Rejected Love {COMPLETED}

20- Mate??

Kane's POV:

--Flashback--

I could barely open my eyes. I had already lost so much blood and I felt so weak. The dark figure or vampire or whatever he was, still had me gripped tightly by the neck. My body was hanging limp, still in his chokehold. The person who'd shown up earlier, Bryson, had his hand clapped around the murderer's throat.

"I told you to leave the damn boy alone!” Bryson yelled.

A sinister smile appeared on the vampire’s bloodied face, “Fine. I could use a healthy exercise before my meal.” He hissed and bore his fangs to my face before letting my weak body crumble to the ground.

Bryson moved forward with the first punch but after that, they became a massive ball of blur. I tried to keep my eyes open but it was no use. I was too weak to even move. I felt so light-headed and my body felt like it weighed a ton. I let the darkness take me in after struggling against it a few times.

I don't how much later I came to, but I finally did. Groaning, I opened my eyes and looked around. A shadow was crouching near me, looking at me with concern-filled eyes. I think it was that guy Bryson. Because I can never forget the face of that bastard who killed my friends.

“Hey! Wake up,” Bryson called out, shaking my shoulder slightly. “Live boy. You have to live.”

I murmured a response but I don't even know what I said. I was too weak, too tired and the idea of welcoming death seemed so appealing to me right now.

He quickly put his fingers on my neck.

"Your pulse is barely there and you’re so cold. I'll have to do this. I have no other choice.”

I wanted to ask him what he meant but my lips refused to move. I just kept looking at him, anticipating his next move. He removed the hood from his head and I could finally see, although a little blurry, what he looked like.

To my shock, he opened his mouth and I saw them. He had them too. Those fangs. He leaned forward and I felt him sink them into my neck and felt that horrid pinch in my neck for the second time that night.

I felt all life leave my body. More like my souls float out sort-of feeling. Before darkness completely consumed me, however, I felt something hard being thrust into my palm.

--End of Flashback--

I remembered the details of the night as if it had just happened yesterday. Those horrific people and what they did to my friends, the memory was burned into my mind.

The door opened and Bryson walked in.

“I forcefully gave Hannah a sedative so she’s sleeping for now. She had a real panic attack,” seeing the worried look on my face, he placed a hand on my shoulder.

"Don't worry. We’ll find her soon."

"How do we know where he is? I mean, how did he even know where I am? Or I found my mate?” I ran a frustrated hand through my hair.

“He’s a vampire too Kane. You know he has his ways,” Bryson said.

I turned to look out the living room window. Even if he was hiding in the pits of the earth,  I'd find him. I’d find him and torture him to death. He'll rue the day he decided to set his eyes on my mate.

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Sya's POV:

My head throbbed with immense pain as I came to my senses. My vision was blurry and it was kind of hard to open my eyes. My body felt so sore too. Whoever it was, must've thrown me down on the ground. I sat up with great difficulty and looked around. I'd been lying on the cold ground in a dark, dirty room. It smelled like the sewers, absolutely gross.