CHAPTER FORTY-THREE — RUMORS ABOUT CASSANDRA’S PAST
Isla’s POV
The past returned the way it always did. Without warning. Without mercy.
By morning, the screens were full of it. Old photographs dragged out of digital graves and polished into weapons. Cassandra at parties before she ever met Chase. Cassandra laughing loudly in clubs. Cassandra posing beside men whose names were now being speculated over with cruel curiosity. Articles side by side compared those images with newer ones of me standing quietly at pack events, eyes lowered, hands folded. Headlines screamed transformation. Deception. Secrets.
Who Is the Real Cassandra?
From Fire to Silence: What Changed the Alpha’s Bride?
They spoke about her like she was a myth that had cracked.
They spoke about me like I was an error.
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