And Then There Were Four (Lilith Carrie)

Chapter 163: Kidnapped

Pollux.

Trixie made it clear last night that she wanted me to speak with my sister and correct the wrongs said

during our argument when she came to my room. I had no interest in re- ally talking to Cassie about all

of this, but the more I thought about it, she did look quite bothered last night.

I wished she would give up on this relentless journey of trying to save Lucas. There was nothing wrong

with him. He was simply being the asshole I always knew he was, and toy- ing with my sister was

probably just his way of getting back at me for all of the bullshit I put him through in the past.

Freshly showered and with my mate's scent wafting around me from our lingered experiences together

the night before, I made my way down towards my sister's room, my feet moving slowly until I

approached the door.

With a heavy sigh, I lifted my hand to knock. Before I did, I glanced over my shoulder to see Trixie

standing down the hallway with a bright smile on her face, the yellow dress she wore illuminating

against her skin as she gave me two thumbs up and nodded her head eagerly for me to go ahead and

knock.

If it weren't for Trixie, I wouldn't be standing here right now. But I knew she cared about my sister very

much as her friend, and because of that, I was doing this for her and no- body else.

Knocking upon the door, I waited. There wasn't a sound from inside. After a few moments of knocking

again, I became irritated. "Cassie, it's me. Let's talk about all of this going on. I'm ready to listen."

There was no sound from the other side of the door again at my comment. I blew out a huff of

frustration, banging upon it with my fist. "Cassie, open the door and stop being like this. I-I'm sorry I

acted the way that I did. Can we please just talk about this?"

Still, there was no response whatsoever to my attempts to get her to answer the door. Before I knew it,

Trixie was at my side. I glanced at her-a worried expression of confusion had crossed her face as her

beautiful eyes stared at the closed door.

"Something's wrong," she whispered as she reached for the handle, finding it unlocked, and quickly

pushed open the door, entering inside.

Glancing around the room upon first entry, the smell of sex lingered in the air. It was Cassie scent and

another male's I wasn't too familiar with. I glanced around at twisted bed sheets, blankets on the floor,

and the open balcony door. I was curious where my sister was.

"Perhaps she's already left for today," Trixie said to herself as she glanced around the room, the same

as I, and then looked at me, her eyes locking with mine with a simple shrug of her shoulders.

"She might have."

Trixie walked towards the bed. "Well, if she did, at least we know she had fun last night. This bed was

absolutely ravaged.

Kind of reminds me of what you and I did in your room."

Chuckling to myself, I crossed my arms over my chest. The last thing I wanted to think about was my

sister getting fucked senseless, but it did make sense that whoever she had been here with, she had

had a good time. The only problem was, I couldn't shake this feeling in the bottom of my stomach that

told me something else was at play here.

Before I could open my mouth to say anything, the door was pushed open and I quickly turned to see

Silas standing there with a bunch of flowers in his hand. His mouth partially opened as his eyes met

mine, realizing he had been caught in a situation he hadn't expected to.

"Are those flowers for me? Are you here to see my sister?"

Silas rolled his eyes at my comment, entering the room with nothing but confidence as he held his head

high. "Your sister, of course. Where is she?"

"Obviously she isn't here, so why are you?" The reply I gave was completely sarcastic, and as his glass

eyes glanced towards the bed and then back to me, I gave him a smug smile.

It was clear he saw exactly what I did, and unfortunately for him, no matter how much he liked her, she

must have had fun with Lucas last night and rekindled whatever argument that they had.

"Do you know where she went?"

Rolling my eyes, I shrugged my shoulders as a gesture to the bed. "Obviously with her mate who

fucked her senseless last night."

Silas look to the bed again, and as he did, he couldn't con- tain the laughter that ended up erupting

from his lips com- pletely, catching me off guard. "You think Lucas did that to her last night and that's

why the beds all messed up?"

I suddenly felt as if I was the elephant in the room who had absolutely no idea what was going on. As

Silas sat the flowers down upon the dresser, I glanced at Trixie and real- ized I was incorrect.

Trixie's face flushed red as her eyes widened in shock at what Silas had said. She had obviously

realized exactly what he was talking about and I felt completely stupid. I rolled my eyes with annoyance

before stepping forward and grabbing Silas's arm.

"If there's something that you know that we don't, it's best that you go ahead and say it."

Silas glanced down at where my grip was upon his arm and quickly shrugged it out of my hand. "It

would be in your best interest not to touch me again."

"Boys, boys, that's enough," Trixie quickly exclaimed as she cleared the room, looping her arm through

mine to try and calm me down. "Sweetie, it would seem that your sister and Silas may have a small

fling going on.”

It took a moment for those words to sink into my head, and as they did, I quickly turned my glare back

upon Silas with a narrowed, angry expression. “Took advantage of my sister and one of her most

vulnerable moods, knowing full well that she has a mate?"

It was clear that Silas was not the person I thought he was, and as he quickly ignored what I said and

made his way around the room as if searching for something, I couldn't help but want to completely

destroy who he was in order to gair satisfaction from the entire situation.

Cassie and I may not have been close, but I wouldn't toler ate anybody taking advantage of my sister,

especially since she wasn't in the right mental capacity to make decisions like that, considering the

emotional stress she had been under.

"Hey, I'm talking to you," I snapped, moving away from Trixie and straight towards Silas. However,

before I could even attempt to lay a finger on Silas again, he quickly turned, grip- ping me by the throat

and hoisting me into the air.

He was far stronger than I had given him credit, and as he looked up at me with a sneer upon his face,

I could see he was not in the mood to fucking deal with me. "I need you to back the fuck off so I can

figure out where your sister is."

The moment didn't last long as he quickly was thrown from me, my body hitting the floor as Silas hit the

wall. I was slightly amazed by the power my mate Trixie had and as she came to stand before me, the

aura that radiated off of her body was nothing but pure power.

"Silas... Pollux," Trixie said like a stern mother scolding her children. "What did I tell you about getting

along? I thought we've had this conversation before. Both of you need to keep your hands to yourself

because I'm in a good mood today and I don't need that ruined."

There was no point in arguing with my mate when she said her piece. I had quickly learned a few days

ago after I marked her. When Trixie wanted something, she was going to do it whether you wanted her

to or not. And if she told you to knock it off, it was best that you did it. Otherwise, you were likely to

receive punishment you did not want.

Something that would make her a wonderfully amazing mother one day. But for right now, I felt a little

scolded, like a boy who got in trouble by his mother because I wasn't listen- ing.

Standing to our feet, Silas and I brushed ourselves off be- fore quickly turning our attention back to

Trixie, who had crossed her arms over her chest with a smile upon her face as she rocked back and

forth from heel to toe. "Thank you. Now it's obvious that Cassie isn't here and we need to figure out

what exactly happened."

Silas and I were both silent as we watched Trixie walk around the room. She had an uneasiness before

she stepped in here, and as she continued to walk around, looking at every little thing that lingered

around the room upon dressers or even within the small bookshelf against the far wall, she came to

stop eventually in front of the balcony door to which she was hesitant to go out on.

"She went out here..." Trixie muttered softly before push- ing herself forward through the billowing

curtains out into the sunny balcony that lay just beyond them.

I barely had a chance to move when a sharp yelp escaped her and I quickly went running with Silas

following behind me. The moment my eyes landed upon my beautiful mate, her hands over her mouth

with a gasp and a look of horror across her face, I knew something had happened.

Letting my eyes follow the line of sight to see what Trixie was looking at, I found the red small splashes

of blood upon the cobbled balcony floor laying in wait for someone to find it. "Is that blood?"

Silas rushed forward, bending to his knees as he touched the blood with his fingertips and quickly

brought it up to his nose. "It's Cassie's..."

I never imagined my sister's name would follow the word blood, but as it did my heart sank into the pits

of my stomach as I realized this situation was far worse than I had thought.

It was clear something had happened to my sister. She had obviously come out to the balcony after

Silas left and was attacked. A million and one thoughts swirled through me, and as I tried to put all of

the pieces together. There was only one common denominator that didn't make sense.

And that was Silas.

Rushing forward, I gripped him by the front of his shirt and quickly pushed his back towards the wall.

"What the fuck did you do to my sister? Where is she?"

The sound of Trixie saying my name, trying to get me to stop filled my ears, but unfortunately my brain

had been hardwired to defend my family and the beast lurking under my skin wanted vengeance.

Once again, with the quick thrust, Silas shoved me off, ad- justing his shoulders as he straightened his

back and nar- rowed his gaze down at me. "I told you not to fucking touch me, pup. Trixie, get a hold of

your mate before he ends up dead."

She didn't hesitate at the command and was quickly at my side, shaking her head. No. She had

obviously known Silas longer than I had, and there must have been a good reason for her to say that.

From what she had explained to me, drag- ons were notorious for being absolutely ruthless, and Silas

right now was on the verge of losing control, his eyes flicker- ing between the bluish green to a reddish

gold.

I had no idea how we were going to find what had hap- pened to my sister. But before I could even

open my mouth, as if she had read my mind, Trixie smiled and pulled her phone from her pocket.

“Everyone calm down. Let me call Sansa. She'll know what to do."

"You're calling the witch?" Silas snapped as he sent a glare Trixie's way.

Most people would have been intimidated, and she had been for a moment when he demanded she

keep me in check. But as she stood to her feet, pushing the phone against her air, she pointed at him

with an angry gaze, one that I had nev- er seen as her eyes flashed a fluorescent green.

"Silas, you may be powerful, but do not forget who I am. Piss me off and be disrespectful one more

time, and I'll put your ass in a permanent timeout."