And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 175: Confronting Issues

Telling Solina off ended up being the beginning of a great day. Sansa had made it her personal objective to guide me through how to make an eventful Solstice game, and according to her, this was something they usually did every few years, but this time... it was going to be epic.

Why was it going to be epic? Because she said, she was helping me plan.

The laughter that escaped me upon this proclamation was uncontrollable, but I loved her for that. She had turned my worries and fears around and made me realize I was freaking out for nothing. Not to mention pointing out that if Trixie happened to pop back once... she was definitely bound to do it again.

The girl was notorious for doing things spontaneously.

“So where are we going?* My question followed a twenty-minute walk uptown, and when the arena came into view, I found myself growing more confused as to where we were headed.

Turning her gaze to me, Sansa scoffed, "I figured the giant arena ahead of us was a dead giveaway, Cassie."

She was annoyed with me asking questions, and that made it all the more amusing when I did ask them. Yet, nudging her shoulder with mine, I was able to get her to smile quite easily. "You know I just enjoy teasing you... but for real though... why are we going to the arena?“

“Because that's where the shit’s taking place. I figured our first stop would be to the arena to get a good look at the area and maybe get some ideas."

“Sure it wasn't because you wanted to watch the guys sparring?" The smirk that blessed the corner of my lips made Sansa roll her eyes.

“Shut the hell up..." she muttered, smiling back at me. "I can't help it, they are gorgeous to look at."

She wasn't wrong, and as we made our way through the tunnel, the view of the field came into view as well as the many half-naked bodies upon it. "Maybe this was a good idea..."

“See, I told you," she mumbled back as we made our way down the steps towards the concert seating towards the front. "I think sitting close would be better. Helps to get a good view of the competitors."

I wasn't sure what she meant by that. I knew that it was a competition, but I didn't think it was open to everyone. I had figured it was just all those high socialites I had met the other day. “Wait... anyone can join?"

Looking over at me as we took our seats, she raised a brow in confusion. "Uh, yeah, of course. Didn't they tell you anything about this shit?"

“Obviously not."

crap, but I suppose it would make sense that they at least would give me the basic rundown. I mean, I hadn't even

That's why I need you to help me because

guys right there

bodies in various shades of bronze glistened underneath the sun as they messed around with each other, pretending to spar and wrapping each other in headlocks. "You mean the

typical jocks you would see on earth, but they love a good challenge. Last tournament, the tall

words, he needs to

you're the prize, he may try to approach you. Just don't fall for his bullshit... it's all a lie. He has never been nice with a single girl he

different people on the field who would end up signing up to

spar. Lucas looked as gorgeous as he did the day I met him, and from the looks of his bulked-out muscles, he had spent a lot of

doesn't he?“ Sansa asked, pulling me from the dazed thoughts I had. As much as I didn't want to admit

a walk sex machine, and even with our bond broken, I

I muttered, "he won't talk to me, and I hate

couldn't. He stood across the field, his body shining in the setting sun, and as if he knew that I

had no fucking

going to go talk

replied wide-eyed, "didn't that end up badly

looked at me when he realized what he had done was heartbreaking. The moment he realized he was the reason I wasn't alive, he wanted to die. The scream that left his throat wasn't something I wanted to remember, and his anger had been so intense he

didn't allow that. It wasn't his fault

kind of. Still, look at him... he looks so angry," I replied, still staring at where he stood, no longer looking at me but instead working

look like he has spent most of his time out here working out, doesn't he? Damn, that

she nudged me with her shoulder, she urged

were on me for the most part as I made my way towards Lucas, and

are you doing?" he murmured the moment I approached him, "I have nothing to say

tone of my comment caught his attention, and turning to face me, he sighed with what seemed

we already made it clear I was not someone you