In My Blood (En- JakeHoon)

XVI

Sunghoon

I manage to put Sunoo to sleep in the guest room as Jay said to not disturb Jake who's in our room. However, this feeling of worry and fear still lingers in my head. Why? Jay said that Jake is doing fine but I don't believe him. I feel like something is not right and I know Jake is not really fine. But why would Jay lie about that?

It is already midnight when I decided to go to Jake. I want to ease this heavy feeling and it will only happen after I make sure Jake is feeling fine.

When I enter the room, I saw him peacefully sleeping on the bed and then I again smelt that same scent from when we first met.

I walked closer only to gasp at how he's blonde again. I scratched my eyes to make sure I'm seeing it right and indeed, he's blonde again. But not for long, he's back to his black hair. I sat beside him as I stared at his sleeping figure.

Why do I feel the urge to touch his face? Did his temperature cool down?

I placed my hand on his face and thank goodness he's not that hot but his temperature is normal. Without knowing, my fingers threaded through his hair to which I found surprisingly soft.

I laughed to myself when I recall my misconceptions on wolves and one of them is that wolves are ugly. Jake is definitely not. In fact he's very good looking, so innocent and soft. One more thing is about their hair. I thought that their hair's texture will be like a broom but now that I'm touching his hair, I am definitely wrong. Wolves do know how to care for their appearance. Wolves are heartless monsters. . . Jake is an exception. Maybe other wolves too but to me, Jake is one of a kind.

As I am currently feeling his hair, I suddenly have the urge to close my eyes so I did and in doing so, I saw a scenery.

I saw a violent scenery, reminds me of the day my father and sister were killed by those wolves. I then saw a young boy running somewhere.
I was shocked when I saw myself in my younger years with my dad and sister as we just laugh and gather some wood.

Then I saw it, wolves vampires and some wolves come to us. I remember this scene like the back of my hand. I remember how I was also hit but when I woke up, I only saw corpses. I saw the young boy from a while ago running towards us. I saw how they died again while I am lying there with a big wound across my stomach.

A wolf is about to pounce on me with its claws when the boy covered me and the moment the wolf's sharp claws met his body, his hair turned into a golden blonde.

I immediately pulled away from Jake as I look at him.

Is that a memory of his? He saved me before?

Is that why I am the only one alive from that attack?

I stepped closer to him as I let my tears fall. I felt so bad.

Is it really you Jake?

Why didn't you tell me?

But if that wolf who saved me was Jake, how old is he? And just how many years am I older than him?

I mean, I know wolves don't age like we do but they can also live for as long as we can. How old was he that time? Because I know for sure that I am a 50 year old vampire that time.

"was it you? . . . Jake? . . if it's you, then why? Why would you go to that extent to save some stranger?. . and just now, you keep me alive. . why do you go to so much just to help me? . . Jake. . "

My tears just kept coming.

"Hoon?"

I immediately look towards Jake who's eyes are filled with tears. He smiled at me despite his weak state. He looked paler than before and more hair of his are turning white.

"Jake, please. . . rest "

He shook his head as he took my hand and place it on his cheek.

"I like . . how cold you are. . . I can feel the end Hoon. .please. . just let my memory speak"

My hand was then over his forehead and the moment I closed my eyes, memories after memories was shown. From how Jake saved me before to the moment he saw me and my past wife at the bench where I found out I am going to be a father. I can see how he cried and almost let himself be killed by fellow wolves.

"Sunghoon is my mate"

I saw how Jay has his eyes wide open the moment Jake said those words but what stuck to me the most was the fact that I am his mate. I was his one and only lifeline. Wolves' mates are their literal half.

The memories stopped the moment Jake told Jay how I am his mate. How can I read his memory? Is it because I am his mate? We have a connection?

I don't know how to take in things like this. I am confused and my mind is all over the place. My hands tremble as I retracted from his face. I can't even feel my legs as flashbacks of me before was flashed before my eyes.

The way I glared at him, the way I always speak bad about him, the moments where I make him feel so hated.

What kind of a vampire am I? I have become very judgemental. I conclude everything is against me. I despise myself.

Looking back from how I treated Jake before, I became the creatures I despise the most. I became so self centered because I always believe how I deserve better. And Jake is just there, absorbing every pain I gave him. He's just suffering alone and taking in everything by himself. Jake, despite going through his own troubles just had the misfortune of dealing with myself.

I held his hand as I felt the heat that radiates from his palms onto my own. With my mind in a roller coaster, I am not aware of the temperature my body is releasing at the moment.

I was shocked when I saw how his hair literally cracked.

Wait, is he turning to ice?

I immediately called for Jay who thankfully ran towards us.

I don't understand wolves, one moment they're as hot as flames and next moment, they're turning to ice? Why?

"His wolf is not responding. . try to call him. . wait . .  bite his wrist but don't consume his blood. Just allow some DNA from you to enter. ."

I bit his wrist without hesitation but despite the sweet taste of blood, I followed Jay and I just let my fangs sunk into his wrist disallowing blood flow.

Please, Jake, don't go right now, I have a lot to tell you and a lot to do to earn your forgiveness.

"You're doing great Sunghoon. . . it stopped the freezing"

I retraced my fangs as I again felt the heat from him a while ago.

"Jaeyun is resurfacing . . . he's gonna be ok. ."

"Ok but I still don't understand how is this working . ."

"Jake can tell you . .  he will be conscious soon"

I was feeling too impatient to wait till tomorrow so the moment I enter my room, I immediately went to my computer and began to type on the search bar.

"How wolves mate"

Many articles of assumptions and theories and researches surfaced and I don't know what to click.

Then I saw an article.

"The theory of wolf mates"

"Wolves can identify their mates through the smell. The scent of wolves are very distinct only to their mates and they cannot smell any other wolves. Secondly, the DNA of both mates can do amazing things to their own mate. For instance, saliva of a mate can heal physical wounds of their mates or just a simple source of DNA that enters the body of their mate can do amazing healing for thier mate . . . ."

My brain is about to burst with a lot of information but I was drawn out my thoughts when I heard Sunoo sniffle.
I turn towards him and he immediately pouted and lift up his arms so I climbed the bed and cuddled him to sleep again.

I have a lot of questions Jake.
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