BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 236: Opposite Sides {1}

Chapter 236: Opposite Sides {1}

GRAYSON

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I can’t believe my eyes, I can’t believe what just unfolded before me. Was I dreaming? Or am I seeing things? Because that werelion just shifted back into human form... and it’s...

"EMILIA!" I called in a panic as I rushed to her and held her cold unconscious body, my quivering eyes darted to the arrow sticking out her shoulder. I shot her, I can’t believe I fucking shot her! It felt like a black hole enveloped my heart and I felt like I was drowning, a feeling I can’t explain hit me so hard like a hurricane and all I knew was I needed to do something.

I checked her heartbeat, she was breathing but very slowly.

"Stay with me, Emilia," I said, placing her on the ground gently before taking my jacket off and wrapping it around her petite form. I concentrated on the arrow now, it was embodied in her flesh deeply, but I have to pull it out, or else more silver will keep pumping into her bloodstream and she will die.

Just thinking about her death made my thoughts chaotic, I couldn’t think of anything other than saving her life, nothing else matters right now. I reached behind where the arrowhead was sticking out so I broke it and then grip on the arrow tightly.

"I’m sorry" I mumbled and gave a fast pull on the arrow and she flashed her eyes open, they were gleaming dangerous gold, and then she roared at me before dropping back to the ground in pain. in pain.

"Fuck it hurts!!" she groaned.

"A-Are you okay?" I asked worried and she groaned once again.

"How many pounds of silver is in this thing?" She mumbled holding her shoulder as it bled.

"Stay still I have to stop the bleeding" she held my hand before I could touch her, it was all bloody so it stained me but I didn’t care... I was more focused on the look she gave me.

"You’re a Venator," she said in a tone that sent shivers down my spine.

"And you’re a werelion"

"Why are you helping me? You should have finished me when you had the chance" she shook beneath me almost like the words brought her pain.

"I was..." I admitted. "Not until I saw it was you"

"That still doesn’t change anything"

"It doesn’t! But you somewhat saved my life now let me return the favor"

"Charming words coming from the very type of people that killed my kind in cold blood"

"In cold blood? You guys are the abnormal beasts that roam this earth, you’re a curse to this world"

She growled pushing me off and I fell back, she fucking has some strength in her. She rose to her feet and in that process, my jacket fell off.

It was really a hard feat keeping my eyes away from her body, I think my sexual desires are coming at a really bad time, please spare me.

"You don’t get to decide whether we are a curse to this world or not!" she barked at me as she pointed and I forced myself off the ground to stand.

"Are you done?"

She looked away.

"Now let me check your wound and please put this on," I said through clenched teeth.

"I don’t need your help! I’m not cold"

"This is not about you being cold"

She smirks almost like she caught on. "Then what?" she asked.

"Please just stop"

"Are you attracted to me?"

I didn’t answer and she chuckled and then stumbled but I caught her before she fell.

"It hurts," she mumbled, holding me tighter.

"I have to find a way to get you to a hospital"

She shook her head. "I will bleed out before I get there... there a..." she sighed, the silver was already taking effect and I knew it and for some reason, I panicked once again. "... there’s a cottage house hidden deep in the woods but it’s closer"

"A cottage house?"

"I’m supposed to NOT tell you this because you’re the enemy"

"An enemy that is the only chance you got"

She huffed. "Well I can’t walk there can I?"

She really has an attitude that I can’t deal with right now. She has no idea how my body reacted to her naked form against mine, talk about torture.

I covered her once again with my jacket and then pulled her up in my arms.

"Grumpy is a romantic" she mused weakly.

"I’m not grumpy," I said with clenched teeth but then I paused when I caught the latter of what she said. "And definitely not a romantic!"

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Emilia led me to the cottage house even though it was a hard feat keeping her awake all the way through. She passed out from the loss of blood the moment we got there, she was right... there is a cottage house and one I could hardly detect without her help.

She already told me where the keys were so I helped myself inside. Just your typical cottage house with everything you would need, appliances, furniture, and light. Who keeps this kind of cozy house in the middle of nowhere? I guess it has to do with her people or something.

I dropped her gently on the bed before proceeding to check on her wound, god it was still bleeding and I don’t know if there was a treatment box here, so I had to find my own way, she’s really lucky I’m into herbal treatment.

A quick stop outside and I gathered the ingredients I needed. My mom taught me one or two things, I just have to stop the bleeding, and hopefully, I will figure the rest out.

After grinding the gathered herbs I got in the kitchen, I was lucky enough to find what I needed. I walked back to the bedroom. It was just one in the house, portable and well set, and from the taste, it read ’Money’

Emilia was still fast asleep on the bed still clinging to my jacket.

I took my seat on the bed and applied the mush herb on her wound, she flinched unconsciously at my touch before groaning. Beads of sweat hung her features and her breath was slow and uneven but with time was back to normal.

This would take some time, she can’t heal that fast, and she isn’t an Alpha so-

I froze as before my eyes the wound sealed, but not completely, it was still red and sore but the bleeding stopped instantly. The realization struck me, not only that the girl I’m attracted to is a werelion but also an... Alpha? Can this shit get any crazier?

She moved, flexing her head to the side and I gobbled when I caught the sight of her chiseled neck. I was sick for having these thoughts right now... but what was this? Is this hunger? This feeling builds up in my body and makes me hot. Fuck... her scent! It smelt so delicious, and spicy but it is something I would definitely taste.

I just sat there with my hungry eyes admiring every inch of her, her dark raven hair was glued to her body because of the sweat, and her bangs too, I wanted to touch it and part it away from her skin so that she would be comfortable, my hands were inching me to do so but I couldn’t.

I was torn between keeping my urges in check and my mind sane. I ran my hair through my dark blonde hair. That was when she moved again, raising her knee up and her thighs parted, I was nearly broken into a turmoil of madness but not when I caught sight of something, a mark.

My mind went blank, not only did it have the initial E in style matching with her flesh perfectly... it was also the one I had too, and what made it crazy was the exact same spot.

I rose to my feet snappily, drawing on my breath sharply before I hurried to the bathroom and slammed the door. I rested my hand on the sink, my head in turmoil, my breaths increased.

What the fuck did I just see? This must be some kind of coincidence right? I raised my head and green eyes stared back at me. I exhaled sharply as I lifted my shirt, just at my lower abdomen by the right, the exact same spot as hers and the exact same mark as the initial E.

How is that possible? I had this mark for as long as I could remember, I was born with it and the doctors saw it as a deformed skin on my body, my mom even joked with it to make me feel better by telling me it looked like an E and I laughed, I smiled at it and didn’t bother to think about it, because it was nothing but a deform skin that happens to look like an initial.

So how? How does she have the same exact mark, how?