And Then There Were Four

"I thought I made it clear I didn't want anything to do with you, so I don't know why you're here bothering me," he spoke loud enough for the people around to hear what he said, and as I took in his comment, I couldn't hold back the laughter that escaped me. So instead, I decided to play his game. "Bother you? I'm pretty sure you're the one who just walked up to me. I didn't say anything to you, nor did I approach you. I walked right past you and got my food, and yet you're the one standing in my way from leaving." Lucas' eyes narrowed as a sneer marred his lips. He couldn't deny the truth in what I said. I hadn't said a single thing to him, and yet he was the one who left the comfort of his new toy and friends to come over and address me as if I was the one bothering him. It wasn't the smartest move on his part, considering everybody around heard exactly what I said. It left him standing there looking like the fool he really was. No matter the fool, though, in the gaze he laid upon me, I saw the darkness seeping within him, and every part of me wanted to help.

But I couldn't. It was obvious Lucas had made his choice, and had he wanted my help, he would have allowed me to give it to him two days ago when he tried to kill me.

"You are a delusional bitch. I will never be with you. Get that through your fucking head," he growled as his eyes shifted between gold flecks and Obsidian chaos.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, I stepped closer, making sure he got a good wiff of my scent as I gazed up and down his body taking in every single curve of the ripped muscle beneath his shirt. As well as the same well-defined arms that had once held my naked body against him.

"If you don't want me, then reject me and get it over with."

I didn't really want Lucas to reject me as his mate, but at the same time, I was tired of this back and forth battle with him. It was absolutely pointless, and as he seemed to contemplate what I was offering, a smile spread across his lips.ConTEent bel0ngs to Nôv(e)lD/rama(.)Org .

"Fine. I, Lucas, reject you, Castor, as my mate."

The stinging pain of the tear of our bond echoed through my heart. Thankfully our bond hadn't been completed, and I was for once grateful I didn't allow him to mark

me completely. "You will regret doing that one day."

"Accept the rejection, Cassie," he snapped as he stood waiting for me to say something further, but instead of accepting right away, I pushed away my pain and smirked.

"When I'm ready, I will. For right now, though, you don't deserve it."

He cringed in pain himself as I

quickly pushed past him making my way down the hall with all eyes upon me, whispers escaping those who had witnessed our reaction. I had to learn to ignore everyone like lused to do with Melissa, and as took a deep breath, it worked-fora moment.

Zia stood from her seat as I passed her, a look of pure satisfaction upon her face.

"Looks like you finally got what you deserve," Zia called out, with nothing but amusement in her tone.

Halting in my tracks, I stared at the double doors in front of me that was my escape to freedom, wondering what choice I was going to make could continue through the doors and be known for the girl who got dumped during lunch, or I could turn and make her eat her own words.

Both were things people would eventually forget... but right now, I didn't care.

"Cassie, don't-" Sansa and Trixie said in unison. "She's baiting you."

Pushing back the pain in my heart, I glanced at my friends with a smile, "I know... and she is going to eat her fucking words too."