I can't... I can't...
Cassie, what's going on?
There was concern in his thinking.
I can't breathe... There's no air...
How can you not breathe? CASSIE!
-Thalagar, no...- She was stuttering and it was a humiliation. Why didn't he let her go?
Cassie! Curse! What is happening? Who is there with you?
Kassuim was unable to concentrate. The gaze of the man in front of him was glazed.
- You always knew my feelings. I love you. Go back with me to Estrela.
Who is there with you?
Kassuim was livid. No more coughing. She was panting. She was suffocating there alone with her feet planted on the ground. Compassion! It was too difficult to breathe. The slightest attempt required tremendous strength and the sweat turned cold.
-Both of us... - Thalagar spoke as he forcibly pulled her away from the hut.
-N-N-No...
It was a horror. Passing out was going to be the least of her problems, not being able to breathe. Panic only made the shortness of breath worse. Did Thalagar not see? He was self-centred and aggressive when he was annoyed. Her rejection was going to send him into another typical tantrum.
-Philip no... - the voice did not come out. - Rick!
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He held it with iron tongs. It was in that instant that she, cold, understood his decision to prove everything she said. Her scream came low and muffled with breathlessness. Her head was spinning.
-N-n-n- she still struggled...
A sudden rush of adrenaline coursed through her body in a rush and she took a breath. Was he going to force her to kiss him? The hateful mouth crushed her lips in anger, stifling all her protests as his hand gripped the hairs on the back of her neck painfully.
Bewildered, Kassuim pushed him away, her clenched fist pounding against him and gasped again as she realized that the unfortunate man was getting excited. Her nails raked his face before she pushed at his chest. She could scream. The sound of something popping in her ears was followed by a painful throbbing in her hand. Blood hammers in her ears.
Thalagar felt all the rejection and it only stimulated his instincts. He liked rebellious and willful women.
She was going to pass out. Her breathing was impossible and her chest burned with pangs. Her fists dropped along her body without strength. All the air had escaped her lungs. Her ears buzzed. The view darkened.
-Stay away! Get away from her! Now! A growl erupted through the air.
Before Kassuim could have any reaction, a new fit of endless coughing overcame her. She wanted and needed air. She was suddenly more than three feet away from Thalagar, her chest heaving and her legs shaking so badly that she found herself braced firmly in familiar, strong arms. It was Morgan. Relief welled up.
-You! – Thalagar shouted with rage.
Kassuim said nothing. She leaned heavily on the wall of solid muscle. Her ears buzzed. No air reached her lungs and painful, terrible wheezing rippled through the air.
-Breathe! Slow down!" Richard's mouth tightened in blind rage as he hugged the woman, massaging her tense muscles in her back. She was breathing with absurd difficulty like a drowned man. What had Thalagar done? What the hell!
I can't stand being trapped. I can't get stuck somewhere. I know it's silly, but I can't. I can't breathe.
-You're safe here with me. Breathe slowly. - Morgan smothered a curse before turning to Thalagar- Go stay away from my wife! He hissed furiously. - Come on, Cassie. Slowly. Relax and breathe slowly.
His hard, icy gaze fixed Thalagar with obvious hostility. It was the woman's words as she confessed what had happened that resonated in her ears. He would love to kill Thalagar. Giles and Michael noticed. Only the squeaks of the woman, gasping with difficulty, fueled an animal fury. She vaguely noticed Michael step forward. If it hadn't been for Kassuim, who was so pale that she was fainting, he wouldn't have hesitated to go forward. Rays! The girl could barely breathe.
He touched her face with the back of his hand and her face was a jumble of emotions: fear, horror and something else. A stifled under that escaped her throat from her made him curse.
- I want you to breathe slowly. We will. Try to calm down. It's not stuck here.
Thalagar bristled.
-She's coming with me. Philip did not agree with this. - the man seriously threatened.
Morgan tried to calm down. Involuntarily the convulsion coursed through his spine.
Keep your damn paws off her. He slowly pressed her tight muscles, massaging her back to ease her breathing. Was the woman ready to suffocate and the unfortunate she had not noticed? He looked at the marks on her pale skin and the purplish lips of her. Her fury increased. He intended what?
A new growl escaped his throat; his eyes sparkled and they were two large black gems. It was the wolf he brought that burned with hatred, delimiting territory and measuring forces. He was going to challenge the wretch.
-You will not approach her again! - Richard growled word for word as he ran his hand over her slim waist, supporting her. Kassuim looked physically exhausted from all the effort. Very slowly the knots in her muscles relaxed and she became less rigid.
It was a curse from hell! The bastard had had the courage... The night was sure to end in a duel.
-Ended! – Michael tried to control the situation.
At least before it became a disaster. His brother was the alpha of the pack and Thalagar challenged him. This was going to end in blood in a fight between wolves.
-No, it's not over. She comes back with me, Michael! – Thalagar continued.
Thalagar imagined he had managed to get the girl out of the camp before they returned.
Morgan frowned and in the next instant drew his pistol from his belt.
I'll kill you, wretch. I want to see your reaction when it's not a woman you have to face. Kassuim was clinging to him as she buried her face in his chest. Slowly he could hear the girl start to take a deep breath with relief.
-No way. She is mine. – Thalagar roared.
-She is my wife! - Morgan whipped with the command voice. she is my wife. The wife of alpha and therefore enjoys the protection of the pack. Or maybe you can face me to solve the issue. - the statement was dangerously low. Come on, damn. Just a tease. One only. Or is her courage just to impose herself against women?
Michael paraded an entire rosary of curses.
Thalagar stared at Morgan in astonishment.
- You're not serious. She is a sorceress! – he was exalted. If Morgan went through with the commitment to recognize Kassuim as his chosen female, she wouldn't be able to convince William otherwise. He was burning with anger. "Richard won't tolerate this.
Morgan narrowed his gaze. Richard? Oh, one problem at a time. That wretch had forced his woman. To hell Richard!
-Try it!
Thalagar raised an astonishing brow. I had not at all expected that. Wife?
And Richard got angry. It was her words during the hellish nightmares that echoed in her ears