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Have you ever pain so raw it feels like your hear is being dragged out of your heart? The type that breaks into pieces you could never find because they are lost to the wind of scorn and shame. Cassandra carries her pain like a weight on her shoulder everyday despite her smiles and jokes, too young to remember what it felt like to have parents before she lost hers to an accident her grandparents do not like talking about she is trying to find the little good life has in store for her. But she is given a brutal awakening when the one person she thought would bring her much needed happiness tosses her aside. So Cassandra runs away from it all, she runs far enough to never feel the despair looming behind her. And she runs into the arms of Ray, handsome, cocky, but caring, considerate, and loving. Cassandra is about to find out love works without the mate ties and build bonds with the most unlikely people. Cassandra is about to find the love acceptance she always yearned for in the most unlikely place.
Cassandra's POV
Ray arrives at our tent the next morning, Lydia is waiting to rip him apart the minute he arrives.
"You asshole!" I hear her scream at him from my position inside the tent.
"Hello, Lydia," he replies calmly.
I step out of the tent and he turns to me, "Here to take me to the slaughter house?"
Lydia places herself between me and Ray, "I'm going with her, I want to enlist too," she folds her arms.
"This has got to be the most ridiculous show of bravery I have ever seen," we both turn to see Gray heading in our direction, he has his usual scowl on his face except this time it has a hint of distaste.
Lydia immediately changes course, "Right, I forgot about the devil."
Gray cocks his head before turning to Ray, "This is the childish bullshit we have to deal with now?"
"Call it what you want asshole, I am still going to join your stupid fight squad," she tells him, meeting his glare with one of her own.
