And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 184: Lucas' Choice

Lucas.

The moment I watched that strange man place his hands on Cassie, I lost my mind. She may not have been my mate anymore, but there was no way in hell I’d ever allow any man or creature to touch her in the wrong way. If I couldn't be with her, then I’d still lurk in the shadows as her protector.

At least then, she could live her life, and I would know that she was okay.

Making our way down the hall, I headed straight for her room. I knew where it was and made a point the day she was moved to find out its location. Even though that was something I would never admit to anyone. It was clear they didn't want me anywhere around her, and I wasn’t sure how people were going to take to me being around her now.

We arrived at her room, and I pushed open the door and stepped to the side, allowing her to enter before closing it behind us. There was a lot on my mind that needed to be said, but I wasn't quite sure where to start without flying off the handle on her.

When she turned and met my gaze, my heart about stopped. Cassie looked beautiful in the golden dress she was wearing, and the way strands of her hair hung down in spiral curls around her face made her look more innocent than I knew she was. Even the plump, soft pink hue to her lips made my beast hungry to kiss her, and most importantly, when my eyes met hers, I still felt that spark between us.

The very same spark that made me want to run away for fear of hurting her again.

“What did you want to talk about?“ she asked as she stared at me with such fierce intensity. My own heart began to palpitate, trying to gather as much courage as I could to answer her.

I needed to stay focused and remember exactly why I was here in front of her. Cassie had been reckless over the years, and though I myself had been reckless too, we both had to grow up, and we both had to get a hold of ourselves. Because if we didn't, if Cassie didn't, she would end up getting herself hurt or worse.

Cassie had already died once before, and though now she was embodied in an immortal goddess, it didn’t mean that she was invincible. There was no such thing as mortality, no matter how much people tried to say otherwise. There was always a way to kill something, to hurt someone, no matter who they were.

Taking a deep breath, I narrowed my gaze, trying to stay focused on what I needed to say. "You need to start being more careful who you speak to the way that you do. What would have happened had I not been there? He could have hurt you. Or even worse, Cassie."

My tone and comments were obviously not what she was expecting because she quickly became defensive as she crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her own gaze at me, glaring with such heat I myself felt slightly uncomfortable.

“Me. I didn't ask for you to save me. I was quite capable of taking care of myself."

I couldn't help it. Hearing her try to be so bold and brazen was not expected, and I found it amusing she thought she

the way, who is he? Obviously, he knows you're quite well to be able to

that I enjoyed that? You're a complete asshole. If the only thing you did was come here to cause an argument with me, feel free to fucking

moment, wondering if I had misunderstood exactly what was going on. I knew she needed help which was clearly obvious. I could fear her heart racing and smell the uncertainty and fear

have things that we need to talk about, and after all these weeks, if you're trying to talk to me, are you really saying that you finally don't want to have that conversation?" I asked her, wondering if she would finally buckle and listen to me so I could spend just a few more moments with her, even if I was afraid to

and make amends for us to put things behind us, and all you did was the typical thing, pushed me away, and were a

of the irritation I felt with her

Tired of being in the position I was in. I was tired of being in

fuck up, Cassie, and start listening to the people around you who actually fucking care about you. This isn't a game anymore. Shit has

actually took the initiative to be real with her. To tell her the truth and help her to face that truth. I could tell by the gaze in her eyes and the hesitation she felt as she fidgeted with her hands that, deep down, what I was saying was

was the defiant, bitchy side of Cassie, and slowly as it melted away, her eyes brimmed with tears as she quickly batted them away with the fluttering of

exhausted from all of the shit that had

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Cassie.

couldn’t contain my anger. Perhaps I was a little immature, and I did act out of anger the majority of

Lucas? Why

interested in shit with me because of the fear he felt, and yet low

me, looking like the sex god he was. Even in the broody mood he portrayed with narrowed, darkened eyes and gritted teeth concealed by his rugged jawline, all I could

couldn't even come to see me himself. Instead, he sends someone else to do what he

scoffed as his arms fell by his side. "Sorry to disappoint you. Perhaps I'll go tell him to fucking sort you out

but I suppose what I said was a little harsh. "I didn't mean it like that... I’m just so....fucking irritated by all

me, I was surprised when I turned to find him looking at me with a softer expression. "I get

shocked and unsure of