The Werewolf's Vampire Mate
Chapter 217: Help me forget

Chapter 217: Help me forget

Blue.

I look for him in all the bathrooms and you have to understand that it takes a lot of time because the mall is freaking huge. The panic starts to show as I search around. Completely worried about him. I didn’t like the scent I got from him when he left. I am already starting to think the worst.

What if something happened to him?

What if his wolf came out?

That will be a good thing.

My wolf tells me. I shake my head because it won’t be good if he came out in public. I want him to explore the parts of him that he is denying but I don’t want it to happen like this.

Everywhere is quiet. I haven’t heard anything from anyone about a wolf, so that is something. I close my eyes because this is the only time I would use my powers. This is the only time I will accept the magic part of me. Ever since I found out that my mother lied to me. I have been trying to deny the parts of me that are a part warlock. I hate that I lived my life in the dark.

I hate the magic inside me. I hate the powers that come with the magic. I vowed to never use them again. When I got the pack, Beau and his family needed me but I didn’t summon my powers. I didn’t acknowledge all the things that I could do because I had made a promise to myself but now, at this moment, as my heart races against my chest, I know I have to break that promise. I have to find him and make sure he is okay.

I am at the entrance of the mall. People pass by but right now, I don’t give a fuck. My major concern is finding him. Once my eyes are closed, I cast the spell in my mind. The one that lets me see everything and I don’t mean all the things that are visible to the naked eyes. The one that makes me see what the mere human can’t see. Once I have a semblance of what I am searching for, I find it. No matter what it is? No matter who it is.

Even if that person doesn’t want to be found. I feel him instantly. He doesn’t want to be found. The fear in his scent is the first thing I pick up. There is a trail out of the mall, out of the parking lot. I follow the trail and his scent until I see him, crouched behind a parked car in a gas station. My heart stops for a second because there is something wrong.

His pain travels to me and it feels like a hit in my chest. I don’t mind taking away all his pain but there is more to what is happening to him.

In a rush, I open my eyes and run as fast as I can—following the trail in my head until I get to the gas station. I see the truck and I know he is behind it before I even get there. Without hesitation, I run over to the car and I see him crouched over, just like in my head. His hands are over his head and he is shaking. I don’t want to scare him because he seems pretty terrified.

"G?’’ I call him.

He doesn’t answer me, so I take a step closer to him. I go on my knees to his level, I reach for him and this time, he looks up. His eyes are a bright golden. I know what this is immediately. This is his wolf. This is the first time in the two weeks that I have seen a piece of his wolf. I want to be excited but I also know that this is not the time. He looks like he is in pain. Something else is going on in his head and I want to help him. I want to take all the pain from him. His eyes remain on mine and I watch him as tears fall from his face.

I want to touch him but I am scared he will react badly. "Gyles, what is wrong?’’ I use words instead.

He shakes his head and looks away from me, slowly, his lips part open "I don’t want to remember. Help me forget,’’ he cries and before I know what is happening. He is in my arms. This is the first time this has happened. I have thought about this moment and I hate that it had to happen when he is in a state of vulnerability. My body reacts to this even though I wish it would just take a pause on his touch. My wolf screams so loud it is deafening. The touch that I have been craving comes out while I try to comfort him—try to make him feel better. My life flashes right before my eyes. The same way it did with Rex. I see our future. The one we could have and it warms my heart. I know he feels it too because I feel him stiffen against me. He is still trembling and I have regrets of bombarding him with everything at once.

He pushes me off him and I watch him as he falls to the ground.

His eyes are still golden.

"Get away from me,’’ he shouts so loud that the regrets intensify.

This is not how it is supposed to go. He is supposed to feel the same things I feel. He is supposed to want me as much as I want him.

"G,’’ I call him desperate for acceptance.

"Don’t call me that,’’ he shouts so loud that the tone breaks my heart.

He moves away from me as I try to reach out to him. I want to calm him down because I don’t even know what is going on inside him. Something happened before I came here and I feel him. It has something to do with his past. He wants to forget whatever it is.

I want him to remember.

But not right now.

I need to get him home. I need to take care of him while he is hurting. Right now, that is my only concern. He is still watching me, almost like he is warding me off him. He doesn’t want me to touch him again. I know that the touch could be overwhelming—especially for people that are not accepting of their mates.

"I am not here to hurt you, Gyles, please let me help,’’ I beg him desperately.

He shakes his head "Help me forget. I don’t want to remember,’’ he tells me. He is basically telling me that this is the only way he will let me be involved in this. Deep down, he must sense that I can help him. it is in my powers to make people forget things but I don’t want to do that to him. I don’t want to help him forget the most significant part of his memories. He doesn’t want to remember what happened all those years but I know he needs to.

That is the only way he can get the closure that he needs to move on. The past will help him but he is so afraid of it and that is what is hurting him even more.

"I can’t do that,’’ I tell him honestly.

He stands up from the ground and I watch him as he tries to steady himself by using the truck for support "You claim to love me. You claim to be my mate and you won’t even help me when I need you the most.’’

That sentence awakens my wolf.

He needs you the most.

He needs me.

Gyles needs me.

You have to help him.

My wolf pipes up. I don’t want to do this. The smarter part of me knows that this is a bad idea. He can’t forget everything. He needs to embrace those memories. Helping him forget will make me the bad guy. I will be doing this for selfish reasons.

I will be doing this because I am desperate for his acceptance.

Desperate for his love.

But he needs you.

My wolf is being as selfish as I am. We are only thinking about us and not him. He will regret this decision. My eyes stay on him because I don’t have the strength to refuse him. I want to see him happy and he doesn’t look happy right now.

Do this for him.

"Forget it,’’ he wipes the tears from his face and slowly starts to walk away from me "I will never reciprocate those feelings that you harbour.’’

He is manipulating me right now. The fact that I know that he is doing this and still want to help him just shows how madly in love I am with him. I stop him by grabbing his arm. The electricity surges through me.

His eyes dim and become Hazel again.

"I will help you.’’

I hope I don’t regret this.