Chapter 10: Bad news
Lukan is alive. Oh my god. I listen as Nevaeh tells Mathias and the other guy about Lukan’s reappearance, but I refuse to participate. I’m still shocked by the night’s events.
It also doesn’t help that I’m still feeling a bit heated after struggling in Mathias’ lap. What the hell am I doing? This man rejected me, and I’m turned on.
My thoughts are halted when Mikhail parks in a garage and turns off the ignition. Without a word, everyone files out of the car. Nerves frayed, I look around the unfamiliar surroundings. Nevaeh must notice my nervousness because she moves toward me and takes my hand. “Are you okay, Cassia?” I nod my head. There’s no way that I’m going to tell her that my body is still thrumming with arousal from Mathias’ touch.
“Have you ever been to the Council headquarters?” She asks softly. I shake my head. “No, I have
Chapter 11: Inconvenient ReincarnationMathias“What do you have?” I ask Gadriel with a grim frown. I’m sure that everyone in the room can hear my teeth grinding as my rage escalates. Gabriel nods his head and reaches into his pocket, presenting me with an old, weathered page. “We were unable to find Lukan. However, we did find this in one of his houses. We had a few witches review the sheet in hopes that they’d know what it means. They all agree that the symbols on the page refer to Lazarus’ tears. The theory right now is that Lukan did, in fact, actually die. From what we gleaned, he somehow found a vial Lazarus tears and was resurrected.”I’m stunned by the news. I had heard about Lazarus' tears, but I didn’t believe they were real. If this is the case, this changes everything, and I can see that everyone else is coming to the same realization. However, I can’t focus on that. Right now, all
Chapter 12: Bittersweet miseryCassiaIt has been days since Mathias has brought me to his house. For the most part, he has ignored me. I guess if I had to label it, I would say we co-exist. Sometimes I look at him and wish that he would take me in his arms and kiss me. Other times, I wish he would just let me go and let me get over him. It hurts to be around him. To know that he does not feel the same way. To anyone, this would be odd, but when it comes to Supernaturals, mating is a beautiful fated bond that develops before mates meet. It’s love in its truest form. Well, for everyone except me, apparently. When the dreams revealing my mate began, I was so happy. I had finally discovered that someone out there was fated for me. I built up a dream around a man that I thought would love me. You’d find this odd, but mating dreams are rare. Not everyone finds a mate right away. Some have to wait centuries or don’t get one at all. Oh, how bitter real
Chapter 13: Fated to be happy?MathiasCassias’s words pierce my brain. I know I’ve been unfair to her with my indecisiveness. She’s right. I don’t have the right to get angry after I’ve made a choice not to be her mate. It’s just that my body refuses to listen. Moving forward, I grasp her elbow. “I don’t know what to say, Cassia. You’re a sweet, beautiful woman. and I just… You have to understand that I only loved one woman. Then after years of mourning. I meet the one I’m fated to be with.”Cassia frowns warily. “Then why don’t you let me go, Mathias. This is not working for us. I can’t keep doing this. It might be okay for you, but for me, it…” Her eyes glaze with tears that she refuses to let falls as she takes a step back. “…it’s not what I want.” Her voice quivers as she looks down at her hands. Jaw ticking, I reach for her hand
Chapter 14: Not fated?CassiaI run my brush over the canvas as the music plays in the background. Today, I’m in the school’s art building working on a new art piece in hopes of forgetting my reality. Mathias had to drop me off earlier because he had to go to a Council meeting. To be honest, I think he needed some distance from me. He has pretty much avoided my presence since the other night. A part of me is relieved to be away from me, while another is angry that he needs to be away from me.Whenever I come to the art building, I close and lock the doors behind me. There’s plenty of sunlight coming from the building’s ceiling. The ceiling is made of beautiful stained glass flowers with rich, vibrant colors. Needing to distract my thoughts, I sift through my playlist, extend my easel and place my blank canvas on it. My second bag has my paints on it. I like to play music while I paint. It enhances my feelings and helps me focus on my pain
Chapter 15: DevastatedMathiasI clench my jaw as I contemplate how far things have gone. It’s time to pick up Cassia from school, and I’m still unsure how to handle our situation. Things have been very tense between us since the kiss. I don’t know how to fix this. The kiss continues to haunt me. It was perfect. No kiss had ever felt so right. Not even when Marael and I kissed, which makes guilt grind in my belly like a slithering snake.Feeling suffocated, I step out of the council office and let my wings free. It’s late enough that no one would notice me flying around, and I stay close to the clouds just in case I’m needed. The wind rushes through my wings like a caress. I glance around the city, enjoying the beauty of the world until I finally land on a familiar rooftop. Retracting my wings, I make my way to the door with a hidden elevator. When Nevaeh and I found out that she was my daughter, she invited me to several parties in
Chapter 16: DecisionCassiaIt has been the worst night of my life. All I want to do is go to my mother’s house and bury my head in my pillow. After pulling me close and letting me cry, my uncle Draco drops me off at home with the promise that things will get better. He must have called ahead because my mother meets me at the door. “Baby, your uncle told me what happened. I was so worried.” She wraps her arms around me, holding me tight like she used to do when I was a child. There’s nothing like the comforting touch of my mother’s embrace.“I’m okay, mom. Can we talk about this later?” My mother releases me and inspects my rumpled dress. “Okay, how about you go upstairs, take a hot bath, and relax. But don’t think that you can avoid this conversation. We will talk tomorrow. Now, I placed a fresh sketchbook on your bed, and the bath is stocked with your favorite salts and oils. Go ahead, baby.” I
Chapter 17: SteadyMathiasEverything went very well today. I thought that I wouldn’t handle loving Cassia, but she makes it so easy. Touching her is like an out-of-body experience. She makes everything better. There still hasn’t been any news in regards to Lukan, which makes me wary. All I know is that whatever Lukan is doing, it’s not going to be good for the rest of us.I pull Cassia close as we relax in the balcony’s lounge chair. My wings are straining to be let loose, but I have to wait until nightfall. Sometimes Cassia and I fly over the skies together and enjoy the rush of the air in our wings. I kiss Cassia’s head, pull her closer to my chest, and run my fingers through her hair while she caresses my hand.We’re both locked in a bubble of contentment and basking in our closeness when my cell phone rings. It’s Mikhail. “Mikhail?” I answer.“Mathias, you have to come here right now.
Chapter 18: Sad endings?CassiaI burst through the rooftop door with Nevaeh following behind me. “Cassia, wait!” Nevaeh calls out. I turn to her as my tears pour down my face. “I’m sorry, Nevaeh, I need to go. I…I can’t do this right now.” I croak out. Nevaeh’s face pales with sadness.“Please, Cassia, you can’t do this. I know Mathias loves you.”“No, Nevaeh, he doesn't love me. If he did, he wouldn’t have stood in front of the woman he really loved without giving me a second thought. I’m done with this. He has hurt me for the last time.”Nevaeh moves back with tears gleaming in her eyes and enfolds me in her embrace. Tightening my arms around her, I nod to Mikhail. “I know you mean well, Nevaeh, but Mathias and I are over.”I’m about to leap from the roof’s edge when a large form rams my body and tackles me to the groun