The Sparring Challenge

My brief, foolish illusion of a peaceful first week shattered into a million pieces on Thursday morning. The chaotic memories of Cassian from yesterday—the undeniable pull, the electric tension, and the furious arrival of Nessa—had kept me tossing and turning all night. The sheer confusion of experiencing the physical signs of a fated mate with two different men tore at my mind. By the time I met