And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 204: Trixies Plea for Help

Cassie.

All night I stayed up thinking about everything Anna had warned me about. I wasn't sure what I was

going to do, but I knew that my warning was clear. Ashley was poisoning my brother's mind, and it

didn't matter what anybody else said… I was going to be the one to have to stop it.

The only problem was trying to figure out what she was. Anna had told me to open my mind to my

powers, and let it come to me. So, that was what I was going to have to do. I was going to have to get

to the bottom of what was going on at any cost.

First though, was breakfast with my mother. A way I hoped could shed light on why Ashley had such

influence over my brother. Or if she even knew he was still seeing her.

The sun shone brightly in the sky as I made my way across the grass towards the veranda where I was

meeting my mother. This time of year was beautiful in my opinion. It wasn't cold outside, but it wasn't

hot. Instead, the breeze blew gently through the air creating a peaceful environment, which was what I

desperately needed for the conversation about to take place.

Step by step, I made my way towards her. Her eyes gazed up to meet mine as a smile spread from ear

to ear as she lifted her delicate hand to wave at me. I had never seen her so happy, so carefree. I had

always remembered her being this stressed out, strict woman, trying to raise all her children, while still

trying to be the Luna of the pack.

I had never seen any other side to her before, but I was glad that I could now.

“Good morning, sweetie. I'm glad that you could make it," my mother said softly as she stood to greet

me, wrapping her arms around my body as she pulled me into a hug before I sat down.

“I wouldn't miss this with you, mom." Taking a seat across from her, I lifted the glass of orange juice to

my lips and gazed down at the array of fruits and pastries she had provided. It reminded me of when I

was a kid and her and James would make Sunday morning breakfast this special.

Except it usually had tons of protein for all the growing men she was feeding.

“How did you sleep?"

I hesitated for a moment as I reached for a strawberry, bringing it to my lips as I took a bite. “I slept

okay. Can't say it was as well as the night before though."

“Yeah, I'm sure," she muttered softly. “I didn't get to talk to your brother properly about everything yet.

He was so angry last night, Damien said I should just let him calm down, but I promise I'll talk to him

about it today."

A scoff of laughter escaped me as I glanced at her with a smile. “It's okay, Mom, honestly. I'll make do

in the guest house."

“Yes, I suppose you will," she replied with her own soft laughter. “Thankfully, we put in a brand new

extra large bed in there for you, so it's big enough for the three of you temporarily."

Laughter erupted from my throat at the thought of them actually sharing a bed with me, or that my

mother thought that they would. “The bed was very comfortable, however, I don't know if the guys

would say the same thing. They didn't sleep in it."

“What?" she muttered softly as she bit into a pastry covered in chocolate, staring at me in utter

confusion. “What do you mean they didn't share a bed with you? They're your mates."

“No, that's where you're wrong. They are not mated to me. They're two men that I like and, well, one of

them says he's fated to me, but it's not official. Not to mention, I'm not sure I actually believe it.

Therefore, they got to enjoy the sofa bed."

My mother did not find amusement like I did at what I said, and though I laughed, she stared at me,

absolutely shocked with her eyes wide as a dumbfounded expression across her face. She couldn't

believe I had allowed them to sleep on a pull out sofa.

Granted, they may have came with me and we may have f****d around a little bit in the past, but there

was no way in hell I was going to allow them to share my bed… at least not until they earned it. I mean,

there were a few things I wouldn't mind them doing for me, one situation in particular involved them

both being on their knees, but that's besides the point.

“Sweetheart, please don't give them a hard time. They both seem to be very sweet, caring young men.

I want you to be happy." She sighed running her hand through her hair as she stared at me with the

same motherly look she had given me for years when she was trying to get me to understand what she

was talking about.

I wanted to agree with her, but this was my life and my s*x life had to be put on the back burner. I

couldn't focus on that right now when my brother needed desperate guidance.

“I'll take it into consideration, but for now let's talk about something else."

Rolling her eyes, a smirk crossed her lips as she shrugged her shoulders. “Fine, fine. What would you

like to talk about?"

“Well, actually, since I can't properly talk to Trixie right now, I was hoping you could tell me what

happened with the entire Ashley situation. Last time I saw Trixie in Asgard, she was upset about Ashley

trying to take Pollux, but now it seems everything is better?"

The ghostly look that crossed my mothers face as her smile fell let me know that things in fact were not

fine. There was definitely something going on, and as much as I wanted to force her to tell me

everything, I couldn't. She was my mother and it was clear this topic was upsetting for her.

“Oh, goodness," she said with an uncomfortable laugh. “I don't even know where to start with that topic.

The girl was always so troubled. You remember how she used to fawn all over your brother when you

guys were in school."

“Yes, I do." I nodded as I leaned back in my chair watching her with a raised brow as she seemed to

stumble over her words in an unusual manner. “So, what's going on?"

“It's hard to explain, Cassie. Ashley was trying to push her way in, and I could tell something was

different about her. I mean, after you guys left she disappeared for months. Her parents were worried,

and no one knew where she went."

“She disappeared?" I questioned, “did she ever say where she went?"

Shaking her head, my mother's frown deepened. “No, but I spoke to her mother not long after she

returned, and they thought maybe she went to find her birth parents."

“Whoa whoa, birth parents? Those aren't her real parents?"

“No… did you not know that Ashley was adopted?" my mother asked me quite surprised. Not that I was

sure why she was. If that was public knowledge back in the day, everyone would have known. She was

the popular girl.

“No, Mom. I had no idea, and I don't think that most people knew that," I replied with a bit of shock to

my tone. It made sense now how Ashley would have powers. If she wasn't a purebred wolf and

perhaps a half breed, then maybe there was more I needed to figure out then I thought.

“Yeah, the poor girl was adopted when she was a baby. I was there when her parents brought her

home. Of course they had to have mine and your fathers permission to do so because we were the