BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 274: Some Promises Aren’t Kept

Chapter 274: Some Promises Aren’t Kept

I gently shut the door behind me and leaned against it in deep thoughts, I felt hurt and sad for them, what Emilia told me really sink in, I couldn’t bear to watch her in pain like this, it shouldn’t have to be this way... I know Grayson, I know how he feels and what bothers him, something I haven’t told Emilia yet.

I have to find a way to reach him and find out if he’s okay and talk with him, I need a phone... Mine was back in town so I have to find one here.

I walked back to Dace’s room looking for him but I couldn’t see him, was he still in the kitchen? I was about to go down to it when I heard a click from the bathroom, so I automatically walked to it.

"Hey," I said the moment I laid my eyes on him, seeing his features through the mirror as he shaved, the white cream covering his cheekbones and jaws as he run the blade through it swiftly. His eyes connected to mine through the mirror until he spoke.

"How is she?"

"Do you need a rating? Because it’s hard to just say it"

"I see... worse... than" he mumbled as he used the towel to wipe off the cream before facing me. "And you said you would never forgive if I touch Grayson, now I’m tempted to" he added, taking a seat on the stand and holding out a small pair of scissors.

"I need help baby"

I walked to him. "I’m not sure I’m the one you should ask for help"

"Who else but you?" he wrapped his arms around my waist the moment I stood before him. "Just the tip okay?"

I nodded taking the scissors from him, my hands were shaky but I composed myself, I was nervous because I didn’t wanna ruin his perfect hair, but he trusted me enough to let me do it, I don’t wanna mess it up so I calmed myself as best as I can... holding the scissors firm.

Grabbing the tip of his hair and giving small cuts to it in the form of trimming. I almost jumped when Dace lifted my shirt below.

"I might make a mistake, so stay still"

"Yes ma’am"

I huffed at his choice of words, going back to concentrating, his hair was so soft and it felt so good to hold thick but soft... so the scissors flowed through with ease, I would never get used to touching his hair, it always amazes me.

"Careful not to cut yourself"

"I’m not a child" I mumbled under my breath.

"You know it’s two days until New year"

"WHAT?!" at my outburst I moved and the scissors slit him on the cheek, I’m so fucking clumsy!

"I’m so so sorry!" I panicked, watching as the small blood trail, the running liquid was my focus, and the scent that emitted off it was just the same as his wonderful fragrance that caused me hunger whenever I was close to him but this... with the mixture of it was like a tenfold, and a feeling found me between my legs.

Was I seriously feeling aroused from seeing his blood?! Was this part of my hormones for him? I have been feeling super stimulated because of our fasten bond. Maybe this is a part of it.

Finally took my eyes off his small wound and back to him, and he seemed like I didn’t just hurt him so I brought my eyes back to the wound and found out it was already healing, watching his unique traits unfold before my eyes... like a reverse and nothing was there now, just his smooth skin with no evidence of the cut. I was utterly amazed no matter how I encountered the traits of a supernatural being, it always got me stunned and intrigued.

"Why are you panicking?" he asked with a raised eyebrow, holding my waist firm.

"Sorry... your words just caught me by surprise"

"It’s okay"

"I really can’t believe it, this means I was in a coma all through Christmas, and now..." I exhaled sharply, time really doesn’t wait for anyone, I wasn’t sure I have even checked a calendar since I woke up. It only makes sense.

"Is there a phone here I can use?" I asked going back to trimming his hair.

"Nope... we need something we just mind-link"

"Great" I mumbled, out here deep in the woods with no phone. Typical of werelions.

"What do you need a phone for? Call your mom?"

I really wish that was my reason for asking. "I need to reach Grayson, I’m worried"

"Hmm" he only made a sound but I could detect the change of tone.

"I know you aren’t happy about Emilia even though you don’t wanna talk about it"

"I did talk about it... well mind linked her"

"You did?"

"Yes... and her mind is a mess. Why are you worried about Grayson when she’s the one clearly suffering, he probably doesn’t give a shit"

I stopped my actions and raised his face so that his eyes met mine as I spoke earnestly.

"You don’t know that... I’m your Female and I’m not a werelion but I feel every bit of pain you do too, he might be drowning and because of what he found out about his family he-" I shut my mouth before I could go further, oh shit! I just have to say that out loud. Stupid Emma!

"His family?" Dace asked me in perplexity and I knew he wasn’t gonna let this go now. Well, Grayson just strictly made me promise I won’t tell Emilia, Dace wasn’t in the deal, so if I tell him I’m not breaking any promise right? god, I hope I’m right.

"There’s something you should know but I don’t want Emilia to find out, promise me you won’t tell her, I promised Grayson too"

"If it’s a promise, should you be telling me?"

Shit!

"Well, I know you won’t let it stay in the dark... you don’t like it when I keep something from you"

He grinned showing those beautiful white teeth of his.

"Just promise me you won’t tell Emilia"

"I won’t"

"She might read your mind and find out"

"I will block her" he shrugged like it was no big deal.

"Okay" I sighed as I began. "Grayson was adopted, and what made it weird was we were born the same day in the same hospital. He was taken in by his mom when his real mom died but it was her secret alone, his dad doesn’t know and now he’s torn between accepting who he is and..." I sighed, saying this out loud I could feel the memories of a few days ago flooding my brain when he found out how lost he was.

"Grayson is not a Venator?"

I was confused because Dace’s voice sounded female right now, but I was wrong because that wasn’t the case right now so I twirled and found Emilia.

"Emilia," Dace said in the same level of surprise as I was... which means he didn’t expect her to be here either.

"I came here to ask for your help with something..." She began like her words were too heavy for her mouth and she was caught between a tornado of emotions, this is my fault. "...But I just found out that you were keeping such an important detail about my male from me?" she sounded enraged now.

"Em" I began but she didn’t let me as she walked out and I rushed to her.

"Emilia!"

She didn’t stop as she walked downstairs.

"Emilia please!"

"How could you keep such a thing away from me!" she yelled at me as she twirled and I jumped slightly at her voice.

"Emilia!" Dace came through with a pissed look. "Enough" he added in a low threatening tone, but Emilia was too emotional and angry.

"Enough?" she huffed.

"Emilia... Grayson made me promise not to tell you because he had his reasons"

"He made you promise but you moaned it to my brother’s face!"

"Em-"

"He was all alone dealing with this and I had the nerve to bring up the bond, he was silently suffering Emma and you let me see that without a reason, how could you?!"

I shook my head, hearing her hurtful words caused tears to flow from my eyes and Emilia was just in the same state as me. "No, no I didn’t mean that okay"

"Emilia, she had to tell me for a reason, she’s worried about him just as much as you do and-"

"I do not need to hear that from you Dace!’’ she snapped and brought her eyes back to me. "You knew and you didn’t tell me... if I didn’t hear it right now you would have still kept me in the dark"

I opened my mouth but words didn’t come off, they hung in my throat like a log.

"I’m the worst sister ever" she darted her eyes to Dace and then back to me. "And now I’m a fucking excuse of a Female to my Male... because of YOU" Those were her words as she turned on her heels and walked away slamming the door behind her.