And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 0337

Pollux.

When I saw Silas near my sister, I knew he was up to something. She was never one to really put herself out there, even though it seemed she was. She was rebellious, yes, and had a wicked side when she wanted to but to be an attention whore... no way. Yet since the moment we had gotten here, she had become different from the way I knew her. She was no longer the sister I had grown up with. She was more confident and determined to establish herself in this place. Normally, that wouldn't have been a bad thing, but the way she was going about it felt wrong.

As if coming here had done something to her that couldn't be undone.

Staring off across the green training fields, I thought to the day I battled with her. I was used to having sparred with Cassie growing up, but something about her that day was so much different from before.

Almost as she thrived for the blood she spilled.

A warrior that had no fill until death presented itself.

Letting a sigh escape me, I watched the men who had the late sparring class take their stance and wished I could get back on the field with them. At least it would keep my mind preoccupied so I wasn't busy thinking about my sister. It wasn't like I was her keeper or anything.

care of her own affairs and do so

shifter, called from across the field as he came jogging up. "Are you all done

I finished about twenty minutes

laughed as he tossed me a football. "You kicked ass out there on the field today,

today, man. As much as I'd love to, if I don't get that paper done for

comment made us both

tossed the ball

on the bench. "Hey, before you go, there'sa small bonfire this weekend. You should come, man. I cartell Zai

Zai made me roll my eyes. Yes, she was fucking gorgeous, but her pride and ego were what made her unattractive in my eyes. The last thing I wanted to do was get involved with someone like her. Especially when there was one girl in particular here, I couldn't stop

Destin, I'm not

face as his mouth made an 'O' shape. "Whoa,

of course, made me question if I was making the

Just have fun and claim the right." That was typical fuck boy shit, and once upon a time, I would have done just that. But I wasn't like that anymore. I didn't want meaningless sex. Not

my bag and tossed it over my shoulder. "Honestly, man, I'm good.