fallen wolf

“i only like parties if i know some of the people. like you, lilith. hamish. jack. even alyssa. but if it’s people i don’t know? i will spend the entire evening with the dog of the host if the host has a dog.” cassie feels her lips quirk upwards. “you are. i’m proud of the progress you’re making.” and he’s right about one thing too: it’s just easier with the knights. it just feels right.

It’s about the closeness. It’s about devouring and getting devoured in turn. It’s about quieting the storm within. Ever since her return, Cassie spent days, weeks, months yearning for Hamish. For his touch. For his presence. He’s always been her true north and he’s always been there when she needs him and she needs him now, too. “Missed you. So, so much.”

"Okay, that complicates things, I must admit.” Cassie breathes in through her nose and out through her mouth. “I didn’t know that, I’m sorry.” A beat, and then she adds: “I’m not asking you to trust them. Or me. But you’ve gotta talk to someone. And you’ve gotta stay somewhere, too, don’t you? I doubt the Den is the place to be right now. For you, that is. If you want to, I’m perfectly willing and able to hash this out over a chess match.”

"I... wondered if I could help. Sitting around and doing nothing isn’t really how I thought I’d spend my days.” It’s called resting and reacclimatizing. But she of the perpetual restlessness has not heard of it, of course. She walks towards him until she’s close enough to sit on the couch though still not close enough to him. “Besides, anything you found beats Randall’s stories to entertain me.”

lives together with alyssa after she bonds with a hide too