Chapter 50: A little push.

Chapter 50: A little push.
Kael

Rule #1: Never fall in love with your human wife or you will definitely get stuck.

It is the fourth time I am seeing the tears in her eyes, the fourth time I have made her cry. Two emotions are dueling inside of me now, and it takes every ounce of my control to suppress them both.

Control, Kael. Control.

Rage.

The rage is here again, I thought I had heard the end of it, but apparently it only left for a little while. My claws are extended and I clamp my hands closed as they dig into my palm drawing blood.

Lust.

She is in tears, all I just need to do is console her right? Then why am I staring at those puckered lips and wondering how she would taste if I kiss her again? Why am I so eager to know how she would sound when I trail my lips all over her. Why do I want to hear her shed tears of pleasure.

I am insane, literally.

If I thought pulling Lilac outside would at least give me some sort of decency then that was a big fat lie. Decency be damned. Carla's car is parked in the garage, and with how shallow my mind is going, it would take every ounce of self control in me not to slam my wife against the hood of the car and ravish her under the moonlight. Fuck.

"Why are we outside?" She asks, sniffing and instantly swiping her hands against her face as if it were a crime for the tears to drop.

I gulp. "I... I just wanted you to stop screaming."

"Oh now I'm screaming? You lied to me Kael!"

"I told you Lilac, I'm not lying." I repeat the words I have been trying to get her to understand. The fucking universe has probably got to be playing a fucking joke on me. I am drawing blood again, my claws digging into my palms. My head is pounding like there is a fucking war going on it. Actually, there is.

She nods and then steps back a bit from me. "Fine," she says. "Do you, or do you not have your memories?"

When she asks me the question like that, it makes me look like a liar, l will never lie to her. When I had said she was too innocent to be dragged into my world, I had meant it because right now the reality is hitting me square in the face. How do I tell her that my Father isn't supposed to be sitting on that throne because he earned it with blood, the blood of his Fated? How do I tell her that someone is fucking with the royal house by killing people? Someone who knows the beginning of Lycania. How do I tell her that I think someone is after my head or even her head? How do I tell her that after loosing my memories for six days, I realize that no one is to be trusted in this city not even my sister or Carla? How do I tell her all those things and not seem like a complete fool? How?

"See? You cannot even give me a reply." She says.

I sigh. "My memories are back, Princess. But I swear I only just got them back yesterday."

"Kael–"

"I need you to trust me, Princess. If you don't, this is not gonna work out for either of us."

"So now you want things to work out? And did you just say trust you? Because that's rich coming from you of all people. Did your memories not remind you of how cold you've been to me since we got married?"

Her words hit me like a wrecking ball because I actually did remember treating her like shit. I remember fucking things up from the day we returned to my house. I remember hurting her because of my raging jealousy that day at Skol. I remember every fucking thing. My memories haunt me.

"Can we just leave the past where it belongs? I am trying to make things right Lilac."

She shakes her head, stepping back again. "Lilac." I call her name again hoping to heavens that she does not leave me hanging and turn us back to square one where we keep going around in circles and never really finding a common ground which has all been my fault from the onset.

"Fine. I hear you," she says.

My claws retracts as relief hits me, my rage simmering for a while. "Really?" I ask to be sure.

She smirks. "On one condition."

"There is a fucking condition?!"

For the first time since she found out I had my memories back, Lilac gives me a full grin and fuck is it so mesmerizing. It is still surprising how she can easily switch from being mad and extremely sexy to being all smiley and still be extremely sexy. Fuck again.

"I guess there is. I mean everything in this world comes with a deal right?"

"It sure does. So what's your condition, Princess?"

She pats her hair and kicks at the grass. "Well–"

I raise my brow questioningly at her. "Why do I feel like you want to request for something really really impossible to do."

"What can't you do?" She inquires.

"Now that i think of it, I have never thought of that. So what is it you want from me, Princess?"

"I want to find out about the murders. We all know they are not normal murder cases," She says with so much confidence that makes her brown orbs darken under the moonlight. Of all the things I would have expected my wife to speak about, the murders were very far below in the list or not even there at all. Why the hell would she want to find out about the murders?

"When I first arrived, you told me it's just you and I now, and I need to fit in your world, this could be an opportunity for me to?"

"Princess. Involving yourself in murder cases will do nothing to fit you in our world!" My tone is firm and I have thrown my playfulness aside.

She shrugs. "Well, I love mysteries."

"I will not let you put yourself in danger because of some crazy infatuation you have with mysteries."

"Well here we go again... From the soft tone back to the cruel one... Who said you will ever change."

"I have never claimed to be a good person Princess."

"I guess I was fooled then."

"Princess–"

"But that does not mean I will stop finding out about the cases."

The way she replied me, like... Realization dawns on me – "You already started looking into them?!"

"It won't hurt to do something that is not sitting in class and listening to boring talks about Lycans and magic."

"Lilac, stop trying to get involved in things that do not concern you! You are only going to get hurt! And I do not want you to!"

"Well, we could work together? I know you are curious about the case too. You almost lost your life to the killer, and I might have some information that could help you?"

"Fuck!" I run my hands through my hair in frustration. "What do you even know?"

"A lot more than you give me credits for." She says, now walking closer to me. When we are so close that we are practically breathing each others air, she adds, "I've been having dreams, dreams that are related to this murder cases. And I need to know why I am having them."

"What?"

"I have been having dreams Kael. Weird dreams and the book too. It all points to the murders, if I am not meant to be involved in the case then I will not be having them."

"What book?"

"A book I picked up from the library. It was a kind of letter-ish poem book. It had three entries, and I do not know how to explain it but it seems like whoever wrote that book wants me to find them."

Everything Lilac is saying does not even make any sense, she is only human. How the hell did she get warped up into all these.

And dreams, and a book?

"Please Kael, my mind won't be at rest if we do not dig deeper into this case. I feel like this goes more than just a psychopath interested in serial killing, and if I am going to find out anything, you are the only one I can trust." She says.

Trust is a tricky thing, and it is not to be given lightly. But I am the only one Lilac has in Lycania, and even I find it disturbing that she is being dragged to this mess, it makes my resolve more solid. My resolve to protect her till my very last breath.

"Fine." I mumble. "But first, you have to tell me in details about that book and your dream. And do not tell anybody else. Not even Carla or Issy"

She nods at my statement, even though I can still see the confusion in her eyes. My number one priority has been to keep her out of harm's way, then why has she been dragged into all this?

The fucking fates!

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