Saving Nicole

Chapter 56: The Moon

Nicole's POV
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I stare at him. He's joking. He's got to be.

"What?" I ask, confusion swarming my head.

"We are not fully Mated yet." He repeats, more quietly. I shake my head, causing him to frown. "Nic. I'm not joking. We didn't do the Blood Bond."

I glance at Mica, who looks awkward and it's obvious he really doesn't want to be here. He only nods at me.

"Why didn't you tell me?" I ask. I already know the answer.

"Because if we are going to be fully Mated, then it will be more dangerous." I tilt my head.

"How?"

"Right now, if I you were to die, I would become extremely depressed and eventually die as well. If we were Blood Bonded, not only would I become depressed, but I would literally loose half of my heart. Same thing if roles were reversed. That's why my dad was writhing on the ground when we found him with my mum. He was loosing half of his heart. It was disintegrating. Believe it or not, it turns into ashes and moves itself into the blood stream. Eventually, the whole heart disintegrates and the Werewolf dies...." My eyes widen. So that means....

"I know what you're thinking. No, my dad would not have died because of that. Because he had a son, he only lost half of his heart. He forced himself to keep the other half for me." He adds the last part quietly.

"Oh." That's why it hit Dallas so hard. Not only does he blame himself for his father's death, but he was the only reason his dad survived. "Well. Now that you've told me we haven't finished, you gonna tell me what the blood bond is?"

"It's where we cut our hands and then bond them together." Makes sense. "With a silver knife." My eyes widen.

"Why?"

"Because silver activates Werewolf's blood and makes it so that we can bond." This new information is overwhelming me and I take a quiet breath in.

Exhaling,"Okay.... When were you planning on telling me?"

He looks at me.

"You weren't." Horror washes over me. "You're expecting to die." He nods.

"Worst case. This war needs to end, Nicole. And I'm afraid that I may be the only one who can kill him. With my own life." I shake my head as soon as he starts talking.

"No. I'm not letting him kill you, Dallas. I won't let you die."

"It may be the onl-"

"No."

Mica stares at Dallas as if this is the first time he's hearing his best friend speaking.

"You were planning on dying."

Dallas groans, resting his head in his hands.

"Were you ever going to consult with your pack?" Rejection lingers in Mica's voice.

"Mike. I didn't want people to try and stop me. Spencer needs to be killed and I can do it."

"What about Nicole? What is she going to do? What is she going to do without you? Dallas, you're ready to just leave her? Again? " a pang fills my stomach and I feel something wet on my cheeks. But there's nothing there.

Looking over, I see it's Dallas.

He's crying.

"If it's to keep her out of his hands, then yes. I won't loose her, too, Mica." He growls. Mica shakes his head.

"There has to be another way."

"Maybe." Comes Dallas's unreassuring and dejected response.

He rubs his forehead tiredly.