Rox POV

***Rox’s dreams that night***

In the middle of the night, outside my house, Cassian's gaze lingered on me, a playful glint in his eyes. He leaned closer, his voice low and teasing.

“You're quite the enigma, Rox. I can't help but be drawn to you.”

I smiled knowingly, amusement lacing my tone. “Is that so? And here I thought you were just another charmer making small talk.”

Cassian chuckled softly, his nearness sending a shiver through me.

“Oh, I assure you, my dear, there’s nothing small about the talk I have in mind.”

I raised an eyebrow, playful challenge lighting my gaze. “And what exactly do you have in mind?”

With a daring smirk, he leaned closer, his breath ghosting over my skin. “Let’s just say, Rox, I’m not one to shy away.”

My heart fluttered at the suggestion, but I matched his tone with a smirk of my own. “Well, Cassian, I’ll warn you now—I’m not easily swayed.”

Cassian’s grin widened, his eyes sparkling with mischief. “Oh, I do love a challenge. But I suspect you’re worth every bit of the effort.”

We walked under the stars, his arm wrapped around my waist. My gaze fixed on the ground, my heart pounding with a mix of excitement and apprehension. Cassian, sensing my hesitation, stopped, pulling me closer. His voice dropped to a low, commanding murmur.

“You know, Rox,” he said, his breath warm against my ear, “you have a way of driving me wild.”

My cheeks flushed at his boldness. My heart raced, my body responding despite my effort to stay composed. “Cassian…” I whispered, my voice a breathy moan.

He tilted my chin up, forcing me to meet his intense gaze. “You’re mine, Rox,” he declared. “And I intend to claim you in every way imaginable.”

My breath caught at his words, my body instinctively leaning into his. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer until barely an inch separated us.

“Cassian,” I whispered shakily.

His grip tightened, his touch a mix of comfort and possession. “I love when you say my name.”

Cassian’s nose flared as he whispered against my lips. “I can smell your arousal, baby.”

I leaned in to meet his lips—just as my alarm blared, shattering the moment.

“Ugh,” I groaned, slamming my pillow over my face.

Blinking in confusion, I sat up, the dream’s vividness clinging to me. “What the hell kind of dream was that?”

Why had I dreamed of Cassian? Why had it felt so real? And where the hell was Mist?

‘Ok, I’m back,’ Mist’s voice broke through. ‘Yes, I saw his Lycan looking for me.’

‘Can you not disappear like that?’ I shot back, my curiosity piqued. ‘And what do you mean his Lycan was looking for you?’

‘He’s the one,’ Mist replied simply.

I lay on the bed for a while, reflecting on what Mist had said earlier about Cassian. I found myself thinking more and more about him—imagining how he looked under his clothes, how he would look fresh from a shower, or when he was dressed casually. The thought of him being "the one" helped explain the vivid dreams and feelings I had experienced recently.

As I lay there, I began to feel a new sensation—my body was more sensitive and aroused than ever before. I felt my heartbeat quicken, and a growing warmth spread through me. Unable to resist, I gently started exploring these feelings, allowing myself some time to process and reflect on everything.

My pussy started throbbing, getting wet like never before and I decide to touch myself to these thoughts of him.

When my phone slipped off the bed with a soft thud, I barely registered it. I was too focused on this strange and unexpected experience.

“Mmm the king wants me to call him Cassian? You like it when I call you Cassian huh? I bet you have a big cock too, you big cock King.” I moan to myself.

I closed my eyes and pictured Cassian's handsome face as I began to slowly circle my clit. Soft moans escaped my lips as I imagined him kissing and caressing my body.

"Mmm Cassian, you're such a big cock king," I purred, sliding two fingers deep inside my wet pussy.

I pumped them in and out, fucking myself harder as I fantasized about Cassian's huge cock stretching and filling her.

"Oh yes, fuck me with that big cock Cassian!" I whimpered, rubbing my clit faster, pleasure coiling tighter and tighter in my pussy.

With a loud moan of Cassian's name on my lips, an intense orgasm crashed over  me, leaving me spent and satisfied as I came down from the high of my naughty imaginings.

I have never been this drenched before, and I sit there a bit, thinking of the crazy things I said.

Afterward, I felt both exhilarated and a bit confused by what had just happened.

I decided to get up and take a quick shower to clear my head. I dressed in something casual—a pink top, jeans, and some pumps—and picked up my phone on the floor to check the time.

My worst nightmare happens, the call to Cassian, his majesty, the Lycan King, is active. I hang up immediately and stand there shocked for 10 minutes. What is he going to think?

I snap out of it and call in sick, that will give me a few days to think about what to do next.