And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 179: Trixie & Sansa

Cassie.

The warmth of sunlight fell upon my cheek and as I slowly opened my eyes, taking in the dust particles dancing within the beams that filtered in through the open window. I realized what had happened last night with Silas wasn't a dream. I had made a stand and fucked things up like I always did, and with a groan, I rubbed my hands over my face and tried to figure out how I was going to apologize for being an idiot.

The sound of footsteps upon the marbled floor caught my attention, and looking towards my bedroom door, I watched Trixie prance in wearing black knee-high boots and a black flowing summery dress that stopped at her thighs with a white belt and her hair curiously braided into two french braids.

A look that was completely different from how Trixie usually dressed, which was odd.

"Trixie? What the hell are you doing here?" I asked slightly shocked and confused as I sat up in bed, trying to process if what I was seeing was actually true.

Taking a bite of the apple in her hands, she went from wide-eyed to furrowed brows with a shrug of her shoulders. “Sansa reached out to me and told me you desperately need guidance. So, here I am."

“Wait. Sansa reached out to you?"

Unsure of what exactly was going on, I let my legs slide over the edge of the bed as I sat there in my blue cotton shorts and tank top trying to process what was going on. It wasn't like we had cell phones in this place. So for Sansa to reach out to Trixie didn't make sense.

“What the hell is wrong with you? Why do you look like you lost your puppy and don't know where to find it?“ Glancing up at Trixie, I quirked a brow and laughed at her comment. She was witty with her comebacks, but half the time, they didn't make sense.

Running my hand over my face, I sighed. "I’m sorry. I just was trying to understand how she reached out to you."

"I am a witch, Cassie," Sansa's voice called out from my living room, making my eyes dart towards the open doorway and back to Trixie, who gestured towards the door, shrugging her shoulders again.

“Sansa's here too?"

“Well, yeah," Trixie said nonchalantly, "why wouldn't she be?"

It was clear something was bothering Trixie, and I wasn't sure what it was yet. But her moody comments and unwillingness to seemingly want to help were unusual behavior for her. Not that I was going to point it out.

Sliding from the bed, my feet hit the floor as I stood stretching my arms over my head. I didn't miss the way Trixie glanced at me with a smirk on her face as I padded my way toward the bathroom to brush my teeth. "So, I heard you had a visitor last night."

my mouth and rolled my eyes, trying my best not to get

Trixie urged as I glanced

came to visit me... we got into a heated

to stop short and stare at the sight before me. Sansa sat on the floor at the coffee table with her dark curly hair pulled up into a bun on her head, papers scattered all around her, and a pencil in

with a smile as Trixie came from behind

had more than a heated debate. That there was some shouting, and when he left, he looked more than pissed off about whatever you two talked

what happened. She was a stickler for the details, and though it was one thing I loved about her, it could also be slightly

I gritted out, trying to drop the

before turning her attention to me fully. "Oh, this? It's the plans for the games,

realized Sansa was putting so much work into this over the last day or so while I had been slacking off for the most part. She was a go-getter, and from the looks of it, she liked to plan things out as well... which would be useful in the

were you thinking? Because I have no clue about

eyes beamed with excitement as she began shuffling through papers and pulling out books. I didn't realize that an

the strength training, but what I was thinking was mixing it with the agility part. So like, maybe a course but one that they basically

confusion, I glanced at Trixie, who sat on the sofa completely amused by what Sansa was saying. "So are we

her lover, Bjorn. However, I had never really paid too much attention to it when I was reading it because it wasn't important at the time. Yet, as Sansa nodded her head in agreement, I found it may have been

course, I had in my room somewhere... if they

Sansa went to open her mouth to

furrowed their brows as if unsure of what to say to me. "Cassie, Odin is a

of course, I know that," I replied, rolling my eyes with irritation, "I'm just saying like what Viking thing are you talking about... you know, with the games.

said softly, giving me an understanding smile,

it like a triple cup kind of

didn't get why Trixie had called it a Viking thing. I mean, there were

the brutality, I

brows in response to Sansa’s reasoning, I sat

suggest. I was a girl who came from a wolf pack and had seen sparring turn into

going to be able to adjust to this new life, I really had to get it together and stop doubting everything I was told. "Well, that will

it is... not to mention incredibly hot,"

and you're mated to my brother, so I don't even wanna know the kind of things you two get