And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 216: Denying Finns Offer

Cassie.

Thinking back on my past, I couldn't remember the first time I rode a bike or my first day of school. I also could no longer remember what it was like the first time I had shifted, but standing on the balcony terrace within my room, I could remember the first time I came to Asgard. It was the first time I felt like I had somewhere where I belonged, and today was the day my future would be determined.

“Cassie, did you hear me calling you?" Sansa came over bright and early to help me prepare for the day's events, and though I had felt like it was ages since I had seen her, I knew for her it had been a lot less.

Letting a smile fall across my lips, a bit of laughter escaped me as I turned from the balcony. “You seem more excited about getting out there than I am."

For the first time in a long time, I saw a sight of Sansa I hadn't seen in quite a while. Her look was more relaxed. She wore her skinny jeans and a loose, flowing yellow shirt that complemented her skin color quite well. Her hair was pulled back and styled into a beautiful high ponytail with loose curls that hung around her face.

Even her makeup was more on the natural side.

This was the normality of her I enjoyed seeing. The one thing I hated more than anything were people who tried to pretend they were something they were not and with Sansa, I always knew that when it came to her, she would always be honest and up forth with me.

“You're damn right that I'm ready to get out there. You know how many hot guys are probably waiting on the sidelines to talk to sweet girls? I mean, come on, you may be claimed, but I definitely am not, and it's been a while since I've been laid, so excuse me if I want to go check out the competition."

There was nothing but amusement laced within her tone and her comment caused me to laugh. Sansa, the party girl, was also extremely intelligent, and she loved men and loved watching them. She also had a good head on her shoulders and she knew exactly what life expected of her. She had high expectations and it would take one remarkable man to be able to capture her attention.

“Whatever you say," I muttered teasingly. “So, what monstrosity are you throwing me into today?" I asked eagerly as I glanced around the room, half expecting there be some gown on a mannequin set forth for me, ready for me to put on and parade around like the royalty I was supposed to be.

Sansa's eye met mine as she gave me a dumbfounded expression and shrugged her shoulders. “I don't f*****g know. Go look in your closet and find something."

“Wait, are you telling me that I finally get to pick out my own outfit, and I don't have you or Freya trying to tell me what I need to wear?"

The shock in my words caused Sansa to laugh as Ansley came into the room, looking slightly confused with what was going on. “Is everything okay?"

Turning to Ansley, I nodded. “Yeah, everything's okay. Sansa was just letting me know that I actually got to pick out my own clothes today."

closing her mouth, Ansley stood quietly as if she wanted to

that you want to say something. Do you want to offer your opinion? If so, by all means, go ahead and offer it. There's no reason for you to be shy here." I was still trying to get used to how this girl operated. I knew that

by now that

the closet that you fell in love with when you first came here. You never got to wear it, perhaps you should wear it today. I mean, it is a statement piece or whatever it is that you

her for sticking up and saying what was on her mind, and honestly, her opinion and suggestion were f*****g fantastic. The idea of wearing that dress today sent goosebumps over my skin as I

idea," I replied excitedly as I turned and made my way towards the closet,

mean that I need to get changed if you're gonna be looking like a hooker today?" Sansa called out after me, causing both of us to laugh as I shook my head and lifted the gown from its hanger. I admired the material, eager to put it on and

*****

Lucas.

to take myself back to my room and get plenty of rest. And I appreciated his suggestion because I definitely needed it. The moment I had gotten back to my room last night, I crashed

been determined to prove myself to everybody else and to prove myself to Cassie that I deserved her. But this was the first time that I

and kill her best friend Melissa, and also the fact that I had killed her here in Asgard so she never was able to return home. I felt the

being able to be who I

remorseful over what had happened and that I could work hard enough to

able to prove to Damian I am worth it, then maybe the others

living quarters and the training fields, I heard my name

often. Today, he had his hair pulled straight up into a high ponytail. He was shirtless, revealing tribal marks all over

hips. But did nothing to hide the view of the defined cut he had that would leave nothing to the imagination of

before the

until afterwards," I replied, not wanting to have a deep conversation

away though, he grabbed my arm and stopped me in my tracks again, giving me a look of concern to show he was

I've spoken to Silas. There's something that you need to understand and we need to come to terms on this to

why he was