Chapter 85

• Cassian’s POV
• Dallas stirred, her eyes fluttering open. The first thing that hit me was the pain radiating off her like wildfire. Every movement made her flinch, but she fought it, head held high, teeth clenched against the agony. Even wounded, she carried herself like a warrior of the Frostclaw Pack. My heart clenched.
• I could see the confusion in her gaze, the way she searched the room. Her children were not here—but soon, they would be. I took a steadying breath and made my decision. There was no turning back.