BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 431: Waterfront

Chapter 431: Waterfront

I don’t know why Dace brought me to a restaurant if he has no intention of eating himself. I’m not hungry but sooner or later I will have to get something in my stomach if I want to avoid my bloodlust towards him, at least right now with my arousal sedated briefly I can somehow control it. Lust and bloodlust go hand in hand if one is sedated.

"Aren’t you hungry?" I said finishing my plate. Dace has been silent since our adventure in the dark, he hasn’t said more than two words since, just keeping his eyes on me like he’s tempted to open me up for answers. Well, I am too, because I want to see inside him too, both ugly and wicked.

I have long stopped comparing the Dace I knew from the past to this Dace sitting right in front of me, they are two different men and I had to understand one of them, which is the one right here staring at me like a hawk.

Isabella’s words still struck me like a knife to my chest, but I told myself not to dwell on it. I have spent five years of my life blaming myself for what happened to him, and maybe I will never stop but at least I can give myself a chance.

I don’t know what chance, any chance at all, my coming back to Juneau might very well be fate, crossed in Dace’s path again.

"Are you done?"

"Yes," I said, wiping my mouth with the napkin.

"Then let’s go" he rose to his feet and walked ahead and I followed in the silence.

We’re going back to the mansion and my mood just mysteriously dissolved and the drive back wasn’t just silence but also eating me up. It’s dark already and Dace left the rooftop of the car open and the heavy breeze coming in, I dance my hands around it and let myself feel some moment of freedom before going back to a house full of werelions.

"I don’t want to go back yet" I don’t know why I bother to say it, maybe I am hopeful he will understand but that is asking too much.

I leaned against the seat and closed my eyes not minding if my hair covered my face.

"Where do you want to go?"

I couldn’t help the smile that found my lips. "The Waterfront"

~

The car came to a stop. I took my seatbelt off and got out of the car, a wide smile on my lips I rushed to the view sighing in relief, It was definitely always beautiful at night, with the night lights, the sight of the mountain view, and the distance clouds hanging around it, the ships and the cool atmosphere, I leaned against the railings, helping myself to the view.

"You have been to Juneau before" Dace’s voice came from behind and he stood beside me. This time I don’t bother to lie.

"Yes," I sighed, closing my eyes and taking a deep whiff of the air. "A long time ago" I opened my eyes and a sad smile found my lips. I turned to Dace beside me, watching me intensively. The harsh wind blew his dark hair in all angles but he remained just as handsome as ever.

"I’m telling the truth"

He looked away from me. "I didn’t say you were lying" he reached for his dark brown leather jacket and pulled out a cigarette.

I huffed. "So you’re some kind of lie detector? I did fool you once you know"

"Right... your pregnancy bullshit"

"I was afraid of being tortured, locked up in a dark room, the rumors hold true"

"Yes... but I wouldn’t have done it"

I snapped my gaze back to him as he lazily took a drag from his cigar.

"You wouldn’t?" I hated myself for sounding hopeful.

"Not because I cared... but because there are other ways to torture and not physically"

I rolled my eyes, I definitely hoped too much.

"Why do you smoke?" I ask.

"Why do most people smoke?"

"I don’t know because they are addicts? I would have said smoking is bad for you but not to the Dark Alpha"

He lightly chuckled and faced me with a raised eyebrow but then he frowned. "It dulls the bloodlust" he took the stick between his fingers and smoked the last of it "Just for a few seconds if I allow the smoke to cloud my senses"

"And what happens in those few seconds? When bloodlust dulls"

He stared into the distance, getting lost in the sight of beauty. "I feel... normal"

"We all want to feel normal sometimes," I said, darting my eyes back to the view and then the sea in sight.

"I’m scared of the sea," I confessed.

"Why?"

"I wasn’t before, to be honest, now anytime I see it or think about it, I can still feel its coldness, the darkness, the demons lurking within it ready to drown me and take everything from me"

"It’s just a fucking sea, get swimming lessons if you’re scared"

"My fears are different, I know how to fucking swim Alpha Devereaux!" I snapped and then we locked our gaze. "Fears come not only from being helpless but allowing the situation to eat you. You might not have fears but I do, I have many"

"Then tell me all of it"

"So that you can use them against me? You have already toyed enough with my emotions!"

"No... so that I can burn them to ashes"

My heart skipped a beat, and I took a step back. "That’s not something for an Alpha to say"

"Believe me I have done things unbefitting for an Alpha," he said with clenched teeth. "Ever since you walked into my life"

"You mean kidnapped me"

"The point is Emmaline... nemesis or not I don’t fucking care"

Nemesis?

I gasped when he gripped my hair behind to keep me in place but there was a gentle feel to it, he leaned down to me and I was hopeful he would kiss me but he just stopped midway.

"I know what I want, I have always known and I don’t hesitate to take or destroy it"

"Am I something you want to hold or destroy?"

"Both"