A Rain-Soaked Cat

Cass sat on the edge of her bed, staring blankly at the sliver of moonlight spilling through the window. Her body ached—raw, bruised, and sore in places she didn't want to think about. Her head was pounding, not just from the pain of her body but from the relentless grief that clawed at her chest, burrowing deeper and deeper with each passing hour. She clenched her fists, her nails digging into her palms as if the pain could focus her thoughts. But it couldn't. Not tonight.  

The memory of 'Lucas' haunted her. She barely knew him—didn't even know his real name—but that didn't matter. He'd been alive, vibrant, full of reckless charm one moment, and the next… gone. Just like that. A life snuffed out because she'd made the mistake of craving something simple. Something human. And Uriel…