Chapter 121: Red Moon Reckoning CASSIAN’S POV I stood over the heavy oak table and spread the maps wider with both hands. Candlelight flickered across the ink lines that marked every entry point, every guard shift, and every weak spot in the neutral grounds. Two days, that was all I needed to wait. Cassandra’s funeral would pull everyone together in one place, distracted by grief and ceremony. Perfect timing. The woman had wrecked my original plans while she breathed, always scheming and switching sides like the devil she was. Now dead, she finally served a purpose. Her procession would open the door I had waited years to kick down. I traced a finger along the route the Shadow Clan would likely take with the body. My lips curled into a smile. Rowan thought he joined me for Anya, but he remained a tool, nothing more. I would grab my son that night, perform the ritual under the red moon, and bind the ancient power to my bloodline once and for all. No more half measures. No more fail
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