The Love of a Lycan

historical

Chapter 554 - HE WAS CRYING

Hope walked slowly towards the barn, she was alert of her surroundings. There were too many things that happened yesterday, than her seventeen years of life. It was never in her wildest imagination, that she would be able to handle more than that.

Afraid there was another hunter would jump before her eyes, with cautious steps, she peeked her head to inside the barn.

However, what she saw then put her in relief immediately.

"If you were going to come here, why didn't you come and get me first?" Hope strolled inside the barn where Ian and Ethan were sitting next to the white beast.

Last night, Hope made sure to clean the beast from the blood that stained its fur, so he could rest more comfortably.

"We thought you were still sleeping," Ian answered without raising his head from looking at the sleeping beast.

"Yes, I was. An hour ago." Hope crouched down between Ethan and Ian. Naturally, she stretched out her hand to touch the soft fur of the beast. "Lana has not woken up," she said to no one in particular.

"Yes, I saw her when we came to your room while you were still sleeping," Ethan mumbled. "Do you think she got some kind of brain injury? That somehow put her into a coma?"

Hope and Ian snapped their head to look at Ethan. "Do you think werewolves could get brain injury?" Hope frowned.

"Don't be ridiculous. Even if she got it, she should be healed by now," Ian mumbled and shook his head to get rid of Ethan's nonsense idea.

"So, why do you think she has not woken up yet?" Ian grumbled while caressing the beast's fur. "Kace also has the same condition as her."

"You are right…" hope just realized it. "We need to ask Chiron."

"Who is Chiron?" Ian looked at Hope, puzzled.

"The centaur chief from last night." Hope ran her fingers on the back of the beast's ears, she knew the beast like it when she touched him there. Still, there was no response.

"You made friends with him, how nice." Ian concluded, there was a sarcastic tone in the way he spoke, yet Hope and Ethan didn't pick on him. They didn't need another unnecessary argument right now.

And also, Hope didn't know whether she should tell them, about her being a guardian angel or not. She wanted to know how Chiron found out about this. As long as she could remember, there were not many people who knew about it aside from Kace, Lana, and Serefina.

Well, Lidya knew about this guardian angel's thing.

"We still don't know where Lidya is, now." Hope felt restless. She was afraid that something bad happened to the witch. Lidya would've come to find them if she was fine, right?

The fact that she was still missing made Hope became even more anxious.

"I think we need to talk to the centaur," Ian spoke.

"We need to ask Mr. or Mrs. Lori how we can talk to them." Ethan suggested.

They spent another few hours inside the barn with the sleeping beast, talking about this and that occasionally, but most of the time, they were busy with their own thoughts.

When the afternoon came, Ian and Ethan decided to go back to the house to check on Lana's condition, but Hope insisted that she wanted to stay with Kace.

Because Mr. and Mrs. Lori would only go back in the evening, since there was nothing Hope could do inside the house. Thus it would be more convenient for her to stay next to Kace, just in case, an unbelievable thing would happen, like he woke up by miracle or something.

After many futile attempts to persuade her, Ian and Ethan decided to let her be. Maybe the two needed their moment alone.

With that thought, the siblings walked out of the barn, leaving the mate alone.

Hope laid down next to the beast, staring at him. The charred wound from the silver had almost completely healed and his old wound on his back, still looked the same.

Maybe it was just Hope's imagination, but the claw marks didn't seem so frightening than the last time she saw it.

"Why don't you wake up? I miss you…" Hope kissed the beast's front leg and used it as a pillow for her neck and she fell asleep.

The sound of the wind from the afternoon breeze and chirping birds from the distance helped Hope to relax as the scent of chocolate from the beast drifted her to her slumber.

There was some point when Hope was aware that she was asleep and knew this was only a dream, but she just couldn't force herself to wake up.

Because there was this sudden urge to walk down this path.

There was a long road in front of her, the kind of long road that you would only see in a desert, with nothing on her left or right.

The lights dimmed in every step she took, but Hope didn't feel afraid with this odd situation. Neither had she panicked when she saw someone crouching down at the end of that road.

It was a man, burying his face between his knees while he hugged his legs tightly.

"Hello?" Hope approached that man. Somehow she knew him. His scent was something that she would always miss. "Are you okay?"

Hope crouched down in front of that man, staring at him, waiting for him to raise his head, yet he didn't do it, neither had he replied to her.

As if it was natural for her to do this, Hope stretched out her hand and patted the man's head. "It's alright." She didn't know why she said it. "Everything is alright."

There, Hope felt it. The spark that erupted from her touch. The man also felt the same as he raised his head and stared at her with his deep ocean blue eyes.

Hope held her breath when she saw him.

It was Kace. Looked younger almost like a teenager, as if he was the same age as Ian and Ethan. And the thing that caught Hope's attention was that he was crying.