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Knox's POV
I stare blankly at Caspian, who was sitting on Arion's lap while Orson applied lotion on his neck. 
Lily's outburst was uncalled for. I may have a small inkling on who she might be, but I really hope I was wrong. 
I motion for Orson to follow me. He passes the lotion to Drax, who takes over, before he stands up and walks towards me. 
"You good?" He asks. 
"Could be better." I simply reply. 
Orson and I knew each other way before the team was formed, if there's anyone who knows about my past, it was Orson. 
As we walk into the office, I take a seat on the lounge chairs and let out a tired sigh. 
"What's up?" 
"Do you remember Lilian?" 
Lilian was a human shapeshifter, we had a thing when we were teenagers. She was crazy. Batshit crazy. She was a jealous, hormonal teenager who speaks and acts without thinking. 
"That crazy shapeshifter who was obsessed with you?" Orson starts, before he internalised what I was trying to suggest. 
"Oh hell no. What was she doing down in the cages?" Orson asks as he tries to piece the clues together. 
I shrug. "I'm not exactly sure, but Lily has so many similarities to Lilian. I can't confirm that it is Lilian, I swear she's dead." 
Lilian died alongside my parents when we were attacked by witches. I watched her die. It took me years to get out of the crushing guilt. The guilt that I couldn't save my family. That I couldn't save her. 
Orson sighs as he puts a hand on my shoulders. I shove my face into my palms as I sigh again.
Fuck. Just when I thought I had forgotten. 
"C'mon, Caspian's gonna get worried." Orson attempts to encourage. "I'm sure Lily's just Lily. Don't dwell too much on it. I'll let Arion and Drax know so they can keep their eyes out for anything unusual. Do you want me to let Caspian know too?" 
I shake my head, "No." I don't think I was ready to share about Lily. It was a haunting past that took everything in me to bury. 
I thought I'd be happy just to have Caspian by my side. 
Caspian's POV
I nod again when Drax asks me if I was okay. I watch as Orson and Knox walks towards us. 
Knox says nothing as he rips me out of Arion's grasp and holds tightly onto me. 
"What's wrong..?" I whisper softly into his ears as I wrap my arms around him. 
I felt him shake slightly before he sucks in a breath. "Just worried about you." He says.
I could tell when he was lying, but I decided not to pry. Knox never lied me and I trusted Knox. I'm sure he'll tell me when time comes. 
"I'm okay, Knox, I promise." I admit truthfully. I was still a little shaken up and confused about what happened, but I was fine. I felt okay. 
"You better be, or I would've ripped that fairy's wings off her back." Arion threatens. 
A fairy's wings were their pride and joy, you could tell a lot about a fairy from their wings. 
Orson calls for Drax and Arion to the office. I furrow my eyebrows at how Orson had left me out. I hated being left out. I wanted to know what was going on too, but I decided to just keep my mouth shut and enjoy Knox's presence. 
We enjoyed each other's embrace for a little longer before Knox lets me go. He presses a gentle kiss on my neck before he retreats to his room without another word.
Okay, something was definitely up. And I hated how I didn't know anything. 
Orson, Arion and Drax walks out of the office with a different mood. 
Something was off. 
I tried to ask, but everyone shrugged me off with "just some feedback from the training just now." before they all went to their rooms. 
I sat alone in the living room, confused.
Everything about today was confusing.