The Werewolf's Vampire Mate
Chapter 293: Death

Chapter 293: Death

Blue.

"Call me if you still want to go to him tomorrow,’’ Mage tells me calmly.

I nod as I get down from the car. I have already come to the conclusion that I need to talk to Rex and Gyles. We all need to conclude on how we are going to do this. I don’t want this to just come from me. I don’t want to make the decision when it affects all three of us. I get down from the car, still clutching the book. I don’t know how I feel about holding something so powerful and I don’t even know why I took it from him in the first place. All I sense from the book is darkness and evil. The spells that it will entail are all going to have repercussion. Whatever we decide. There will be a price to pay. Just like there is probably a price to pay on whoever is doing this. You always have to make sacrifices when playing with dark magic.

I don’t know if I will be able to come out of my action. There is this weight on me right now. My chest is heavy. I feel like something is wrong. Just being in front of the house. I grab the bag in my grip. I had to make a stop. Get him the blood I promised. I just hate that I have messed with a lot of things in just a short amount of time. I haven’t done anything good for them and I hate myself for it. I hate that all I have brought is pain and a whole lot of confusion into their lives.

Something is wrong.

My wolf stops me in front of the house. My hands tremble as I try to hold onto the bag as much as I can. I take a strong whiff and Gyles scent is strong outside. I don’t know what has happened but it seems like it must be bad. Something else has happened while I was away. I don’t know what it is but it must be bad.

I walk down the street, a couple of blocks away from my house. His scent gets stronger even before I see him on the cold ground. It feels like my heart forces its way out of my chest. This is the second time I have seen him in this position. Unconscious and basically dead. I run over to him and he is in my arms immediately. My hands tremble as I carry him up. I know he is not dead but he needs blood. I feel him squirm against me. His skin is as pale as snow. The dark circles around his eyes are very defined. I am to blame for this. I knew he was hungry and I didn’t take it as a priority. I should have gotten him blood before I left. I should have taken him as the most important person at that point. How am I supposed to juggle the two of them and protect them? I don’t even know what I am doing right now. I don’t know how to handle them both.

I don’t know what the hell I am even doing.

This is not the time for a blame game. You need to give him blood now.

My wolf shouts at me angrily. The anger within me is so high. He seems more upset about this than I expected. Seeing Gyles like this is not a good sight. I don’t know what happened but the second I get into the room and I don’t see Rex inside, my heart lunges again. I don’t have the time to even find out what happened. My wolf is right, I need to give him blood. I don’t know how this works because I have never really dealt with vampires. This is a first for me and I don’t want to screw it up. The only way I will even know what happened is if Gyles is away. I place him on the bed and I see him move a little. It is almost like he is slipping in and out of consciousness.

Feed him.

My wolf tells me angrily. Having a voice in your head telling you what to do can be a help and also be frustrating at the same time. I don’t know how to give him the blood he needs. I grab the bag of blood and rip the top. A little of the blood spills out and falls to my thumb but at that moment, I ignore it as I place the bag on his lips. I watch him as I pour a little of it inside his mouth. He doesn’t move, I watch as the blood stays on his lips. Slowly, I see him start to suck on the bag. Finally, he is responding to me. I press the bag and more of the fluid goes into his mouth. I watch as he takes gulps of the blood. The fact that his life is solely dependent on this liquid still baffles. Vampires have restrictions. If they don’t have access to blood, they are basically useless. Most vampires want it directly from humans. His eyes open and they are wide and confusion spreads on his face as he grabs my hand and presses the bag harder. His eyes remain on me as he continues to drink. Veins around his eyes pop up, almost like evidence of him gaining his strength back. He doesn’t stop drinking until the bag is empty and even then, I see the hunger still in his eyes.

He wants more.

He lets go of the bag and sits up, on the bed. His eyes are still on me. I want to ask him what happened but I don’t even know how to.

"Have you seen Rex,’’ he asks immediately. The first thing he asks after gaining consciousness.

"No, what happened?’’

He runs his hands through his hair, releasing a heavy sigh "I tried to get into his head again. I messed things up again,’’ he cries.

I don’t know what happened but I know that Gyles must have done something again. He stands up from the bed and then starts to pace. After a couple of seconds, I walk over to him and rest my hand on his shoulder. I don’t have the words to say. I don’t know what to tell him right now. I just need to know what happened, so that I can find a solution to this.

"He hurt you again," I state because that is the only explanation to why he was passed out on the ground. He turns to look at me and there are tears in his eyes. He is crying and I don’t know why.

"You need to tell me what happened. We need to find him.’’ I tell him firmly. I don’t even know where to start looking. Rex is being controlled. For all, I know he could be hurt somewhere.

"I got into his head even though you told me to wait, I wanted to know who was controlling him."

I stiffen from his words because he is crying and all I can gather from it is that he knows who is behind all this. He doesn’t see that that is a good thing. He has made things easier and he has no idea. "Who is it G, tell me," I grab his hands in mine and tug at them. I just want this all to be over and it seems like we are closer to figuring things out.

He nods his head. The tears don’t stop falling "What if something happened to him. He wasn’t himself when he left. I could see the pain in his eyes. I broke him even more.’’

I shake my head immediately "Tell me what happened. Tell me who did this so that I can fix things. You have to tell me."

The second the name leaves his lips. A part of me suspected and the shock isn’t even that eminent. Like I have said before, I don’t trust anyone in this coven—not even my mother’s sister. The fact that she is the one that is doing all this, doesn’t shock me one bit. I let go of Gyles "I will be back,’’ I manage because I need to look for her. I need to make sure she doesn’t escape. Part of me prays she is still home. I walk out of my room and in the direction of her room. I open her door without a care in the world. I didn’t expect to find her easily, so I do the one thing I know I still have. I use my magic. I search for her through all the walls in the house. Every nook and cranny, my willed sense tells me that she is still in the house. I see her as I close my eyes. In mothers room. I see the knife in her grip. Without even thinking twice, I run in the direction of the room. I am not quick enough and in an instant. The knife is on her chest.

This time, I know there is no way she can bounce back from this. I grab Levine but it is already too late. I watch the life slip out of her. I watch my mother die, right in front of me.

Fuck.