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CHAPTER 64- Healing something that was broken
CHAPTER 64 – Healing something that was broken
CHAPTER 64 – Healing something that was broken
KYLIE’s POV
It’s been over a week since Elijah brought me here. Over a week, since he told me what he is. Showed me what he is, and t m still not over it. I don’t think there will ever come a time when I will be over it.
I know I spent all that time going through books and reading journals on what he fly is, but to have seen it with my own two eyes, to have watched him transform right before me was a whole different thing entirely.
My heart still staggered every time I saw him.
Maybe that was why he gave me space. Perhaps he knew just what happened to my heart every time I saw him. I didn’t lie when I told him I was afraid, but even then, I didn’t think anywhere else was safer than where he was.
“So what’s going to happen now?” I asked him after we had cleared the air between us. Giving me time to deal with the new reality of things was one thing, avoiding me was a whole different thing, and I had not appreciated being avoided.
Sure, I had my own bit of fear when I looked at him and thought of him, but that did not mean I wanted him to go away, or be distant. That made me a hypocrite, after pestering him to tell me the truth all these while.
“now..” he began, taking my hand in his, “I need to do all in my power to keep you safe. These men… these rogues, they have a mission. And you’re a big part of that mission. I can’t be as carefree as I might have been once before.” “before, they took me, you mean,” I said, and he nodded.
“how do you plan on doing that though? You have your own life to live. You can’t spend every second of it worrying about me, or where I might be, or who I’m with.”
He raised a brow, “You think so, don’t you?”
“That would be giving obsessive,” I told him sternly, but he just smiled.
“I’m not scared of being obsessive, Kylie. I’m scared of something really happening to you.” he said with a very straight expression, “that day, at your apartment, when you asked me to leave? I didn’t head home straight, I went to the park, sat by the bench, and pondered what to do about us. Somehow, not giving in and telling you the truth seemed like the best choice at the time. And then… I felt this pain in my chest right here.” he pointed to the center of the heart and placed my hand over
- it.
“My wolf could feel it too.” he told me and shook his head, “it was unbearable, but not as unbearable as the sight of your apartment being empty when I got there. I very well lost it. I had never traced your scent before, but that day, I did.”
“Elijah, it wasn’t your fault.” I had to tell him this because he spoke like it was.
“but I should not have left. I should have stayed and not let my emotions get the better of me.”
“and how many times have I let my emotions get the better of me? Every single time I asked you to leave, every single time I told you to tell me the truth or give me space, that was me letting my emotions get the better of me. You’re not in the wrong Elijah. It’s not your fault.” I told him, and he laid his forehead on mine.
“All of this has me feeling like I made all of the wrong choices. I want nothing more than to keep you safe, but I fear I’m making all of the wrong choices.”
“I can make choices of my own too, Elijah. But that doesn’t mean I’m going to make all of the right choices as well.” “What do you want now?” he asked in a voice a little above a whisper.
“I want to get through this whatever the hell, this is. But I want to get through this… with you.”
“with me?” he asked, looking into my eyes and I nodded.
“with you.”
I spent another week at Elijah’s. It was a good thing this entire situation happened at the beginning of spring break, otherwise, that would have been two weeks of school work that I would have been missing out on.
Funny what my brain would choose to worry about at such a time as this.
“hey,” Elijah said, opening up my door only a little, and I smiled and turned to him.
“Hey,” I said and noticed the packed tote bag he held in my hand. It was my tote bag actually, “what have you got there?” I asked, jutting out my chin to the bag.
Successfully unlocked!
“just a couple of things. Your things really. Wer.t over to your place and p gotten tired of folding my PJ trousers so that they fit.”
I looked down at the PJ trousers I wore and smiled as it was folded as well.
“not going to say it’s been bad though.”
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CHAPTER 64- Healing something that was broken
He placed the bag on the bed and sat at the edge.
“Thank you,” I said and looked into the content. He even brought my body wash. How thoughtful
“so, I’ve been thinking,” he said and looked up at him. He had an expression that told me he really had been thinking and 1 tensed up a bit.
“you’re always thinking.” I said, and sat in the bed too, “but let’s have it.”
“what do you say about going to live with my grandmother outside of town?”
“Excuse me?” I asked, and he rubbed at his temple.
“She’s one of us, but she lives far away from all this… problems. It doesn’t matter that she’s in her early seventies now, she’s still strong, should anything of this kind come up. But more than all of this, you’ll be safe. She will make sure to keep you safe.”
“no,” I said firmly and rose up from the bed.
“Kylie..”
“no, Elijah,” I said and started to offload the contents of the tote bag.
“I’m not going to live with your grandmother, as sweet as the possibility may sound. I’m more than happy, more than content, simply being here with you.”
“you’re not safe here, Kylie.”
“Where?” I asked, turning to him and meeting the troubled waters that had formed in his eyes, “in this city or this house.” “in this city,” he replied and rose to come stand in front of me.
“And in this house? Am I safe inside of this house?”
“You are safe inside this house. But I would hate for this safe place to become your prison, Kylie.”
I held his hands and brought them to my lips.
“And you, am I safe with you?”
“Your safety will always be my priority, Kylie,” he said and ran a thumb over my cheek.
“So, I’m not in danger?”
“not with me,” he told me and I nodded.
“Then don’t send me off to be with your grandmother. Let me stay. I know the truth now, so we can get through this together.”
“Okay,” he said, nodding. Those troubled waters were still in his eyes, but he nodded.
“good. “I said and smiled a little, “now, I just need a moment to have my bath and change out of these oversized jammies.” “you like my oversized jammies.”
I playfully thought for a moment.
“Maybe a little,” I said and he
wrapped his arms around me, and lifted me off the ground, making me squeal.
“More than a little, admit it?” he roared and I laughed.
Dear God, I had missed him.
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