the most ridiculous excuse I’ve ever heard. You told me

my hair. “I did, but…”

around, fucking all those damn Omegas and whores, wasting all

wretched!” I exploded, crossing the room and pinning her with my gaze. “I’ve warned you about

that I’ve spent with you has been filled with nothing else but misery. Just give me

dresser. “I’m sorry!” I sighed. “I’m trying my best to please you.”

time you come to me is when there’s an itch in

raised my hand to stop her but

It slipped from my hands. I didn’t mean to break it. It’s not

Black hearted Cassidy

her. I was this close to finding, Lyla, Cassidy. I wasn’t going to bring her to become my Luna… far from that.. but you ruined it for me because once your mind is set on something,

can burn

than we care to admit!” she shook my hands on her shoulders. “You want, Lyla and I want

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