"Because it is." I scoffed with a chuckle. "At least I'm not the only one here."
"Well—" she muttered, letting her sentence trail off as if she wasn't sure she should tell me whatever it was that was on her mind.
I wasn't a person who liked secrets, at least not secrets kept from me.
"Trixie, what are you not telling me?"
A heavy sigh escaped her as she shrugged her shoulders again and began to fiddle with her hands placed on her lap. "Well, you and your brother are the only ones that came from Odin."
There was no way that was possible. After hearing the stories of who Odin was, and what he used to do in legends, there was no way I could believe that.
"No way, there is no way he only produced my mother through his time of fucking women on earth. I can't believe that." Standing from the bed, I made my way towards the balcony, admiring the dark shadows dancing upon the realm welcomed by the darkness that consumed us.
It was crazy to think how in the dark, this realm and my own could look so similar. The land completely enveloped and every flaw or imperfection hidden away from the sight of those who could potentially judge it.
"There were others, Cassie." Trixie said softly, causing me to sigh. "But none of them lived to make it here."
Turning quickly, I stared at her, unsure if I had heard her correctly. "What?"
"They died, Cassie. Why do you think everyone is excited about you and your brother being here? It's never happened before."
"Well, I'm off. I need to get some stuff done before class tomorrow. I'll swing by in the morning and grab you," she suddenly said cheerfully as she opened the bedroom door. "Remember, dress to impress or I will dress you myself."
With the close of my bedroom door, I was once again left alone, and turning I cast my eyes once again out over the dark horizon, looking for anything that would tell me I wasn't alone in this place.
Just because I had come with my brother and Lucas didn't mean they were on my side, and honestly, the thought of Lucas right now was something I didn't want to dwell on too long. My body called out to him, wanting him because he was my mate.
At the same time, though, I was terrified to get close to him.
The last thing I wanted was for history to repeat itself.
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