The Werewolf's Vampire Mate
Chapter 173: Assumptions kills a man

Chapter 173: Assumptions kills a man

Cassius.

His memory stays engraved in my mind for a couple of minutes. I want to go back into his head but I also know it will be overwhelming for him. He let me in on his own but I know I had to dig deep to get to that point in his life. He doesn’t want to remember. That is why he is this sleep/awake state. With vampires, we can stay for a thousand years asleep and wake up like it was just yesterday but Gyles isn’t asleep. He is awake but not really present.

The only thing I can do is find the part of his consciousness that is choosing to be asleep and try and wake him up. The wolves that took him. The people that killed our family, they are now claiming to have been related to him. It just doesn’t make any sense to me.

’’We’re going to take a break,’ I tell him, my eyes open now and on him.

We are so close to each other, that I can smell him. He even smells the same. It seems like nothing has really changed about him. He is still the same man that I once loved. God, it is uncanny.

He watched me but doesn’t say anything. I don’t mind the silence. As long as I can be with him and touch him. That is all that matters. I know that deep down, he is still there. He is still the same man I once loved. ’’I wish you’d remember me. That would be the best dying gift.’’

I keep my eyes on him, wanting to see if I will get a reaction from him but his stare is still blank and uninterested. Please, Gyles, come back to me. Let me help you. I beg silently. Maybe the deities, those invisible forces that put me through all this will listen and make things better.

I can feel my life slipping away. I don’t know how much longer I have left but I just want to spend it with him. If I can just stay here with him until I die, I will get the satisfaction I need.

’’You know, I never stopped thinking about you. You were my only reason for living.’’

The stare is all I get after my confession. Not like I was expecting more from him. I close my eyes again as I take a deep breath. This is harder than I thought it would be. I feel his hand, unexpectedly on my face and this makes me open my eyes from the shock. He is watching me, still quiet but his expression is different. I have always been able to read Gyles’s eyes. From his eyes, I usually know how he is feeling and at this moment. The sadness is pouring out of his eyes. It is heartbreaking to me. All this while, he has been on his own; suffering in pain. I have been so focused on anger and violence. I didn’t think that there was a possibility that he was alive.

His hand brushes against my face. His eyes are moist. He has cried a lot in the span of about an hour. I want him to continue because I want to get a reaction from him. I want him to recognize me and remember. Our legs are still around each other. I can feel all of him but I just want to get closer to him. He slides his hand downwards until his fingers brush against the bite injury. The one caused by all my anger. I blame myself solely for this and no one.

His hand remains on it, I watch him, unsure of what is going on in his head. He looks pained to see me like this. Does he remember me?

Did my efforts work?

"Gyles," I call his name, it travels through the quiet room. The sound, full of desperation and longing. A drop of tear falls from his face, I reach for his face to wipe it off. He lets go of my face and grabs the hand on him. My hands freeze. This is the most contact I have had with him but I can’t even revel on the touch because my mind leaves my body and somehow, I am taken back into a memory.

This time is different. I don’t even know where I am. It doesn’t feel like I am in someone’s mind. My eyes shift around the place, confusions and worry-filled inside me. Gyles took me here, on his own. I didn’t have to do anything, so he must want to show me whatever this is. i am in an open space, slowly turning back, I see the pathway to the woods. Is that the direction I should head to?

The compound is quiet. To me, it looks like Beau’s community. Maybe not exactly the same, but there is this familiarity that is dawning on me.

"What are you trying to show me? What is here?" I mumble to myself wanting to know the reason for this. Not before long, two men come into view. They walk past me, not even noticing my presence. I know the drill with these memories. This has to be someone’s memory. It might not be Gyle’s memory but someone must have shown him whatever I am seeing.

That is the only way I would be seeing this.

’’It’s time,’’ the man tells the other one. I recognize one of the men from the previous memory Gyles showed me. This is his father, or at least, this is the man that claims to be his father.

The man smiles, his eyes have a shine to it. There is genuine happiness in them. I don’t know what is happening but the excitement in his eyes is beautiful ’’I am so nervous. I can’t believe I am going to be a father,’’ he screams with joy. They walk away, and I follow them until they get to a house and enter immediately. They continue walking until they get to a room ’’Fuck, this is real,’’ the man runs his hands through his hair, the nervousness spilling out of him. He rests his hand on the knob of the door "You’ve got this brother,’’ the other guy tells him. I watch the scene. I already know what is happening.

The memory ends once the door is closed and I am taken somewhere else. The other man is in a room. There is a woman on the bed. She looks very exhausted. She is probably the one that just gave birth.

"You look tired,’’ the man breathes out.

The woman smiles "The best night of my life,’’ her eyes shift to the cot by the bed. I walk over to it, there is a sleeping baby in there. This must be the baby. Where is the father?

"You are the only one that would think this way Beth, no other woman would be excited to give birth.’’ The man chuckles, his eyes never leaving the woman. I don’t know what is going here but he is looking at her like he is in love.

This is not the father, so he is not with her.

"Fenris was so nervous when he heard you were in labour,’’ he announces. I gather that Fenris is the father.

"He is nervous about everything.’’

They both laugh at her statement. I can’t help but smile. The conversation is calm, the kind that goes on between two friends. This is a normal relationship.

"Do you want to hold him?’’ Beth asks.

The man shakes his head immediately "I am afraid she will fall if I attempt that,’’ he refuses immediately. Beth leans over and brings the baby out. His eyes open and his little toes squiggle "Come on. Don’t tell me the big bad wolf can’t carry a baby.’’ She wraps the baby in her arms, looking at the man.

He stands up and stops next to the bed "You just fold your arms just like I am doing, makes sure he is secure,’’ she tells him and he obeys her instructions.

"You’re doing it, Rollin,’’ she exclaims once the baby is in his arms.

I smile at the sight in front of me. "What are you gonna call him?’’ Rollin asks her.

She looks up at him as he pets the baby "We are thinking Gyles. Fenris is not too keen on it yet but I am still trying to convince him,’’ she smiles, the admiration in her eyes. Rollin smiles, as the baby grabs his index finger for a squeeze.

"Gyles is a beautiful name,’’ he agrees.

I smile because I agree to. This is the love of my life when he was a baby. He was a wolf. A fucking werewolf. The kind I hated more than anything.

Suddenly the memory disappears and I am back in the dark room, my heart beating like crazy. This is the most painful memory he has shown me and I still don’t know what happened yet. Gyles lost everything to the vampires. All this while I have thought eradicating the wolves would save the world but I was wrong.

I was so wrong.

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