Chapter 85: Chapter 85

**Cassie's Point of View**

MY EYES are tired from crying and sleeping late. I am not feeling well, to be precise, and this is the appropriate time for me to request a leave of absence because I believe I will become unwell.

Werewolves have excellent stamina and health most of the time. We are beings that are practically bulletproof and invincible, but we, like all other creatures, have flaws.

So, aside from silver, what do you suppose a werewolf's weakness is? Right! Any werewolf can die from too much misery. We have a very delicate heart, and I am fortunate to be strong enough to bear with the loss of my own spouse.

I'm suffering with emotion sickness again, and my body feels so heavy that I can't get out of bed. It's cold, which could be because I forgot to close my window last night. I asked Angel if she could take my schedule for the time being, promising to return the favor, and I am overjoyed that she agreed. I'm now suffering from a severe headache, which is causing me to be extremely lethargic.

"Mom" Charlie knocked on the door, and I told him it was open and that he may come in.

"Are you sick, Mom?"" he inquired, caressing my brow. He appears concerned to me, but I do not want him to be concerned; I am so powerful!

"I am fine, son, I just want to rest," I told him. "Asked you, Grandpa, he will make something for you to eat," I murmured, a feeble smile on my face. I recall making an embarrassing error last night. That is not me, I wailed in the arms of Dax and Derek.

I'm dizzy enough that I fell asleep again. I had just awoken when I felt a moist towel on my brow. I noticed Art looking after me right now.

“Dax? What exactly are you doing here? "You're supposedly in the company right now," I answered dryly. Oh my gosh, I'm sick. My body feels strangely weighty. And I don't think I can do anything about it anymore; I just want to rest. But I can't fathom how much better I feel now that Dax is by my side.

"Of course, my secretary and love of my life is sick, and I don't think I can work or concentrate well knowing you're not feeling well or improving." I'm here to look after you." I can't fight any further because I'm not feeling well and don't want to waste my energy. If that's what he wants, I guess I don't have a choice; I'll just be grateful that someone will look after me.

"I'm here as well," Derek added, and I felt better. It's strange because Kaiden seems to be on my side and looking after me. Werewolves can heal quickly when they are with their mate, and I imagine it feels the same.

Derek was serving me oatmeal while Dax massaged me. That sounds inconceivable in real life, where a prince would look after someone like me. Isn't that ridiculous?

"Thank you; I never imagined you'd see me like this." I'm not normally unwell, and it was only last night..." I murmured, but I didn't say anything else.

I'm glad they didn't press any further because it would be embarrassing to inform them about my background. I'm not embarrassed that I sobbed over my friend; there's nothing to be embarrassed about; it's only that I don't want to bring them down because I still remember my friend.

I'm feeling better now that it's afternoon. Dax and Derek appear to be so exhausted that they are currently sleeping on the sofa. They look like brothers when they're together.

I can tell from their first meeting that they don't like each other for various reasons, and I can't do anything about it. But I'm relieved that they've reconciled and agreed on what our hearts desire. The only issue is figuring out how to make it work and how to notify our loved ones about it. I'm scared my son, Charlie, will have reservations about this new relationship.

I wanted to make something unique for these hardworking men as a reward. They are really hands-on, which I appreciate. Although they are not required to do so in order to care for me, I have seen that I heal considerably faster as a result of their efforts.

I walked into the kitchen and began baking muffins and biscuits. Something sweet will energize them, as long as it is not chocolate, as chocolate is bad for a werewolf's body.

I wiped my brow as I placed the baked goods in the oven, and now I'll just have to wait until everything is ready to eat. This will go well with hot milk tea. I'm excited to test these because I haven't baked anything in a long time, and I realize I've been so busy these past few months that I need to make some time with my son.

"What are you up to?" "You just came from a fever," Derek stated as he moved in front of me, looking concerned about me.

"Hush, remember that I am no longer a human, but a werewolf, okay?" "I am much stronger than you imagine, and thanks to your assistance, I feel much better now," I told him, feeling better than I had in a long time.

"That's correct, but why are you here?"' He inquired once again.

"As you can see, I'm baking some goodies." "I saw that both of you are tired, and I'm a little guilty that I made you worried, and also Dax, so I'm doing this," I murmured nervously to him.

As Dax entered the kitchen, I overheard him speaking. "You don't have to, Cassie; we're doing this because we care about you." "You don't have to feel burdened," Dax remarked solemnly.

"Then take a seat and wait for this." They now appear to be well-behaved children. Dax volunteered to prepare the oven when we heard it make a sound, and Derek began pouring hot tea into our tea glasses. They really intend to spoil me, don't they?

"So, what's the plan?"" I inquired. Of course, they're the ones wooing me right now, and I'm waiting to see what happens next.

"Well, we are now planning to wait for you when we can live in one home, but I will also make certain and slowly." "First, we'll seek permission from your brothers, your father, and, most importantly, your son, Charlie," Derek explained. At the very least, they have the sort of thought that I appreciate in them since they are among the people I cherish the most, and of course, it has been proven and tested since then that they can have a good relationship with my son, and I am convinced that they will be on good terms.

"By the way, I see you know how to hide your scent now," I said to them. They have such a powerful fragrance that I almost assumed they were born as a dominant leader.

"Damon teaches us how to conceal our scent, but the full moon is approaching; will we transform into werewolves?" Can we still have control over our bodies?" Dax inquired, and I could feel the terror in his eyes, and I felt bad about how hard I was laughing right now. I've never laughed so hard for so long since Dale has given me so many headaches since he became my employer, and at least I'm done with that now that I have a better boss.

"First and foremost, please accept my apologies for laughing so hard. I didn't intend anything by it. "First and foremost, all those fictional movies and novels you read about werewolves shifting at full moon and having no control are fads, unless you turn rogue," I told them. "Don't worry, I'll give you some time to learn the basics about our species, okay?" So don't be concerned. And, by the way, I'll warn you right now. Even though I would never seek harm on the two of you, I have an adversary, and your life is not as safe as it once was now that you are no longer a human."

"We know," Derek said. As a result, they are now aware.

"My life back there was not easy. To be honest, my mate, Kaiden, is the pack's alpha and leader, so it's common knowledge that he has an enemy, and because I'm his wife, I have an enemy as the Luna of that pack back then." I glance at them with grief in my eyes. "My friend was murdered by his own brother." I know since he didn't dispute it when we talked about it. I'm not sure why, but I know he's jealous, he despises my friend, and he finally did it," I explained, my eyes becoming blurry from the emotions.

"That's what I was crying about last night," I recall my friend's anguish, which lasted for a long time and is awful. Werewolves lack emotional strength, and I felt helpless last night when I remembered the anguish and the reason I left our pack." They both hug me and wipe my tears away. I'm very grateful to have them to console me in this way.

"We don't know what you're going through, but we won't pass judgment." It is natural to miss your husband or mate since you love him. You don't have to feel bad for us because of that; please know that we're alright, and what counts is your reaction, okay?" Dax was certain about everything.

"But first, tell me how you know your life is in danger as of the day you associate yourself with me," I told them. I can tell you right now that Art is the most guilty because I know him well. If he is guilty, he will shut his mouth instantly.

"Dax, tell me, I promise you I won't get angry," I said to him. I'm assuring him by tapping on his shoulder. Everything will be fine, I promise.

He pretends to cough, and I can see he's ready to confess whatever he needs to confess right now. "I promised Dale this, and please don't hurt him because he spilled this thing by accident," he added. I had a feeling! That vampire has no idea how to close his mouth quietly!

"Don't worry, I'm not mad," I comforted him because Dax is so adorable right now that he looks gooey! His puppy eyes are enough to melt my heart right now!

We are about to leave Cassie's flat. Charlie has arrived, as has her other brother. We're now having a serious discussion.

"Our practice will start tomorrow," I told Dax as we walked down the stairs.

"Yeah, knowing that we need to protect her gives us more reasons to learn how to fight," he added, staring at nowhere. That is correct; we must act and adjust as quickly as possible.

"At the very least, you know how to fight. "I heard you came from the military, so you have battlefield knowledge," I told him, envying him for being more capable than me.

"How come you'd say that?" I am not as capable as you believe, I am still weak, and you are aware that I quit that job for a reason. I may be skilled at fighting, but there is something wrong in my thinking; I still have worries that I must confront." I see, his trauma is still present.

I, on the other hand, have been spoiled my entire life. I don't have time for sports or learning to fight because I don't see the point. I have enough money to employ a bodyguard, and all I've ever done in my life is have fun. When I was younger, I was always having random sex and doing things, and I want to feel less guilty because I spent so much time.

"When you glance down, are you still gazing back?" he told me. We are very close now that you have asked if I am fine.

"Yeah, a little; I'm thinking that if I learn to fight, I'll be better able to protect Cassie." I'm not sure if this is just instinct, but you can feel it, right? "You can feel a danger approaching now," I remarked, and that is correct.

"We are aware that an enemy is on the way. "We truly have a strong sense," he told me.

I went home because I needed to unwind. I need to think about what I should do next. I believe I am putting too much pressure on myself, and I am also overthinking. We are aware that someone is plotting something horrible for Cassie, and we are not going to stand still.

She is the most important person in my life, and I will not remain silent. She is suddenly my entire world.

"DAX, my brother?" Is Cassie all right now?" As I walked home, Angel inquired. Did she arrive home so late? What has she been up to these days? She seemed to be overjoyed. I'm sure something fantastic is happening to my sister right now.

"She felt better now." But, by the way, why did you arrive home late yet again? Is there anything I should know right now?" I inquired. She is smiling awkwardly as if she is concealing something from me.

"Well, I'm an adult now, and I can stay up late, right?"" she explained, still avoiding my look and failing to respond to my question. My suspicion grows stronger as she avoids the subject.

"Angel, I will not be angry because you are in love; I can tell because you look happy." I also want to mention that she smells like Damon. Damon's fragrance had been detected by my sister. "Wait a minute, did you just date Damon?"" I inquired. I could tell by the way she's blushing!

“Brother! Why do you want to know that?" She tried to walk away, but I stopped her.

"Just answer me," I shouted sharply to her. She should understand that I am no longer joking and that I am dead serious.

"Fine, yes, I'm dating him, but please don't scold him; I just love Damon; it's been a long time since I felt this way," she told me.

I sighed and smiled reassuringly at her. "Who am I to interfere with your happiness?" If you're happy with him, I'll be pleased as long as he's sincere about you. I don't care if we're close or if he's Cassie's friend. "If he decided to hurt my sister, he needs to pay the price," I told her.

I felt the way my sister hugged me. I haven't felt it in a long time. "You are always the overprotective one, just like when we were younger." "I remember you saying that you don't want me to date someone I like because he's not to your liking, and no one can possibly meet your oh so high standards," she added, yep, it's the old days when she was the girl I cherished the most.

"Sorry, Angel, your brother wants to ask for your forgiveness," I apologized because I was feeling so awful.

"Why are you apologizing?" she inquired, knowing that she is perplexed.

"I am deeply sorry for my deficiencies. I apologize because I have been a burden for far too long, and all I have done is be in your care. "I am your brother; I should be providing for you and protecting you, but you must look after me because I was unable to face my fear," Is told her. She simply strengthened her grip.

"Why are you pleading for forgiveness in this manner?" It's not your fault, brother! What matters right now is that you are fine and will continue to be well. Thanks to Cassie, you are now who you are, but you also earned your courage; all I ask is for your safety once more, huh? "Do not put your life in danger again," she said. But I'm not sure I can do what she asks.