Chapter 36: Chapter 36

Blake's POV

Words can't explain exactly what was wrong with me. It was so weird to me, but yet I couldn't stop. It was like a greater force was pushing me to do it. Yes, the force of attraction toward the poor girl was stronger than my hatred for the werewolves.

Jace was shocked when I saved her from Torian's hand, but was more stunned when I told them I would be staying back to check on her immediately after the doctors were done treating her.

They had both left me in the school clinic ward and went back to the classroom. After a few minutes, the doctor came out and informed me that I could go in and see her. The way my heart had clenched and thudded in excitement was so strange and beyond my understanding.

Without wasting any single second, I had hurried in and sat beside her bed, staring straight into her face, admiring and wondering what magic she was performing on me. I had never met her before, yet it seemed like we had fallen in love before. How else can I explain saving and caring for a random werewolf who everyone treats like a slave?

Why were her cries hurting me? That had really left me bedazzled, and now, I could only stare at her face and wonder who she was.

It was at that moment that she finally opened her eyes. Those deep blue eyes, like a polished gem, opened and fell on mine. They were shimmering beautifully and seemed to be entrancing me. I was about to say something when she screamed my name.

It was so shocking that I thought it was a hallucination at first. I really thought I was having an illusion when she called out my real name. I doubted my ears weren't playing pranks on me.

"Blake!!! Where have you been? Why did you leave me to suffer? Do you know I almost died? They almost killed me for saving you." She cried out, her sweet voice resonating in my ears and spreading through my brain.

Her eyes were teary and filled with passion and deep love as she sat up quickly, looking into my face like she was searching for something in my eyes. I was so confused at how she knew my real name, which I had kept hidden. Even if Jace had told her, how would I explain what she had just uttered? She just asked where I had been. She really asked why I left her to suffer.

"Blake, why are you just looking at me without saying anything? You saved me from Torian, right?" Her weak but melodious voice sounded again, striking into my head and heart at the same time.

"Yes... I saved you from Torian. He wanted to give you scars on your pretty face. I was touched and felt like saving you even when I never wished to. " My reply dropped off, and I clearly saw her eyes widen in shock as she cringed.

"What is it?" I asked, and the shock in her eyes turned to fear and sadness.

"What is happening, Blake? Why do you sound so cold and... Have you forgotten about me so quickly? Or..." She purred and held my hand while she peered into my eyes, letting those tears drop freely.

I was obviously feeling sorry for her. Her tears were showing pure pain and it seemed like she really knew me, and not just that, we must have been lovers before. She sounded like we had once been in love, while I can't remember ever seeing her face before.

"What is your name?" I asked and a sharp scream fell out of her lips suddenly as she sprang up from the bed, cringing away from me while shaking her head sideways.

"Blake, you have really lost your mind. You can't remember Lola, the girl who risked her life to save you from being caught by our hunters. I took you into my room and also stole the antidote from my parents' room just to make sure you didn't die. I have always waited for the day I would meet you again, as you are the only one I have got now. Only for you to have forgotten me!" She cried out, her lips wavering and more tears pouring down her eyes.

"Have we really met before?" I sighed as her pathetic story resounded in my head, appearing weird. The more I look at her face, the more confused I become. Even when she uttered her name, I still couldn't recall ever hearing that name before.

I watched as her back hit the wall, then slid down till she was sitting on the floor.

"As you lost your memories, what are you here for? I smelled your scent yesterday and was so excited, thinking you came for me. But as you have forgotten everything about me, what are you here for then? And how are you able to conceal your vampire scent and features. You look purely like a werewolf now!" She arched her brows, gazing at me for a reply while I could only gape at her.

Now I know it was true. I lost my memories of her. She really knew I was a vampire and so knew I came here yesterday by smelling my scent.

"I really can't remember you and I think I regret rescuing you from Torian's hand. You know all my secrets. Is it safe in your hand? I won't hesitate to kill you if you try to expose or set me up" I breathed, shutting my eyes for some seconds as I pondered on the words I just uttered.

Would I really not hesitate to kill her?

"My name is Jason! I am Jace's long-time friend. I am not here to kill any werewolf, but if I am dared, I will wipe everyone out, including you. So don't dare tell anyone who I am," I warned, and she let out a snort that showed she was angry and pained.

"You don't know how these words you say hurt. I am like a stranger to you now! Whoever did this to you is evil!" She burst, standing to her feet, wiping her gown, which had a dust stain on it.

"I can't remember ever seeing you before." I sighed, as my brain went blank on trying to recall her face.

She was about to say something when the door of the ward creaked open with Torian and Sophia walking in. His eyes were filled with hatred as he closed in on Lola, who was already shivering in terror.

Her feet were already dragging with huge terror in her eyes, like someone who had come into contact with a monster.

"It seems like your time for death isn't here yet. More intense torture and excruciating pain should be offered till you commit suicide. " Torian spoke out to her with a smirk while taking slow steps forward.

"Please...." Lola pleaded, but he croaked and punched her face so that blood spurted from her lips. I jolted up in a rush, fuming even before I could know I was really reacting.

"Hi, Jason....I know you care for her. But she is a slave. " The girl that had introduced herself to me as Sophia stated with those sheepish smiles, for whom I don't know who it was for.

"Is that why he punched her? Knowing she just got away from torture that would have led to her death!' I found myself yelling as anger kept boiling in me.

"What if I decide to kill her now? What will you do? Who the hell are you firstly?" Torian howled, glaring and drawing his face to mine in a daring way. He was a bit taller than me, but I knew he had no chance with me even when I didn't unleash my vampire abilities.

"You shouldn't kill an innocent girl! It is wrong!" I shrugged, looking away as it dawned on me that I was overreacting over a random she wolf who I had never met before, even when she claimed to have saved me in the past.

"If not for my mate and lover, Sophia, you know you wouldn't be alive till now! No one dares the Alpha prince and live to tell their stories!" He gritted, snorting at me to my face.

"Jason, you shouldn't waste your energy on a slave. I can equally tell Torian not to hurt her again. " She purred, drawing close to me with her usual smile. Her hand rubbed slowly through my chest, feeling my muscles.

"Wow, you are ripped and muscular... I'm loving you more," she added, and I could only sigh. I wouldn't have wasted any more seconds gripping her neck, plucking out her heart, and drinking her blood if I wasn't here to spy. As she was standing close to me, all I could look at was the veins running along her neck.

I was salivating to get her blood.

She drew her lips to my ears and whispered something that made me almost throw up.

"I am interested in you. Let's give it a chance. I promise to ensure Lola isn't hurt again. All I want is your love and attention. "

Hearing this from a werewolf was more like feeding me with cow dung. My stomach grumbled at it. The hatred for werewolves was burning like a wildfire through my veins and arteries. It was so hard to keep myself from flaring.

"Shameless girl! Dream on! He can never like you!" Lola suddenly screamed from the floor where she sat after being punched, her tone showing how jealous she was.

My eyes flung in her direction and the sadness in her eyes seemed to have increased as she was staring straight at Sophia's palm, which was on my chest. Strangely, I was now feeling her pain slightly.

"How dare you!" Torian growled again, but Sophia stopped him from hitting her.

"Don't lay a finger on her." She had ordered immediately, and Torian adhered immediately, like he was bewitched.

"You see, I can really prevent any harm from befalling her? Just accept me." Sophia whispered the last part to my ear, holding my palm this time.

I glanced at Lola and her tears made me feel the greatest urge to protect her, even if it meant fighting Torian. I was hearing those cries she let out while being flogged in the classroom. I was recalling the sweet sensation that had spread through me when I carried her in my arms. The satisfaction in my heart on seeing her open her eyes again after losing consciousness.

I shut my eyes to think it through, but just then, I felt the ring around my finger heat up, and in a flash, it all began to replay in front of me.

All the evil caused by the werewolves, especially the death of my sister,

Anger and intense abhor soared inside my heart that seemed to swell as rage burned in me.

I am here to find a way to end this evil werewolf community as a form of revenge for my sister's death. Who cares if Lola dies?

I opened my eyes and could still see Sophia in front of me, still holding my palm, causing a wave of disgust to spread through me.

"You must be a fool to think I care about anyone's life! You all can go to hell!" I snarled, drawing my palm away from her grip and wiping it clean with my napkin, before heading to the door with quick steps.