Chapter 194: Caged Wolf
Cassandra~
I was drugged.
Darkness clawed at the edges of my vision like something alive. Hot. It burned behind my eyelids, twisted in my gut, and pulled me down like chains in a lake. I struggled to surface. Every time I did, I was dragged under again.
But voices—low and taunting—pierced through the fog.
"She bewitched him. Had to. There’s no other way Lord Sebastian would ever... choose her."
That voice—male, haughty—flicked against my mind like a whip. I blinked slowly, catching slivers of light slicing through the metal slats of a van—no, a truck. My body shifted with every bump in the road, my limbs sprawled like broken branches.
"She’s not even a vampire or a real werewolf. She’s a rogue. A hunter. She kills our kind, and somehow he... marked her?"
Laughter, sharp and bitter, followed that.
"She used demon magic," one of them snarled, voice dripping with disgust. "There’s no other explanation—she reeked of it."
Another vampire nodded grimly. "Props to Brent. If he hadn’t caught the scent on lord Sebastian and raised the alarm, we’d still be in the dark while she played puppet master with our lord."
Brent. My mind latched onto the name. The youngest. The observant one. My brain, though thick with whatever they injected into me, managed to stitch the pieces together. Brent must have been watching Sebastian. He noticed the change. Then he followed the trail and found me.