And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie) novel Chapter 180

Chapter 180: Pregnant?

Cassie.

“Pregnant?!" Trixie gasped as she shook her head, 'no, no, no... that’s not possible."

It didn't matter that Trixie was refusing the believe she was. I could feel it. There was an heir to my family's home growing inside her, and it totally made sense she was acting the way she was. The only problem was she hadn’t accepted, and no one else knew.

“I always wanted to be an aunt." Crossing my hands over my chest, I smiled at Sansa. 'Best day ever."

'I'm not pregnant!" Trixie shrieked, causing Sansa and I both to laugh at the outburst she made as her eyes went wide once more, and she covered her hand over her mouth in shock. "There’s no way, Cassie... I mean, it's too early.'

'Trixie, it's not a big deal. You're going to be an amazing mom, and Pollux will cater to you as he was when you were here. The guy will be ecstatic.'

The moment I mentioned my brother, tears filled her eyes, and I thought back to what she had said before I mentioned her being pregnant. Someone was messing with Trixie, and my brother was obviously being a fucking idiot as usual.

“Trixie, why are you crying?' Sansa asked as she stood to her feet and made her way towards Trixie wrapping her arms around her. "You don't need to be sad-"

'Whose the girl messing with you, Trixie?' I stated firmly, causing both of them to glance at me with hesitation. "It wouldn't happen to be Ashley, would it?'

Trixie nodded her head, and as she did, I almost saw red. Hearing my brother’s bimbo ex was causing issues for my friend pissed me off. I had told my family to protect and guide Trixie, and it was clear there was nothing being done about Ashley.

She was a problem I should have taken care of a long time ago. I couldn't stand the girl.

'It’s okay, though. I'll handle it,' Trixie said, trying to reassure me. My anger did nothing to subside as I thought of the girl who had been more arrogant than was needed back in the day. She had thought because she was a she-wolf and popular at the time, that gave her the claim over my brother.

All of which vanished when he dumped her, and we came to Asgard. Yet, now with Trixie and Pollux back, she is determined it seems to make her place in my brother's life again.

'Have you talked to Pollux about this?" I asked, curious to know if my brother was aware and if he what he was doing to ensure that Ashley was put in her place again.

“Kind of... it's hard to explain.' She sighed just in time for a bell to ring and my suite door to open, showing a very excited Freya standing there with her hair hanging in waves over her shoulders as her eyes scanned over the three of us.

'Good morning, ladies."

I hadn’t expected a visit from Freya, and as I opened and closed my mouth, staring at her, she freely moved into my suite as if she lived there as well. What shocked me the most was the way she was dressed. The woman had skinny jeans and a white flowing halter top on as if she was a normal fucking person.

“Uh-hey, why are you dressed... normal?" I muttered just in time for Sansa and Trixie to both glance at me in shock at how I had spoken to Freya, which caused me to simply shrug my shoulders.

Glancing down at her attire, Freya smiled and shrugged her own shoulders. "I thought it was cute.'

'Oh, it is cute..." Trixie replied softly, 'it's just that none of us have ever seen you dress like this.“

Laughter escaped Freya as she walked towards the sofa and sat down upon it next to Trixie as if she was one of the girls and had come to hang out. I didn't know what to say, and neither did my two friends, who were sitting there as lost as I was.

"Oh, come on, girls. Don’t act so surprised. I saw the outfits you girls kept wearing, and I had to see what all the fuss was about," she replied in a nonchalant tone that was completely awkward.

“...and your verdict?" I asked.

Running her hands down her shirt to smooth out any potential wrinkles, her smile widened. 'I love it, honestly. Jeans and those black pants you always wear...."

"Leggings..." I muttered again, causing Trixie to laugh.

“Yes! Those things... leggings. They are so comfortable.'

I couldn't for the life of me believe I was having this conversation with Freya, a Norse goddess, in my suite living room. 'I'm glad that you're enjoying them..."

Silence quickly fell over my friends and me as I glanced around at them. Sansa shuffled through the papers in front of her as Trixie quickly averted her gaze towards the window in my room as if something outside was more interesting than what was going on in the room.

'Oh fuck it... stop being weird, everyone," I finally snapped with a sigh, causing Freya to laugh again. "So what brings you here, Freya?"