And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 147: Denying the Bond 

Cassie. 

Trixie’s outburst caught both mine and Sansa’s attention. She jumped to her feet, huffing and puffing, and I could have sworn her eyes turned brighter than usual. It was as if a flip switched in her, and she was slowly spiraling from it. The guilt that filled me over her looking upset, tore at my heart. I had never meant to hurt her, and biting my bottom lip, the confidence I usually felt slowly dissipated. 

“Trixie, I’m so sorry. Please don’t be upset.” 

“Upset?!” She scoffed with laughter. “I’m not upset because I’m his mate.” 

“What? Then what’s wrong?” Confused beyond belief, I ‘tried to understand what was going on. Why was she acting like this if she wasn’t upset by the news? 

Shaking her head, she paced around the little seating area we were in with her hands on her hips. “I never wanted a mate, Cassie. As surprising as that may seem, in my world, when you take your mate, it means you start popping out babies, and just because my older sister wants to do that doesn’t mean I want to.” 

Trixie’s confession was slightly unexpected. She was  usually so sweet and bubbly, and right now, she was acting completely different. “Trix-” 

“No, Cassie,” she sighed, snapping her gaze at me. “Let me  finish.” 

I gestured with my hand for her to continue. After all, who was I to honestly stop her? It was obvious the girl was on a mission, and as she ranted about how people always treated her like she was stupid and how her mother wanted her to settle down, I couldn’t help but think of how similar we actually were. 

“If your brother thinks for one minute he can disregard me, regardless of me not wanting to mate anything, well, he has another thing coming.” 

“Whoa–what?” I gasped, coming back to reality at her  words. 

What the hell was she talking about? 

“You heard me, Cassie,” she replied with a triumphant smirk on her face. “I’m going to take a chapter out of your book.” 

Sansa kicked my shin, causing me to gasp as I sent a daggered glare in her direction. “What the hell was that for?!” 

“Look what you did!” she groaned, gesturing to Trixie, who pulled out her phone and seemed to look at herself in her reflection. “She has lost it!” 

to ask her what she wanted me to do. It wasn’t like I asked for all of

a figure walking past the store I had wanted to see all day. Lucas walked casually down the sidewalk in the same dark jeans and t–shirt I had seen him in the other day, which confused me more than anything.

meant that he hadn’t been home or

after me as I bolted from the cafe and out the door, looking in both directions for which way he had gone. The thought of finding him was the only thing

reached out from within the shadows

Lucas‘ dark steely eyes. My heart was racing at

me?” he snarled through a

you mean why am I following you? I have

and he let up on how tight he was holding my wrist. For a moment, I hoped this moment might turn sweet, no matter how much my affection for him confused me, but that didn’t happen.

hair as he always did when he was going to be a sarcastic asshole

were hurtful, and as the hollow pit in my stomach opened,

more than

his mood so quickly. He seemed different today as if something had happened, and he no longer cared about

snapped, baring his fangs. “We have nothing to

“we have a

hell his  problem was,

won’t work, so stop pretending and move on to some other poor, unsuspecting soul who has time for

“What the

his head, Lucas turned and started making his way out of the alley like he hadn’t heard what I just said, but I had no plan of letting him go. Grabbing his wrist, I stopped him in his tracks, and as he

my hair and pressed me back against the brick building he had pinned me against before. His fangs bared and with lips only inches above mine, a low growl

ever do

said, cutting him off. “What the fuck are you

his lips crashed against mine, and as they did, our movements turned into hungry, frenzied motions of wandering hands and heated passion. I wanted him right now, and no matter how much he denied me any other  time, he couldn’t

fingers, he slid his hand beneath. my leggings and cupped my aching core that throbbed with the desire to have more of him. I was

the glint of amusement that

nipped at his bottom lip. “Who said anything about being good?”

out my orgasm with his hand. The euphoric bliss of his actions had me begging for more, but when I reached for his belt, he pulled back.

fingers clean, he shook his head with a grin. “I think I’ve had enough fun for the day, Cassie. Perhaps find someone to finish you off. I heard there are quite a few