Healing With Love (BxB/mpreg) [Hiatus]

Chapter Eighteen: Hurt

Haha, here take another late chapter that somehow managed to confuse even the author. T-T

Chapter Eighteen

Kaelen's P.O.V.

"Ah, Dhairya, that's not all. There's something else. You are my mate."

I almost hit myself when the words came out of my mouth. Why did I say that out loud? I just ruined all of my efforts. I did it to myself, why am I so stupid?

Dhairya shook his head quickly and I frowned. What did he mean by that? Shaking his head at that...does it mean that he doesn't accept me? Isn't that an informal rejection of the mating bond? He can't do that, if he does that, I'll be mateless for the rest of my life. I need a mate, and not just any mate either, I need Dhairya as my mate. I don't know how, but from the short time that I have known Dhairya, I have fallen in love with him.

"I can't be..."

Dhairya's soft whisper drifted through my ear and it was so sad and lonely that it made me want to cry. His voice showed what his heart could not. It was broken and I wanted to fix it so bad. I wanted him to tell me what hurt him, but I also knew that it would hurt him even more. Plus, I know what was hurting him, I just couldn't do anything about it yet.

"Why not, Dhairya? Why can't you be my mate? Who decided that?"

I spoke softly, not wanting to scare Dhairya with any more information or loud noises. There were times when Dhairya seemed so fragile, and other times, he was so strong. Dhairya was someone that made me happy and I guess that if he didn't want to be my mate, I wouldn't force him.

"You're Kaelen. You're strong and good-looking. You're smart and successful, you are also an Alpha werewolf that is running a pack. You're also very kind, but I'm not. I'm dirty, useless, and I can't be your mate. It's not me, it should be somebody pretty, like that girl that came in a few days ago. Someone like that would look good with you, not me."

His words were piercing my heart, not because it was technically a rejection, but because I could tell that was how he really thought of himself. He thought that he was dirty and useless, but I knew that he was far from it. Of course, I had to tell him that.

"You're not dirty. You're not worthless. And I am not kind. I want to keep you away from others, I want to keep others away from you. Like treasure, I want to keep you all to myself. I'm greedy and the things I want, I usually get. Right now, the thing that I want most is to stay by your side."

"But-"

"No, there should not be any 'but's. That's what I want to do."

Dhairya's face scrunched up and I could tell that he was about to cry. I automatically moved towards him and pulled him into a hug. Dhairya reacted and hugged me back, burying his head in my shoulder. I could feel him shaking and tears wet my shirt a few moments later. We sat there, comforting each other until I remembered something. We were supposed to be hiking.

"Dhairya, as much as I would like to stay here and talk more about us and our mating, we have to go on the hike. My mom is scary when she is mad."

Dhairya lifted his head slowly and nodded. I smiled softly at him and grabbed his hand, entwining our fingers together. Dhairya looked down and blushed, making my heart flutter. I think I have caught a disease. Everytime that I look at Dhairya, my heart flutters, but it was a good flutter. It was a disease that I wouldn't mind having.

We walked along the path and I pulled Dhairya along, making sure that he wouldn't get lost, not that he could with our hands entwined like that. We walked towards the most beautiful place in the world. It was a waterfall in the woods that was hidden entirely. We finally reached the waterfall and saw that my mom, dad, Vincent, and Darren were already there. Dhairya tried to pull his hand back, but I kept it in mine. Right now, I didn't just want his hand, I needed it. I needed the feeling of him still being here and next to me.

"Dhairya! Kaelen! What did you guys do? Why are you so late?"

I didn't answer Darren's questions. Instead, I stayed quiet and held Dhairya's hand, enjoying the moment of peace. It was an interesting thing, how when you were with the ones you loved, everything was fun, even if you were just standing. I just hoped that Dhairya would stay.

Dhairya tugged on my hand and I looked at him. He smiled softly and pulled me along to my family. I smiled back and pulled my hand away from his, remembering something. Dhairya hadn't accepted me. He didn't accept my confession of mates. He didn't want to be my mate. We weren't mates. I couldn't touch him like that. I couldn't hold him or kiss him. I couldn't love him publicly.

Dhairya hadn't accepted me. He had accepted werewolves, but he hadn't accepted me. The thought made my heart hurt and I clutched at my heart. It was throbbing painfully and I could tell that Sage probably had it much worse. Although our relationship wasn't based on a lot of communication and talking, Sage always thought about me. He always tried to bear my pain.

Dhairya tapped my shoulder and I flinched back. I saw hurt flash in his eyes before guilt filled them. I wanted to tell him that I was okay, but I knew I wasn't. I wanted to tell him that it wasn't his fault, but I knew that he would be able to tell that it was a lie. Dhairya caused me pain, but at the same time, he was the one that managed to free my heart. So, I wouldn't give up. I would try over and over to get him to accept me because that was what would be able to heal me.