Blair’s POV
They were still holding on to their delusions–still hoping I’d forgive them.
Gifts kept arriving one after another, like some desperate apology parade. I returned every single one without a second thought.
Cassian watched as I tossed them out, and he couldn’t help but laugh.
“My Alpha summit’s almost over. Want to come back to Skylorne with me?”
I froze mid–movement.
“Skylorne? Isn’t that Lycan territory?”
He raised a brow, like it was no big deal. “Didn’t I tell you? I’m a Lycan.”
Everything suddenly made sense. “So that’s how you were able to force Christian back that day…”
I muttered.
There was a long silence before I asked the question that had been weighing on me.
“Cassian… do you really like me?”
“Do you really not care about my past?”
His gaze was steady, warm. “Blair, I’m a grown man. I know the difference between gratitude and love. I like you. I love you. And I want to protect you.”
“As for your past… all it does is break my heart. I only regret not meeting you sooner.‘
Cassian wasn’t the kind of man who made grand gestures or dramatic promises–but everything
he did was thoughtful. Every word, every action, full of quiet care.
I wasn’t that foolish girl anymore, chasing some intense, all–consuming kind of love. What moved me now were the little things—the kind of love that hid in details.
“Blair… let’s go to Skylorne together. I’ll protect you. Always.”
Just as we were getting ready to leave, Christian showed up.
He looked worse than before–drawn, haggard, weighed down by misery.
“Blair, can we talk?”
I tried to walk past him, but he stepped in front of me, almost begging. “Just one conversation. After that, I swear I won’t bother you again.”
I sighed and agreed. We ended up at a nearby café.
“Blair… is there really no chance left for us?”
I could’ve let go of what happened between him and Carrie. But I couldn’t accept the fact that even when he claimed to love me–he always had Carrie in his heart.
“Christian, the moment you marked Carrie and told her you didn’t love me… that’s when it ended for us.”
“I was such a fool. I stayed, even when I knew I was just her replacement.”
“But that kind of love? It was suffocating. Christian, we both need to move on.”
He didn’t try to argue. Just kept apologizing, again and again.
I couldn’t forgive him on behalf of the girl I used to be. And he knew–even if I did forgive him and agreed to go back, those wounds would never heal.
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