You went missing weeks ago. Taken from Velaris, where you were meant to be safe. You were stolen right from Cassian. He had never thought of Velaris as being unsafe for his mate. Yet, enemy soldiers had made it into the city undetected and plucked you from the streets.

So, for the past few weeks Cassian had been a complete mess. The bags underneath his eyes were large and dark. He hadn't allowed himself the pleasure of rest when he didn't know your fate. He spent every second searching for you and if he did take a break, he spent it fighting in the training ring, taking out his pent up rage on his willing friends or the training dummies.

But finally, after weeks they had found you. Cassian showed no mercy to the soldiers. They knew their mistake when they saw Cassians wrath as her plowed his way through their defences, slicing and tearing his way through the soldiers who took you. He had become more beast than man with the fury raging in his veins. He'd massacred anyone he saw and his armour was smeared with blood when he finally found you. His beautiful, sweet mate chained in a cell. Your skin was bloodied, dirtied and injured. You were marked with thick slices and burn marks into your skin. Tortured. They had tortured you. Cassian was blinded with rage.