Christian (bxb)

A love that hurts

(Greyson)

I ran a hand through my hair, trying to get rid of the hollow feeling in my chest, but it was no use.

Nothing about this felt right. Kissing him… it wasn’t something I had planned.

It wasn’t meant to happen like that. I’d been so sure I could make him understand, but instead, it only seemed to push him further away.

“Greyson!” I turned around to see Jaxon and Mason storming down the hall.

The second they were close enough, Jaxon shoved me hard in the chest, his eyes flashing with anger.

“What the hell were you thinking?” He demanded, his voice tensed.

“You thought kissing him would help?” I clenched my jaw, not sure what to say.

Part of me wanted to defend what I’d done, but another part of me knew he was right. I had screwed up.

“He needed to understand,” I finally said, my voice sounding weaker than I’d wanted.

“I thought… I don’t know, I thought maybe if he could feel what I felt, he’d realize this bond isn’t something we can just ignore.” Mason let out a frustrated sigh, his hands going to his head as he started pacing, his wolf, Kyro, clearly agitated.

I could feel Kyro’s energy thrumming through the air, like a storm about to break. Mason was breathing hard, and I knew he was struggling to keep Kyro under control.

“That was a dumb move, Greyson,” Mason snapped, not even looking at me as he paced.

“Now he’s more freaked out than before, and he’s talking about walking away for good.” He stopped and took a deep breath, his fists clenching.

“Kyro’s barely keeping it together,” He muttered.

“This whole thing is messing with him badly.” I felt a stab of guilt, watching him struggle.

Kyro was breathing hard, and Mason was trying to calm him down, but I could see the tension in his shoulders and the way his fingers flexed like he wanted to punch something.

Jaxon crossed his arms, his gaze hard as he looked at me.

“What did you think, Greyson? That one kiss would magically change everything? That Christian would suddenly realize he wants this bond just because you showed him how you felt?” I gritted my teeth, my anger rising.

“I didn’t know what else to do, alright?” I snapped back.

“He was right there, pushing me away, acting like none of this matters. I thought maybe… maybe if he could just feel it, he’d stop fighting us.” Mason let out a rough laugh, but there was no humor in it.

“Feel it?” He repeated.

“All he felt was you pushing him, Greyson. You can’t just force him to accept this. He’s not ready, and now… now he’s even more set on leaving.” His words hit me hard, and I had to look away, my hands clenching into fists.

I hated how much they were right. I had acted on impulse, not thinking about how it might make Christian feel.

I just wanted him to understand, to see that this bond was real for all of us. But maybe all I’d done was make things worse.

“I don’t know what to do,” I said.

“Every time I try to get close to him, he pulls further away. I just… I don’t know how to reach him.” Jaxon’s expression softened, but only a little.

“Then maybe you need to back off,” He said, his voice firm but not unkind.

“Give him space to figure things out without you breathing down his neck.” I shook my head, frustration bubbling up inside me again.

“But what if he walks away for good? What if giving him space just pushes him right out of our lives?” Mason finally stopped pacing, his gaze steady as he looked at me.

“Then we lose him,” He said, his voice calm but filled with pain.

“But at least it’ll be his choice. Right now, he feels like he doesn’t have one like we’re all just trying to trap him. If we keep pushing, we’re going to lose him anyway.” I swallowed hard, my throat tight.

The thought of losing Christian was like a punch to the gut, but I knew they were right.

I was trying to hold on so tightly that I hadn’t stopped to think about what he needed, about how he was feeling.

Mason took a deep breath, his hands still shaking as he tried to calm Kyro.

“Kyro’s losing it because he can feel Christian pulling away,” He said quietly.

“And honestly, so am I. But if we don’t back off… we’re going to end up pushing him right into the arms of someone else, someone who isn’t going to understand him the way we do.” His words settled heavily on my shoulders, the weight of what I’d done sinking in.

I’d let my desperation blind me, let it make me act without thinking. And now, we were closer than ever to losing him for good.

Jaxon stepped closer, his gaze hard but understanding.

“Look, Greyson, I get it. I want him just as much as you do. But we can’t let that need make us reckless. We need to let him come to us, not the other way around. Otherwise, he’s going to keep seeing us as a threat, as something he needs to escape.” I nodded, feeling the anger drain out of me, replaced by a heavy, aching regret.

“You’re right,” I admitted quietly.

“I messed up. I was so focused on making him see us, see me, that I didn’t stop to think about how he was feeling. I just… I didn’t want him to keep thinking we’re some curse he can’t shake off.” Mason sighed, finally stopping his pacing, though I could see that he was tensed.

“We’re all feeling it, Greyson. We all want him. But pushing him isn’t going to get us what we want. If we’re going to have a chance with him, he has to want it too.” I looked at both of them, my chest tight with regret and frustration.

“So what do we do now?” I asked.

“How do we fix this?” Jaxon put a hand on my shoulder, his grip firm but comforting.

“We wait. We give him space and let him figure things out on his terms. And when he’s ready… we’ll be here. But until then, no more pushing, no more trying to make him feel what we feel.” Mason nodded, though I could see the struggle in his eyes.

“It’s not going to be easy, but it’s the only way. Kyro’s not going to like it, and neither will our wolves, but… it’s what Christian needs. And if we care about him, we’ll do whatever it takes to make sure he feels safe, even if that means giving him space.” I took a deep breath, trying to calm the storm of emotions inside me.

It wasn’t what I wanted, but they were right. If I kept trying to force this, I was only going to push him further away.

I just hoped that, when he was finally ready, he’d realize that we’d been here all along, waiting.