And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie) novel Chapter 357

A power that almost mimicked mine, but one of nothing by obsidian darkness.

Trixie screamed out my brother's name as she and Sansa tended to his unconscious body. He wasn't dead, and that was simply by luck. But knowing Lucas hurt my brother pissed me off, and without a second thought, I charged him, only to have him toss me onto the bed and pin me beneath his body.

With his claws at my neck and only inches between our faces, I felt myself break. I wanted to hurt him, hell part of me wanted to kill him for hurting Pollux, but I couldn't.

"Lucas, let me go. Look at what you have become!" I shouted at him, trying to get his attention, trying to do anything I could to make him see he was losing control of who he was.

"Me?" he laughed maniacally. "You're the cause of all of this, Cassie. You're the burden on not only the human realm but this realm as well. If it weren't for you and the power inside you, so many people would still be alive,"

"What—" I gasped, my eyes instantly filling with tears at his words. "Lucas, stop… it wasn't my fault."

"Nothing is ever your fault, is it? Poor Cassie, she can't take the fall for anything, can she? What a pathetic use of godly power."

Lifting his other claw high into the air, I wondered if the end was coming. I wondered if I was going to die, but a roar, unlike anything I had ever heard, rattled the room, and as it did, Lucas was ripped from my body and tossed toward the far side of the room.

It took a minute for me to process what had just happened, but as I looked toward the figure currently stalking Lucas's body, attempting to get up from the floor, I took in a sight more magnificent than anything I had ever seen.

Silas stood there, a golden shimmer encompassing his body. Fiery irises burned in the center of his eyes. "Under the command of Odin, you are to be taken."

"What? No, Silas…" I didn't want Lucas imprisoned, nor did I want him hurt. He wasn't himself, and I could see that. Hell, I could feel it from the small bit of our bond. Something was wrong with him, and I had to find a way to save him.

But before Silas could even get hold of him, Lucas quickly lept out the nearest window. My heart jumped in fear as I scrambled to where he had just been and looked out, expecting to see him dead. Only he wasn't.

"That's the stupidest thing I have ever heard," I muttered to myself, but obviously loud enough for the others to hear. "What's the point in all of this, then?"

"What do you mean," Silas asked as he stared at me, "this is how this realm works."

"Yeah, and it's beyond stupid. Are you telling me they just let everyone do whatever they want? I mean… something is wrong, and they won't help. That's fucking stupid. I don't even get the point of being here. I'm not learning anything, and honestly, all it reminds me of is being in high school again."

My outburst definitely surprised the others in the room; even Trixie frowned at my comment. My brother groaned and with that, caught everybody's attention. And I was thankful for that—considering I did not want the attention on me. All I wanted was to be able to go off on my own, back into the human realm, without anybody around to tell me what to do to try and live a normal life.

I had hoped coming to Asgard to live with the gods, to learn from people like me, would be beneficial, but in the end, it hasn't been. I was stuck here trying to figure out who I was and grow from the mistakes I had made, and in the long run, ended up with problems that involved my brother and my so-called mate.

Why was it fate couldn't just let me be normal for once?