Chapter 200: Figures of Curiosity

Cassie.

Standing in silence staring at the space my mother once stood, I contemplated some of the things she told me. Everything took time and time wasn’t something I had given a chance. It was instead something I fought against and hoped I wouldn’t have to face. Since the moment I stepped into Asgard, I never really gave it a chance, and because of that, I fucked up at every corner.

I wasn’t the only one that had been thrown into a life they weren’t ready for. My mother was a prime example of what I was going through, and if she was able to make it one in one piece and come out on top then why couldn’t I?

Trekking back down the sidewalk that she and I had come from, I took in the pack and admired all the hard work my family had put into this place in order for it to grow with the ages. I was merely a thought—or memory, within the pack territory.

A person who had once been a big part of life and left to be more.