TORN BETWEEN THE THREE

CHAPTER SIX: YOU FAILED HER!

LYRA'S POV

Oh no! Fuck no! I did not mean to do that! What did I just do?!

Moon goddess please, please, please, no. The tears filled my eyes, the regret riled in. I wished I could turn back the hands of time. I wished I could go back just a few seconds to stop myself. I shouldn't have done that!

She is my friend! The closest thing I have to a sister. Why did I push her?! 

My eyes felt heavy and puffy from crying, my throat felt like it was closing in on itself, my heart was beating really fast. The tears streamed down my eyes. Rhea is going to die and it will be all my fault! Oh moon goddess please save her, she is the only sister I have ever known!

"Help! Somebody help! Help please!" I cried as I cradled Rhea's head on my lap. Her body laid limply on the ground. Her eyes were closed. I checked to see if she was still breathing. I checked for a pulse, it was there but it was really weak.

I...I hadn't meant to do that. I...I did not mean to hurt her. Oh goddess, why did I let the jealousy take over? Now she's dead and it's all my fault!

"Help!" I yelled again. The wind blew against us, the blood at the side of Rhea face was a lot. I panicked. What if no one hears me? The balcony is really far from the bar area where everybody is right now.

"Help please," I said weakly. I did not expect anyone to hear that because of the loud music, however, within a few seconds, Cassian, Dorian and Lucian were there. 

Their faces held the same emotion; rage. 

"Who did this to her?!"Lucian yelled. I flinched in fear, I had never seen Lucian yell before. He id usually very quiet and composed. I have hardly even seen him talk and now he looked like he was ready to tear down the world for Rhea. I felt a ping of envy but I bit it down. 

It is my fault, she is unconscious, I don't even know if she is going to survive and it is all my fault.

"How dare they hurt our mate!" Dorian yelled. His rage was apparent on his face. His hands were balled in a fist, his lips were set in a thin grim line. His usual smily jovial face was set in the most murderous frown I have ever seen. 

I watched Cassian, my Cassian. I wanted his gaze to somehow wander to me. I wanted him to look at me but his gaze lingered on Rhea. He looked at her like she was a precious stone that some bastard had tried to take away from him. He looked like he was ready to murder everybody just to avenge what had happened to Rhea.

"I'm going to make whoever did this pay with their life," he said in his usual calm-controlled voice. The same calm- controlled voice that signaled his burning anger. His eyes studied Rhea. His fist looked white and bloodless as a result of how hard he was clenching it.

I panicked. Does he love her now? Does he even love me anymore?

"We have to take her to the hospital," Cassian said and without another word, Without even looking at me, he picked Rhea up from the ground. Her head rested on his shoulders, her hands laid clumsily at his back. The jealousy, the hurt and sadness that I had fought so hard to keep inside began to brew.

For the first time in my life, I hated someone. For the first time that evening I wished Rhea would die. I wished every bad thing on her and I did not feel bad about it. If she dies, everything will go back to normal. This weird obsession Cassian has for her will stop. If she dies, my Cassian will come back to me, we will get married and our life will go happily. Rhea is the only obstacle here.

As if noticing my presence for the first time, Cassian turned to me.

"My love," he started. I searched his eyes for the love and warmth it usually has when he is speaking to me but I saw nothing, only this insane fear for Rhea's life. His eyes held no love for me, it only held regret... Regret for letting this happen to Rhea. I know Cassian. I can read him like a book. I know that he is probably tormenting himself for not protecting his mate, Rhea. 

That bitch! I hope she fucking dies! I hope she dies so that Cassian's heart can return back to me.

"I'll call Andrew to drive you home. I have to make sure Rhea is alright," he said. Without waiting for my response he sprinted over to join his brothers. Dorian had taken Rhea from Cassian when he came to speak to me, he was now in the car with her and Lucian. Cassian joined them in the car and it drove off, leaving me standing there alone.

The tears ran freely from my eyes, I wiped them away furiously. I have to get my Cassian back. Wolf bound or not he is mine. I hope Rhea dies because if she doesn't I'll just have to kill her.

CASSIAN'S POV

Why do feel this way? I shouldn't care what happens to her! Fuck I don't even know her like that so why do I fucking care if she lives or dies?! Why is my heart racing so much? Why can't I get myself to calm down or sit down? I looked at my brothers, they looked as panicked as I do.

 Dorian is fiddling with his fingers, he only does that when his nervous and I haven't seen him do that in a long time. He is usually very childish and care-free. I have never seen him worry and now he looked very worried as he paced the length of the hospital waiting room muttering under his breath.

I looked at Lucian. Lucian is the only one amongst the three of us that is seated. He has his head bowed, facing the ground. Lucian is not one to show emotions so I cannot tell if he feels the fear that Dorian and I do. You can never tell with Lucian.

"Save her. We need her," I heard my wolf say to me. I almost jumped out of my skin in shock. I have never heard the sound of my wolf's voice before, this is probably only happening because of my mate -bond with Rhea.

We all looked up immediately we heard footsteps coming our way. The doctor stood in front of us, the look on his face was anything but encouraging. Before he even said the words I knew what he was about to say. My wolf roared violently inside of me, I could feel his pain.

"You failed her! You failed her!" He said over and over again. The sadness I felt was like nothing I had felt before.

"You failed our mate and now we will never be whole again," my wolf cried.