Shadow Realm

9

"Mother?" but his mother did not answer. The scent grew stronger and stronger as Cassie got closer. When she placed her hands on her mother's body, she touched something slimy and warm. Bloods. He struggled to stay calm and concentrated trying to listen to the woman's heartbeat, but he could not hear anything.

Footsteps behind him and a familiar laugh were heard. Cassie turned around and looked into his eyes.

"What are you doing here?"

Morgan smiled and tilted his head to the side. His face was quite strange and his eyes were also strange.

"I came to visit you to congratulate you and I met your mother... What an amazing woman!" Morgan held a knife in his hand and it was dirty, with blood.

Cassie felt anger rising inside her.

"Why did you do that?"

Morgan made a puzzled expression but then he regained his senses and smiled again.

"I can assure you that he did not suffer. That's a clean cut. He's not even fighting! How funny ... do you know what his last words were? He said your name!"

"You are a monster!" the girl cried while crying. Anger grew more and more ferocious, and heat began to spread in his body. He felt his fangs fall and his eyes ache, just like every time he transformed.

"I'm making you angry? Oh how sorry I am!"

"You have to take it out on me! What does this have to do with my mom?!" Cassie growling. He tried hard to maintain his human form, but it was not easy.

"You beat me! My grandfather was disappointed in me, he said that I had humiliated the family by letting a girl hit me. You shouldn't have done that Casalia, not with me."

"So you killed my mother?"

"Don't worry about the little flower, you'll soon join her as well!" Morgan pointed a knife at the girl's throat, but did not stab her. Morgan stood still and looked Cassie in the eye. His expression was a mixture of anger and astonishment. Did he see that Cassie's eyes weren't like wolves? But Cassie doesn't care.

"Pass me!" Cassie doesn't have the strength to fight and she doesn't want to do it. The monster just killed his mother and he has nothing. Now he might even die.

Morgan kept staring at Cassie "Your eyes" she said in a weak voice.

"Do it! Sooner or later I'll die too. Kill me now if you dare!"

Morgan continued the hunter expression he had a moment ago and regained his control. He closed his eyes and strengthened himself.

The time has come. How many times did Cassie dream about death? But now it's not like when he dreamed it. In her dream she was terrified, she tried to escape but was blocked. Now different. He felt ready to die now because his life would not make sense without his mother.

"Your last words?"

Cassie opened her eyes and smiled. "Go to hell!"

Morgan raised his knife towards Cassie's heart, but at that moment something happened. The knife was lodged in the wall near the side of Cassie's mother's room and Morgan was on the floor right in front of Cassie. Cassie looked ahead and saw a red-haired wolf

"Cam!"

But Morgan got up and threw another knife at Cam, hitting him on the side and keeping him motionless on the ground.

"NO! CAMERON!" but the girl knew that her friend would get away with it. Another smell crept into the room. Cassi knows exactly where it came from, but she pretends not to know.

Cassie kept looking her opponent in the eye and realized that she was dying at the hands of her older brother whom she had always wanted as a younger brother. Yes, Morgan is her brother, no doubt. The same eyes, the same movements, the same warrior spirit. Cassie soon understands that they have the same blood, that this is her father's son.

The boy drew his sword from his belt and pointed it at Cassie's heart. He smiled one last time and urged. Cassie could feel the knife tear off her clothes and then stab into her flesh.

"You're almost there" Cassie said to her brother, still staring into his eyes.

"One more try and you're done."

Cassoe always thought she wanted a dignified death, perhaps in battle, but that's not what's happening now. He knew that there were still many things he could do, but at the same time he realized without his mother he would not be able to move on with his life. So at that time, what was the point of living? And sooner or later she will be found and someone will kill her, at least she is dying at the hands of her brother and that, from a certain point of view, is the best way to die. Better him than a stranger. Why Morgan did all this was not simple, but it was also not a problem for him. The time had come and he did not want to do anything to prevent it, even if he could do it.

Morgan thrust his sword slowly, and the pain was so intense that Cassie could not open her eyes, but she kept looking at the man. He wanted to look her in the eye, he wanted to look her in the eye one last time before she died. For years he wondered if his father would have children with his other wife after he was abandoned by Cassie's mother, and he wondered if they looked like him. And now he has proof that he's right.

Her brother had a blank look, as if, even though he was in front of her, he didn't really see it. Obviously he didn't know they shared the same blood, but no wonder. Cassie thought: Would he kill me even if he knew I was his sister? Of course he'll kill her. He is a monster.

The blade leads to the heart, he feels it. Cassie breathed her last, but as Morgan prepared to deliver a powerful stab, something leaped towards her with incredible force and speed. Cassie's eyes left her brother's eyes and her jaw agape. There's talk of white wolves in her community, but they're considered just legends, and Cassie isn't sure about it either, until she finds him in front of her. He looked into his eyes and realized.

"Nathan." he whispered. Cassie has kissed him and knows Nathan is there, that Nathan can choose between killing him or making sure he's alive.

They fought for a while, and before Morgan could get his sword into Nathan's neck, another creature stepped forward. The vampire, Cassie thought, and she also knew that this vampire was the same man who had gone to great lengths to protect her. As he lunged at Morgan, instead of sticking his fangs into his neck, he lifted him up and pinned him down.

"You're going to leave Holding, you're going to tell your grandfather that you killed the wolf, the mother of the girl who hit you. You wouldn't say that he asked you to kill him. I'm not going to say what it is and you're not going to say who it is. You won't be able to remember everything that happened tonight. Go now."

Morgan did what the vampire said, he stood up and ran, disappeared at night.

Cassie knelt down and curled up on the floor. He felt a sharp pain in his chest, as if his blade was still stuck there. His throat was burning and blood gushed from where his brother's sword was about to stab him. The last pain he felt at that time made him guess that his wound was already healed, but would the other wound be healed, the wound that had injured him inside? Will he forget his mother's death? He was the one who should have died at the hands of Wistledes, not his mother.

"Casallia..." Robert approached her and put a hand on her shoulder but she moved away.

"Maybe better get out of here..."

"I don't want to! He died because of me! If I wasn't born..."

"You can't say these things!" The man stood in front of him and knelt down.

"You are the fruit of his love and many Nephilim, wolves, vampires, and hybrids envy his courage! I know it's not easy to understand right now, but she'll sacrifice herself for you anyway..."

Cassie started crying. Strange sensations of tears falling down one after another, drenched his entire face. She never cried.

"I can't make him proud ..." Cassie said softly, as if she wanted to tell herself and not Robert.

"You make him proud! She's always proud of you" Robert caressed her cheek and smiled.

"Now let's go, I'll send someone to clean up this mess..."

"Can I say goodbye one last time?" The man nodded and left the room.

Cassie walked up to her mother and rubbed her forehead, "I love you.." She turned her head and her legs went limp again. He found himself face down on the ground covered in his mother's blood. The last thing he saw was the eyes of a white wolf, then only darkness.

Nathan felt very guilty, though in his heart he knew he could not stop Morgan from committing such a cruel act. He knew that Casalia was strong, but anyone would give up at a time like this. When he enters the house, the first thing he sees is Morgana going to kill Cassie and a wave of anger storming her. The fact that the girl maintained her composure at the time made her astonished. She is almost entirely convinced that Cassie knows Morgan is her brother, but it seems she is completely ready to die at the hands of family members who were never part of it. While Casalia's heart never stopped beating regularly, she did not feel afraid at the time but this frightened her instead.

As if sensing the flow of her thoughts, Cassie opened her eyes and sat down.

"Where am I?"

"In Robert's apartment."

"What am I doing here?"

"You can't stay home and there's nowhere else we can go..."

Cassie nodded and immediately raised her hand to her face. He was shaking and his heart was pounding. For a moment she thought she was going to cry, but she didn't. He looked at himself and opened his eyes.

"Who changed my clothes..."