Chapter 523: 523
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Kace gulpeddown the water that cooled and smoothed his throat. He woke up nervously and scanned his surroundings while Lana put down the glass on the table next to the bed, she helped him to sit down as she put more pillow to support his back.
"What happened?" His voice came out raspy and hoarse, Kace couldn't recall what had happened to him and the cause of his aching head.
"Don't move so much, you've been out for three days." Lana informed him, but she didn't spot the reaction that she expected.
Lana thought Kace would jump from his bed and roared anxiously, because they had wasted three days when they supposed to be back around this time as the festival would be held tonight.
However, Kace just held his head and closed his eyes, he seemed in pain.
"Where are we?" he asked again, his voice still liked someone who was scratching glass with their nails.
"Inside the shop of the candlemaiden," Lana told him, her eyes focused on Kace's knitted brows. Did he forget about what had happened?
"Candlemaiden?" Kace opened his eyes and they fixed on Lana's.
The reality hit Kace hard. His eyes grew wider and, as if he forgot about his aching head, Kace jumped from his bed, but his body couldn't take that sudden move as he swayed and almost fell on the floor.
There.
There was the reaction that Lana expected. Probably, because of his headache, Kace's memories didn't work that well the first time he woke up. However, since he remembered their priority to come to this place, nothing would stop him from leaving.
Lana quickly held him back, so his body wouldn't hit the small table beside the bed. "Are you alright?" she frowned, worry was written all over her face.
"We have to go now!" Kace straightened his back and looked at Lana sternly. "When will the festival begin?"
"Tonight." Lana answered immediately.
"We can't go to look for the priestess, we have to go back to the village." Kace's expression turned hard.
"No, we have to continue our journey to the priestess place!" Lana objected the idea fervently. The Candlemaiden had agreed to help find the priestess and the only thing left was going to the direction that Christal had told them.
Why they had to return when they already half way there? Kace's wound needed to be treated and the fact that he was unconscious for three days, was the proof of how serious the wound was. Lana wouldn't let Kace returned when they were already that close to find the cure for him.
"No!" Kace glowered at Lana. "Hope will unnecessarily worry about us, I promised her to come back before the festival!" he was fl.u.s.tered to find out that he had been passed out for three days straight. What was happening to him?
The last thing he remembered was the vision about Hope and his beast. His beast turned into fireflies and everything went dark before he was in this shop again.
Kace remembered Christal was talking about his beast was asking for help and it asked his mate for help. What was that even mean?
Kace didn't have a chance to ask before his body shut down on him and the next thing he knew, he was dead asleep until he woke up a few minutes ago.
"Stop thinking like she's only the little girl that you used to tease! She had grown up now, she is able to take care of herself!" Lana shouted at him.
Half of it was because she could no longer tolerate the way he spoiled her, it was getting ridiculous, but the rest was due to her jealousy. Lana had to admit it, probably she had turned into someone like Serefina.
Someone who was not able to be with the person they cherished the most, but was forced to see how devoted he was to another woman. The worst part, she had to help him and be supportive.
Lana was bound to help Kace and protect what dear to him because of the stupid vow that Serefina forced her to do it. Well, at that time she did it willingly.
"She would do something stupid," Kace said grimly.
Upon hearing this, she let out a helpless sigh. "She stays in the house that packed with a family of werewolves, do you think it's easy to sneak up behind their back? Think about that before you decided to go back!" Lana snapped at Kace.
What Lana was saying actually made sense. Hope had near to zero chance to escape the house and go to the festival, no matter how hard she tried to.
"We need to go once you have felt better." Lana tried to persuade him again, seeing Kace was doubting all she said earlier, she added more. "We have come this far, it would be a total waste of time, if you are being determined to go back. And Kace, remember, your wounds need to be treated, if we go back now we must repeat what we have been through to go this far. Hope will not be happy to know that you have to go for the second time."
Maybe what Lana said was right, Hope would be safe there. Kace just needed to make up with her later with a bunch of apologizes and dates. If that wasn't enough, he would let her to tell him all she wanted and Kace would grant all of her wishes.
Sounded sweet, but naïve at the same time. For some reason, Kace still felt unease, despite what he already knew that Hope wouldn't be able to go out by herself. He hoped that was true.
"Fine." Kace relented. He stared at the sky, the soft glowing light when the sun was below the horizon, reminded him of her. This kind of twilight was a perfect symbol of loneliness. He missed her so bad. He wished she was here with him…
"Alright, we will leave tomorrow morning." Lana was relieved because he had agreed.
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Kace gulpeddown the water that cooled and smoothed his throat. He woke up nervously and scanned his surroundings while Lana put down the glass on the table next to the bed, she helped him to sit down as she put more pillow to support his back.
"What happened?" His voice came out raspy and hoarse, Kace couldn't recall what had happened to him and the cause of his aching head.
"Don't move so much, you've been out for three days." Lana informed him, but she didn't spot the reaction that she expected.
Lana thought Kace would jump from his bed and roared anxiously, because they had wasted three days when they supposed to be back around this time as the festival would be held tonight.
However, Kace just held his head and closed his eyes, he seemed in pain.
"Where are we?" he asked again, his voice still liked someone who was scratching glass with their nails.
"Inside the shop of the candlemaiden," Lana told him, her eyes focused on Kace's knitted brows. Did he forget about what had happened?
"Candlemaiden?" Kace opened his eyes and they fixed on Lana's.
The reality hit Kace hard. His eyes grew wider and, as if he forgot about his aching head, Kace jumped from his bed, but his body couldn't take that sudden move as he swayed and almost fell on the floor.
There.
There was the reaction that Lana expected. Probably, because of his headache, Kace's memories didn't work that well the first time he woke up. However, since he remembered their priority to come to this place, nothing would stop him from leaving.
Lana quickly held him back, so his body wouldn't hit the small table beside the bed. "Are you alright?" she frowned, worry was written all over her face.
"We have to go now!" Kace straightened his back and looked at Lana sternly. "When will the festival begin?"
"Tonight." Lana answered immediately.
"We can't go to look for the priestess, we have to go back to the village." Kace's expression turned hard.
"No, we have to continue our journey to the priestess place!" Lana objected the idea fervently. The Candlemaiden had agreed to help find the priestess and the only thing left was going to the direction that Christal had told them.
Why they had to return when they already half way there? Kace's wound needed to be treated and the fact that he was unconscious for three days, was the proof of how serious the wound was. Lana wouldn't let Kace returned when they were already that close to find the cure for him.
"No!" Kace glowered at Lana. "Hope will unnecessarily worry about us, I promised her to come back before the festival!" he was fl.u.s.tered to find out that he had been passed out for three days straight. What was happening to him?
The last thing he remembered was the vision about Hope and his beast. His beast turned into fireflies and everything went dark before he was in this shop again.
Kace remembered Christal was talking about his beast was asking for help and it asked his mate for help. What was that even mean?
Kace didn't have a chance to ask before his body shut down on him and the next thing he knew, he was dead asleep until he woke up a few minutes ago.
"Stop thinking like she's only the little girl that you used to tease! She had grown up now, she is able to take care of herself!" Lana shouted at him.
Half of it was because she could no longer tolerate the way he spoiled her, it was getting ridiculous, but the rest was due to her jealousy. Lana had to admit it, probably she had turned into someone like Serefina.
Someone who was not able to be with the person they cherished the most, but was forced to see how devoted he was to another woman. The worst part, she had to help him and be supportive.
Lana was bound to help Kace and protect what dear to him because of the stupid vow that Serefina forced her to do it. Well, at that time she did it willingly.
"She would do something stupid," Kace said grimly.
Upon hearing this, she let out a helpless sigh. "She stays in the house that packed with a family of werewolves, do you think it's easy to sneak up behind their back? Think about that before you decided to go back!" Lana snapped at Kace.
What Lana was saying actually made sense. Hope had near to zero chance to escape the house and go to the festival, no matter how hard she tried to.
"We need to go once you have felt better." Lana tried to persuade him again, seeing Kace was doubting all she said earlier, she added more. "We have come this far, it would be a total waste of time, if you are being determined to go back. And Kace, remember, your wounds need to be treated, if we go back now we must repeat what we have been through to go this far. Hope will not be happy to know that you have to go for the second time."
Maybe what Lana said was right, Hope would be safe there. Kace just needed to make up with her later with a bunch of apologizes and dates. If that wasn't enough, he would let her to tell him all she wanted and Kace would grant all of her wishes.
Sounded sweet, but naïve at the same time. For some reason, Kace still felt unease, despite what he already knew that Hope wouldn't be able to go out by herself. He hoped that was true.
"Fine." Kace relented. He stared at the sky, the soft glowing light when the sun was below the horizon, reminded him of her. This kind of twilight was a perfect symbol of loneliness. He missed her so bad. He wished she was here with him…
"Alright, we will leave tomorrow morning." Lana was relieved because he had agreed.
Kace gulpeddown the water that cooled and smoothed his throat. He woke up nervously and scanned his surroundings while Lana put down the glass on the table next to the bed, she helped him to sit down as she put more pillow to support his back. "What happened?" His voice came out raspy and hoarse, Kace couldn't recall what had happened to him and the cause of his aching head. "Don't move so much, you've been out for three days." Lana informed him, but she didn't spot the reaction that she expected. Lana thought Kace would jump from his bed and roared anxiously, because they had wasted three days when they supposed to be back around this time as the festival would be held tonight. However, Kace just held his head and closed his eyes, he seemed in pain. "Where are we?" he asked again, his voice still liked someone who was scratching glass with their nails. "Inside the shop of the candlemaiden," Lana told him, her eyes focused on Kace's knitted brows. Did he forget about what had happened? "Candlemaiden?" Kace opened his eyes and they fixed on Lana's. The reality hit Kace hard. His eyes grew wider and, as if he forgot about his aching head, Kace jumped from his bed, but his body couldn't take that sudden move as he swayed and almost fell on the floor. There. There was the reaction that Lana expected. Probably, because of his headache, Kace's memories didn't work that well the first time he woke up. However, since he remembered their priority to come to this place, nothing would stop him from leaving. Lana quickly held him back, so his body wouldn't hit the small table beside the bed. "Are you alright?" she frowned, worry was written all over her face. "We have to go now!" Kace straightened his back and looked at Lana sternly. "When will the festival begin?" "Tonight." Lana answered immediately. "We can't go to look for the priestess, we have to go back to the village." Kace's expression turned hard. "No, we have to continue our journey to the priestess place!" Lana objected the idea fervently. The Candlemaiden had agreed to help find the priestess and the only thing left was going to the direction that Christal had told them. Why they had to return when they already half way there? Kace's wound needed to be treated and the fact that he was unconscious for three days, was the proof of how serious the wound was. Lana wouldn't let Kace returned when they were already that close to find the cure for him. "No!" Kace glowered at Lana. "Hope will unnecessarily worry about us, I promised her to come back before the festival!" he was fl.u.s.tered to find out that he had been passed out for three days straight. What was happening to him? The last thing he remembered was the vision about Hope and his beast. His beast turned into fireflies and everything went dark before he was in this shop again. Kace remembered Christal was talking about his beast was asking for help and it asked his mate for help. What was that even mean? Kace didn't have a chance to ask before his body shut down on him and the next thing he knew, he was dead asleep until he woke up a few minutes ago. "Stop thinking like she's only the little girl that you used to tease! She had grown up now, she is able to take care of herself!" Lana shouted at him. Half of it was because she could no longer tolerate the way he spoiled her, it was getting ridiculous, but the rest was due to her jealousy. Lana had to admit it, probably she had turned into someone like Serefina. Someone who was not able to be with the person they cherished the most, but was forced to see how devoted he was to another woman. The worst part, she had to help him and be supportive. Lana was bound to help Kace and protect what dear to him because of the stupid vow that Serefina forced her to do it. Well, at that time she did it willingly. "She would do something stupid," Kace said grimly. Upon hearing this, she let out a helpless sigh. "She stays in the house that packed with a family of werewolves, do you think it's easy to sneak up behind their back? Think about that before you decided to go back!" Lana snapped at Kace. What Lana was saying actually made sense. Hope had near to zero chance to escape the house and go to the festival, no matter how hard she tried to. "We need to go once you have felt better." Lana tried to persuade him again, seeing Kace was doubting all she said earlier, she added more. "We have come this far, it would be a total waste of time, if you are being determined to go back. And Kace, remember, your wounds need to be treated, if we go back now we must repeat what we have been through to go this far. Hope will not be happy to know that you have to go for the second time." Maybe what Lana said was right, Hope would be safe there. Kace just needed to make up with her later with a bunch of apologizes and dates. If that wasn't enough, he would let her to tell him all she wanted and Kace would grant all of her wishes. Sounded sweet, but nave at the same time. For some reason, Kace still felt unease, despite what he already knew that Hope wouldn't be able to go out by herself. He hoped that was true. "Fine." Kace relented. He stared at the sky, the soft glowing light when the sun was below the horizon, reminded him of her. This kind of twilight was a perfect symbol of loneliness. He missed her so bad. He wished she was here with him "Alright, we will leave tomorrow morning." Lana was relieved because he had agreed.
