The Deep Connection

/ ZHASK /

“No, your name is Greya. And you’re a werewolf,” I told her with my serious face but what came out of her mouth was a sarcastic laugh.

“So what about you? A vampire?” she said and then burst out laughing again.

“No, vampires live farther north. We have no business with them.”

“So you’re a werewolf too?”

“Yes but not here. In this world, we’re mere mortals.”

She laughed again, the same laugh I remembered when I used to tell her jokes. I miss that laugh. I miss her so much.

“Look here, mister werewolf, I don’t know what your game is, whether you escape from a mental facility or high on drugs, but because I saw something weird last night and also because you have almost the same tattoo as mine, I won’t report you to the police. But I need to get you back to where you came from…”

“My tattoo?” I asked, cutting her off.

“Yes. Apparently, we could be related.”

“It’s my pack’s symbol,” I told her while looking at the mark of the moon on my chest. “You have one too. It’s your pack’s symbol and you’re my mate.”

Again, she laughed. “This is unbelievable!”

But I stood up despite the pain all over my body and went close to her. Now she was inches from me and I planned to get even closer.

“W-what are you doing?” She asked but she had her eyes locked on my body. She didn’t move back from her place.

I was trying to mark my territory so she would know she still belonged to me despite not being able to remember me, and I think it worked.

I could kiss her right here… I really wanted to kiss her or even embraced her. I could still feel our deep connection and I wished she could feel it too. I locked my hands with hers and pressed my forehead against hers. She was looking down and but she didn’t stop me yet.

“Once upon a time, we mated and it’s the best thing that ever happened to me,” I told her. Our lips were so close but I didn’t want to kiss her without her permission. I could feel her heartbeat. “I’ve been looking for you for four years. And now that I found you, I’m not going to let you go again. Whether you like it or not, I’m taking you back and you will have to marry me.”

She still seemed a little confused, which was good because I think her inner wolf recognized mine. They were communicating through our emotions. They were bonding after a very long time of being apart

“What did you do to me?” she asked and kept shaking her head, but she didn’t let go of my hands.

“It’s okay,” I reassured her and planted a kiss on her forehead. “It’s me, Greya. You’re safe now.”

The connection was too strong and too intimate that I was almost sure it would make her remember the memories she had lost.

However, the sound of a car pulling up in their driveway startled her and she broke from my embrace, losing our connection.

“Shit! It’s my parents,” she cursed, alarmed. “I didn’t know they would be back too soon. Stay here and don’t make a sound. I’ll be back later.”

And then, there she went, out the door and vanishing out of my sight.

I was so close! I could have made her remember. Doesn’t matter, she will remember me eventually.

I sat back on the bed and contemplate about what happened. My broken limbs still hurt like hell but it was only because the power of my inner wolf could not be felt in this world. I couldn’t shift here but I could still communicate with Fenrer, my inner worlf.    

“You lost your chance in taking her back home…” he was telling me in my head.

“It’s okay, we’ll wait for the next full moon,” I reassured him. I could feel how angry and impatient he was to take his mate back to our world, but he needed to wait a little longer.

“We can’t know for sure if another portal could still be open… that was our last chance!”

“I know, alright! But things just don’t go according to plan! Don’t worry, I got this!”

“You better!”

My relationship with Fenrer had never been okay since we lost our mate four years ago. He thought it was my fault, because I was careless. But now that I found her, I would make sure that mistake would never happen again.

“It’s okay,” I told him. “We’ll take her home soon.”

***

/ABBY’S POV/

“Mom! Dad! Why are you back so early?” I greeted them with a kiss.

“Your dad suddenly has arthritis and forgot his medicine. One way to ruin our trip!” Mom said in exasperation.

“It’s okay, we can still go next week!” Dad replied while he took his medicine and sat on the couch, trying to relax.

“And why are you not in school?” Mom asked me.

I thought of all the ways I could explain to her about the man I kept in the basement but I decided to just keep it to myself for now.

“I wasn’t feeling well,” I lied and sat next to her.

“You should be in your dorm,” she said.

“I forgot something here,” I lied again.

Suddenly, in my peripheral vision, I noticed some movement outside the house. I looked through the window, and there! The man I kept in the basement was outside in the sun! He was wearing his black robe which made him too visible in broad daylight and he seemed to be holding a….. cat?

I cursed in my head. I told him to wait inside!

“Darling, who’s that man over there? Do we have a new neighbour?” mom asked when she noticed him too.

I sat up, feeling alarmed. They can’t know about him.

“Where?” my dad answered and his eyes drifted through the window too. “Who’s that? A priest?”

“Priests don’t wear black, Dad,” I replied, trying to calm myself. I need to distract them.

The man sat down on the ground and played with the cat in his hands. The animal seemed to like him as it licked his face.

“Probably just a visitor dad. You know what, why don’t you guys eat something? I know you’re tired. Come, I’ll make you a sandwich.”

“Good idea, ‘cause I’m starving,” dad said.

I led them into the kitchen. But I kept my eyes focus on the man outside. He didn’t seem to be escaping any time soon, though I would be happy if he would escape. But I still had a lot of questions to ask him. I couldn’t lose him yet.

I made my parents their favourite sandwiches and even served them some orange juice. And now that they were distracted, I slipped out of their sight and went over to the man outside.

“Hey!” I called him from the porch but being careful my parents wouldn’t hear.

He looked over to me.

“I told you to wait inside!”

“Sorry, I got distracted by this cat,” he said.

“Get back to the basement now!”

“Can I take the cat?”

“Leave the cat! Our neighbour will not be happy if their cat disappears.”

“Here you go, buddy.” He stood up and set cat the free. “I’m deeply hurt by how you addressed me but I understand!”

“Oh please, are we going to argue again? Hurry up before my parents see!”

He hesitated for a moment. He looked so innocent like a child, yet very charming at the same time. There was something in him that really intimidated me in a way that I felt so powerless and small in his presence. Some sort of deep connection. Something I just felt earlier when he stood close to me in the basement. Who was he? And why was he making me feel some emotions I didn’t know I had?

That’s why I need to keep him for the meantime. He could be a link to my past, to the life I could no longer remember.

He followed me back to the basement. I realized he could have been hungry since he had not eaten since last night so I went back to the kitchen and sneaked some sandwiches and orange juice. I also took some medicine with me.

“I usually eat meat, but this is fine,” he said.

“Let me see your wounds.”

He took off his robe and the upper part of his body laid bare. Again, I had this weird urged to wrap my arms around him.

“Turn around,” told him.

He had some serious cuts on his back and I applied some medicine on it.

He winced in pain. “Does it hurt a lot?”

But it seemed like the pain was too much because he suddenly groaned and hold his head.

“What’s the matter?” I asked, worried.

“Ahhhh,” he groaned again. Then before I could hold him, he collapsed to the floor and went unconscious.

“Hey! Wake up!”