Lost Part 1 | Cassian
SUMMARY: You were the princess of the Spring Court. But you no longer wanted to follow behind your brother. When Feyre decides to leave, she takes you and Lucien. But with the discovery of your mate and a war on its way you start to feel so lost.
PAIRINGS: Cassian x Tamlin!Sister!Reader
CONTENT WARNINGS: Mentions of abuse, mfw, part 1, I might have missed something but I don't think this really has a lot of warning in this part. Enjoy!
AUTHOR'S NOTE: So I ended up turning this into a few parts. There are a few points I want to touch and I don't think it would've been a good idea to do one whole part. If you wish to be added to the tag list for this please let me know down in the comments. The sumary will most likely stay the same I'm not sure yet.
WORD COUNT: 2.0K
It felt like forever. The torture you faced under your botherâs ruleing. It wasnât protection as he liked to call it. It was a prison, Tamlin had taken over after your father had been killed. You hadnât been able to shed a tear when it happened, you always assumed that you werenât meant to be in the Spring Court. When Feyre arrived as a human, you knew she was your chance for an escape.
So when she took the opportune moment to leave, you followed right behind her. Currently you didnât understand how you had found yourself in this situation. You, Feyre, and Lucien had been on the run from the Spring Court. Little cuts littered your chest, arms, neck, and face. It was so cold, you didnât know if you could hold on any longer. One of Lucienâs brothers was on top of you, holding you against the ice.
He lifts your head up and slams it down into the ice hard. Stars are dancing around your eyes, as you struggle to keep the blade from going into your throat. Your hand was on the blade, blood dripping onto your neck. A whimper escaped your lips as he stared down at you with a malevolent smile.
âYou make such pretty sounds, I wonder what else I could get out of you.â He whispered, his tongue licking up the side of your chin all the way to your pointed ear.
You tried to push the male of you but it was no use. He was far stronger than you, and right now you were too weak. You couldnât access your power considering you were drained. There were plants all around you even in the Winter Court but that was the last thing on your mind. It also didnât help that you had never learned to fight. Tamlin had thought it was best you learn how to be a housemaid, how to be a mother, how to take care of your future husband.
Whatever the case may be you learned everything except how to fight and how to use your powers in a situation like this, it was biting you in the ass. Where Tamlin could shape-shift, you could manipulate the plants around you. But your brother didnât know that, you knew better than to tell him your secret. Just before he could do further damage to you another male flew into him knocking him to the ice.
You turned to your side, a wince leaving your lips as you watched that same male throw a punch into his face. He continued to do so, he hadnât been able to stop until someone had pulled him off Lucienâs brother. He wasnât dead, you knew that he was knocked out cold. Your breath was shallow, as the male turned towards you red siphons glistening in the darkness of the night. He was leaning over you, hazel eyes searching you.
He gently picked you up, resting your head to his chest while he cradled the rest of your body. You stared up at him, when he looked back down at you, it snapped. Just before you closed your eyes you felt the gold thread tied around your heart. The mating bond had snapped, you were tied to the male that had just saved you. Now that you were safe you could close your eyes and thatâs exactly what you did.
âž
Rhysand stood next to his brother as Madja worked on you. Cassian had his arms crossed over his chest, he was leaning against the door. The male was trying his hardest not to hover over Madja while she worked on his mate. But it was excruciating not to be next to you to hold your hand while she healed you.
âAre you positive?â Rhysand asked again, finally looking over at his brother. Feyre was at the end of the hallway, with Azriel as well. Lucien was also there but Cassian didnât care much for him, his brother was responsible for the injuries to his mate. He wanted to kill him so they were standing guard in front of Lucien.
âYes. The Princess of the Spring Court is my mate. I know she felt it too.â Cassian explained again, saying the same thing heâd consistently said when they had arrived back home. Cassian paused, staring briefly at his brother. âDo you really think she has powers?â
âFeyre believed it, and I know what I saw when we were under the mountain. Tamlin didnât see it but Amarantha did. She protected herself in a cocoon of vines. Whatever she can do, sheâs more powerful than she believes herself to be.â
Cassian had heard mentions of the story about how youâd protected yourself to avoid the affliction of pain at the wrath of Amarantha. She loved your older brother, but she hated you. So sheâd made your torture just as cruel and wicked as Feyre had gone through. She even locked you up with Feyre, keeping you distanced from the only family youâd ever known. Tamlin. Lucien.
Rhys had told Cass that he had done everything in his power to keep you safe. But when that happened, everything changed. He knew eventually youâd be in his court. Tamlin would destroy you, and it looks like heâd already done just that. Finally Rhys looked back at Cassian again.
âWe need to keep her safe.â
âSheâs my mate, I wonât let her go back to that bastard of a brother. Sheâs safe here.â Cassian stated calmly. He caught Rhys looking down the hall to Feyre who gave a nod.
âThen you both need to accept the bond officially, Tamlin will demand her back. And if it isnât accepted we have no choice but to hand her back over.â
âIâll discuss it with her when sheâs awake. Until then I canât do much.â
Rhys gave a nod of his head as Madja walked up to them. âShe is healed, though she might be out for a few days. Everything was drained, powers included. She needs time to rest.â Madja explained.
âThank you.â Cassian said, stepping past the healer and walking into the room. He grabbed a chair and set it next to your bed. Then he reached for your hand, holding it in his. Cassian would wait days for you to wake up, as long as you came back to him.
âž
You held onto that thread when you thought you might die. Slowly you blinked open your eyes, a groan escaped your lips. You looked around the room noticing that you werenât in the Spring Court. Then the memories of what had happened came flashing back into your mind. Panic started to rush through your body, however a hand gave you a comforting squeeze. You turned your head to see the male that had saved you holding onto it.
Just like you remembered he had red siphons on his body. Seven of them to be exact. His black hair was shoulder length, some of it was tied back in a small bun. He looked sexy with his hair that way. A smirk covered his lips, he must have seen what you were thinking was plastered on your face. His golden-brown skin made him look just as handsome. You could see some tattoos peaking through his shirt.
It was a gray shirt and was fitted perfectly to his upper body. You wondered what everything looked like underneath his clothes. Your mind started to drift, thinking of what heâd feel like against you, naked. His pulling of the chair brought you out of your thoughts, you decided to pull yourself up slightly so you could lean against the headboard. You felt the golden string that connected you to him. It was such a pain to not be closer to him. You needed him closer.
âCan you hold me?â Your voice was soft as you asked the question. He stared at you, the confusion was there only for a moment before it switched to understanding. You watched as the male stood from the chair, removed his boats and climbed into your bed. He leaned you forward gently, sitting behind you.
When he settled down into the bed, he pulled you towards his chest. You had noticed that somewhere in between him joining you on the bed he'd taken off his shirt so you could feel his warmth. You rested your head back on his chest, and closed your eyes feeling the bond shine brightly at the touch.
âIâm Cassian.â He whispered in your ear after a few moments of silence.
âY/N.â You paused, pulling his large hand into yours and entangling your fingers together. You didnât understand how youâd gotten so lucky to be blessed with a mate provided by the Mother. âSo you really are my mate?â
You questioned finally. Maybe this was all a dream, and youâd wake back up in the Spring Court. You didnât want that though, youâd known you had finally gotten away from your brother's temper and you couldnât go back to it. Things had gotten worse for you when youâd all returned from under the mountain.
âI am.â Cassianâs words were so comforting as he said them.
âI didnât think Iâd ever get a mate. I⌠Tam said Iâd never experience this. That Iâd be marrying off to someone who would never be my mate.â You felt your mate tighten his grip around your waist, his jealousy was evident but you didnât mind it. Oddly enough it felt comforting, youâd been missing something like that for a long time.
Cassian clenched his jaw at the mere mention of what your brother had in store for you when the time was right. He nudged his nose into your hair. âI can assure you mate, thatâll never happen. I will not allow your brother to take you away from me.â
âBut Tam, heâll try to get me back. I am the princess of the Spring Court after all. Heâll try to call a meeting, to call for a battle against this court.â The worry was evident in your voice as you spoke the words that Rhys had mentioned a few days ago.
âIf we accept the mating bond, your brother can not do anything about it. We can accept it then see a Priestess.â
You wanted to reject the idea of accepting the bond so quickly, but you knew that was a lie. Cassian was your mate, and you were his. This had to be done, and it had to happen now. A war loomed over your heads because of your brother. Heâd chosen the wrong side and you wouldnât stand by anymore. Not with what you could do.
âLetâs do it.â You spoke finally. âI need a day, and we need somewhere where it can be just the two of us. When we come back weâll see a Priestess.â
âI have a place in mind for privacy.â Cassian said, a smirk on his lips. âI can give you a day as well. But after that youâre mine forever, princess.â You only gave a nod and closed your eyes leaning further into Cassianâs chest. It wasnât until you were finally asleep, breathing evenly that Cassian called to Rhys in his mind.
âHow is she?â It was the first question he had asked when the conversation started.
âSheâs fine.â Cassian paused, he glanced down at his mate. âShe wants to accept the bond.â
âGood. Thatâs excellent news brother. I think we could all use that right now.â
âWeâre gonna head to the cabin for a few days, then weâll see a Priestess when we come back.â
âSounds like a plan. When you both come back weâll discuss what to do in case Tamlin does try to do something. I want to help her learn her powers if sheâll let me.â
âI think sheâd be more than willing to learn. I think it would be great to start training with her as well even if we donât get far into it.â
âGood idea, brother. Both of you get some rest. Iâll let Feyre know sheâs doing better.â
With those words Cassian felt his High Lord leave his mind. When Cassian looked back down at you he noticed that you were asleep. The fae lights in the room dimmed down allowing only the moonlight into the room. Cassian held onto you tightly as you slept on top of his form. This wasnât the best of circumstances, how he found you. But he was so glad that heâd found you when you needed him most.
