BLOOD LEGACIES
Chapter 465: Grudge

Chapter 465: Grudge

"Did he fucking touch her?!" his knee slammed against my abdomen and I fell to my knees. Another came again but I was able to block his leg, holding tight and using a bust of my strength to plunge him to the ground. He landed on the floor and I proceeded to hit him but he used his elbows to block the hit but that didn’t stop me from pulling my punches.

He punched my side and I lost balance and fell to the floor behind him groaning in pain. That took almost everything out of me. Even in human form, it felt like I was fighting a beast. He’s not healing just like I wasn’t, taking everything in full force and yet it felt like I was fighting an actual lion.

Dace pants and held me down with my face to the floor and his hand on my back pressing me more into it. "Answer the fucking question!"

I chuckled. "Now I know how much you care about her. I needed to be sure. Even the Dark Alpha feels something"

"This isn’t a fucking game! Don’t rile me up or I will fucking rip you halves"

"My bad for that. And to answer your question," I struggled trying to relax my muscles and get ready for the next strike when he didn’t expect it. "Emma never had feelings for him, she was only bound to him by blood!" I pushed him off me by rising abruptly.

I was up on my feet rubbing the back of my neck. "I hated it!" I growled. "It made me so angry but I made the choice! I made the fucking choice and I had to live with it. It was either stay in a nightmare of torment or let her live as a cold being"

Every single day I hated myself for turning her. Emma never blamed me for it but I blamed myself, and if there was a better choice I would have gone for it. I owned up to my decision but that doesn’t mean it didn’t eat me up. It did. It kills me each time when she was a slave to only his blood, like without him she couldn’t live.

I was angry and worried when Dace kidnapped her but it was also a relief because her shackles were broken.

"She doesn’t need his blood anymore. I will be everything she needs" he rises to his feet.

"It’s so easy to say’’ I shook my head. "There’s a void in her Dace. Can you do your best to fill it? A void I tried so hard to fill for years. Something broke inside of her that night. Wasn’t just by the bond, everything that made her whole was gone, she came back with just half of herself and the rest drowned"

"What night? What are you talking about?!" he demands. Frantic, confused... but I came at him again, and we both beat the shit out of each other. I don’t know how many times I got hit, with blood splattering everywhere like some paint spraying across everywhere. But I didn’t give up and now it was just pent-up anger.

I knew he wasn’t in his rest mind that night but I still hate him for killing Emma. It’s obvious now, that we both have strength unmatched when we don’t heal. At least in his human form but I still don’t think I will stand a chance in his full shift.

"What’s the point of hiding it?" I grit. "I have a feeling she doesn’t want you to know" I beat my chest and glared at him. "But that doesn’t stop me from being so pissed. You should have done better Dace, because if you did Emma wouldn’t leave or be with fucking Luther!" I boomed.

He remained still with an unreadable expression, absorbing my words like a storm.

I sighed, closing my eyes briefly. "If my hunch is right and the mate bond is being reforged then it’s only a matter of time"

I don’t even know if what I said is possible but I was able to know just how deep a mate bond can be. It was the same with Emilia and me and despite our father’s blessing, we were about to recognize each other. It was no different from this.

"What do you mean reforge?"

"Emma was your Female in the past. She once had your mark"

His entire body went still and his lips parted but no words came off him. I spat a mouth full of blood. I turned to walk away.

"Grayson!"

I sighed and suddenly it was silent, the cheers dying, and it was just the nail-biting silence.

"All of you leave!" Dace snapped at them and they all did.

I stepped out of the ring and sat on the floor to take my bloody bandages off. I winced in pain as I moved my hand. I looked to Dace who sat at the edge of the ring running his hand through his hair, he looked distraught now.

"She told me I was her nightmare" he began. "She won’t say more than that"

"Then it’s not my place to say anymore"

"This is fucking messing with my head. She’s scared of something and I don’t know what. I admit" he gulped. "I didn’t treat her right at the beginning and I regret every one of my actions. But..." he exhaled, emotion blossoming in eyes like a train wreck. "How am I supposed to feel if I was some kind of nightmare in her life and I don’t even remember any of it?" He fist his hair. "Now you say she was my mate in the past, was our bond broken? Is that why I can’t remember her? But the rest of my clan should. It should have affected only me"

"Yes, it should have. But courtesy of my father’s blessing when Emma was turned. They said he did it to protect us. Cassius Morelock is some kind of saint to them, but a bullshit dad"

Dace suddenly grabbed my arm and yanked me to him, the sheer force almost ripped my hand off. Anger rolled off him.

"What your prob-"

"Cassius Morelock is your father?!"