The Werewolf's Vampire Mate
Chapter 185: I like you.

Chapter 185: I like you.

Gyles.

His eyes are captivating and just thinking that makes me feel guilty.

He is watching me, waiting for me to say something and all I can think about is him kissing that guy at the house. I don’t know any of these people. They are all strangers to me. granted, they took me and, they agreed to let me stay but I don’t know if I really long here. I see the look they give me. Rogers is someone they hate. they will always remember him when they look at me and I don’t blame them.

They have every right to.

I heard all the things he did.

All the people he killed.

Because of me.

"We should go in,’’ he coughs out nervously.

I don’t know what is going on but I am taking a liking to him. Rex is not someone I would’ve noticed. He is not someone that is all out in anyone’s face but I see him. I see him even though he is not in the spotlight.

"Sure,’’ I open the car door and walk out of it. He gets down and comes beside me. he is so close to me. I can feel the heat of his body. Not that I am complaining. We walk side by side until we get into the house. He seems very nervous. I mean, it might have been my fault; after all, I am the one that talked about that kiss.

I don’t even know why I asked. I saw him kissing that guy, the man I don’t even know and jealousy stirred inside me. I wanted to rip them apart. Fuck, I have never felt this kind of anger towards someone I don’t even know.

It is too early to feel this way about Rex. Roger just died in my arms. I lost him and now I am reflecting. Maybe, trying to move on. This time, it feels like it is out of my control—whatever is going on is uncontrollable. Almost like there is someone else inside of me. tugging at my heartstrings.

"If it isn’t Rex west,’’ someone walks over to us. His smile is wide and there is somewhat of a surprised look on his face. I don’t know how to react to this scenery. There are about ten people in this room. They all seem too engrossed in different conversations. I catch Freida’s eye in the corner. She waves at me and walks over to us hurriedly.

"Devon Mills,’’ Rex breathes out. I sense a little hostility.

Are they friends?

Is this what people call a party?

It doesn’t seem like it is.

My breath spikes up as two more people walk over to us. All I can smell is blood. It is very strong. I don’t know how to control this in this room full of bloody humans. Maybe it was a bad idea to come here. "What brings you here?’’ the same guy asks him.

Freida speaks up "You knew he was going to be here, Jerk,’’ she rolls her eyes but I can’t even focus. Something is going incise me. a battle that I don’t think I can control.

I fold my hands into fists. I hope they haven’t noticed anything. I want to prove that I can handle the real world. This would be a test to see how I would fare. Shit. The last time I was conscious, I was just a newly turned vampire. I never really got used to handling the human scent. Surrounded by the wolves. It wasn’t as difficult as this moment.

Rex turns slowly and for a second, he knows something is up,’’ You okay?’’ he whispers and the hush of his voice travels down my neck, distracting me.

I close my eyes but manage a nod "You even brought a friend,’’ I open my eyes again and that same guy—Devon, is still talking. I already know I don’t like him. He is dressed in black pants and a white shite, which is buttoned to the top. He looks pretty stupid to me. he has glasses on his face. They are big and horn-rimmed.

Not like the kind rex has. Rex’s own is pretty adorable, unlike this person.

"I didn’t know I wasn’t allowed to bring someone,’’ Rex pipes up in my defense.

Suddenly I feel bad for coming. I don’t actually belong here. I am some loser that doesn’t even remember anything before last week. I have no one. Fuck, I don’t even know who I am. Maybe the best thing would have been to die with Roger.

"More losers to the mix.’’

"shut up dude. This isn’t even your house, so you don’t have a say in who comes," Freida grunted, suddenly, she has her hand around my arm and she is pulling me away "Come on Gyles. We shouldn’t even be answering Devon,’’ she tells me like I even know anything. I let her drag me away from the crowd and to a corner of the room. My eyes stop on Rex, he is standing with the crowd, probably unsure of what to do.

"Don’t mind him, Devon is a hater,’’ she tells me, not as if I care about Devon.

"Thanks, but I don’t think I needed you to defend me like that. It was not a big deal.’’

She giggles batting her lashes. I swear, she is flirting with me. The question is why? Right now, I am in a battle with my mind. All I can think about is blood and all the blood surrounding me.

"Do you want something to drink?’’ she asks me.

I look around and everyone has red cups in their grips. This is a party after all. A party with only like ten people.

"Sure.’’

She beams brightly, something other than excitement in her eyes "I will be right back,’’ she pats my shoulder softly before walking away from me. I watch her stop by rex and whisper something in his ear. He looks at me immediately, suddenly I wished I focused on what she was saying. I can still feel rex’s gaze on me. He hasn’t stopped looking at me. why won’t he just come back and talk to me?

I manage a faint smile. When I focus on him, I am able to block out the hunger inside me.

His eyes catch mine and I hold my breath from the expression on his face. I have never seen anyone as beautiful as him. His eyes are bright and blue. They shouldn’t go with his red hair. It is not something that should blend well but on him, it looks perfect. All his features are soft and gentle. The kindness in his eyes, the taut and pink lips that carry all his emotions. His button-like nose. The freckles on his face that look like art carved to accentuate his eyes. Even behind those glasses, I see it all clearly.

"Here you go,’’ I force my eyes away from him as Freida comes back with a cup just like everyone here.

"Thank you.’’

She smiles suddenly blocking rex from my view. Why the hell am I stuck with her? I didn’t come here to make friends. Is that why he brought me to this party?

"T-rex mentioned that you are staying at his place. Are you like related?’’

I raise a brow "Related in what way?’’ I ask unsure of what she means by that. Does she know who Rex really is? Or is she just a friend out of the loop?

"Like a distant cousin or something, he didn’t mention though. Just wondering,’’ she takes a sip of her drink and a little spill down her chin to the top of her chest. I reach for her—call it reflex, I don’t know, and wipe the rest off of her face. She stiffens against my touch.

"Thanks.’’

Touching her must have been a big deal from the expression on her face "So you didn’t answer my question,’’

I furrow my brow. I am really not following her conversation. My eyes find their way back to Rex. he is still watching us. Why the hell isn’t her here with me? I see him but he feels so far away from me.

"What question?’’

She giggles again. She seems to giggle a lot. Why does it bother me as much as it does? She seems like a nice person. It would be good to mingle and makes friends but with all the blood available to me here—distracting me. calling out to me, I can’t really focus on friends.

"Are you related?’’

I shake my head "excuse me for a minute. I need a bathroom,’’ I tell her, not even waiting for a response. I don’t need a bathroom. I just need an escape from this place. Once outside through a back door in the house, the night sky and fresh air hit me, somehow calming my nerves. This was a mistake, coming to this thing. I am not prepared.

It is all too soon.

Why am I desperate to forget it all?

Move on from Cassius.

"Hey,’’ I turn around and Rex is on the steps. He has a worried expression on his face "Too much?’’ he asks.

I nod immediately.

He walks closer to me.

"Do you want to leave?’’

I shake my head "Do you?’’ I retort. He brought me here, it will be unfair to pull him out of this outing.

"Makes no difference to me,’’ he shrugs nonchalantly.

"Freida seems to like you,’’ he tells me.

I frown "I don’t like her.’’

The only person I have focused on tonight is him. The pull is immense. I don’t know if I will be able to deny it any further.

"Oh,’’

He sounds disappointed. Did he want me to like her?

Is that why he brought me here?

"I like you.’’ I decide because he is the only person, I have taken a fancy to. His eyes open wide, he is shocked at my confession.

I don’t regret it.