bitten ➼ calum hood au

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[19] betrayal

"Why did you do that?" I whispered, her hand in mine as I reassured her. Tear stained cheeks as I have gone weak from this sight. She was already healing and I thank Zeus for helping her.

"I- I'm sorry." She says softly, her eyes looking everywhere but me. "Jourdan, if ever something bad happened to you. I don't know, I freakingly don't know what to do because if something will, I will lose my mind. Don't do this again." I say, wiping her cheeks. She looked at me and nodded, smiling close-mouthedly. Her smile soon faded and was replaced by a frown, I furrow my eyebrows in a questioning look.

"Jesus, Calum. What happened to you?" She scolded me back, her eyebrows furrowed and her jaw clenched looking back at me. This time, I avoided her gaze.

"Luke, Jourdan. Luke is fucking alive." I told her and her eyes immeidately widen. She shook her head and chuckled softly, playfully slapping my arm. "Nice try, Calum. Just tell me the truth." My eyes soften and I looked down. My chest tightens in the process, I squeeze her hand tight and breathed heavily.

"Caleb, can we talk?" I look up to find Dean. Why is it so hard for him to remember my real name? "Caleb." Jourdan murmured, rolling her eyes. I didn't try to correct him anymore and stood up. I was about to follow her father when I felt her grabbing on my wrists.

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." I sincerely smiled, leaning down and leaving a kiss on her forehead before I followed Dean outside.

Renee met me outside the room and she gave me a nod. "Don't worry, I'll be the one to tell her about it." She says, patting my shoulder before proceeding inside the room.

We stared blankly into the night as soon as we were outside Mr. Anderson's house. The silence between us was creeping until Dean cleared his throat, making me look back at him. "Jordan would probably just be like you if he was alive." He started and I furrow my eyebrows, but I don't talk and let him continue.

"I always wanted revenge, and nothing but. Thinking that killing Conrad's pack would help us move on, but it only haunted us more."

"You were the hunters that helped us win the fight?" I tilt my head to look at him.

"What do you mean?"

"I mean, that day we lost half of our tribe. My dad fought Conrad's pack and they almost died if the hunters didn't came. It was you, isn't it?" I dig my hands to my pocket.

"I guess it's us. We killed Conrad and that was the Seth's main reason why we fight, we wanted justice for my son." I nod and sighed. I thought he just hated werewolves and there was nothing behind it but I guess I just portrayed Dean's character wrong.

"That's why I didn't want my daughter with you, Cal. It doesn't make me feel right at all, I have live with the fear of losing another child." 

"I understand, sir. But I was her imprint for a reason, I am here to protect her." I said, trying to gain trust from Jourdan's father.

"But she almost died in your arms." He added which was also right. I have already failed from protecting Jourdan and her father has the right to say that to my face. I can't protect her. I stayed silent, left to think.

"And I can't take losing Jourdan and Acer, so I'm going to protect them myself." I nod, staring down the wooden floor. Maybe Dean was right, I should let Jourdan go. Since I can't even protect her, since I can't even fight for my pack.

"But I am not taking them away from you." My head snap up as he blurted that, I looked at him and he had a small smile. I was relieved.

"What?" I say, maybe I'm just mishearing words.