The Love of a Lycan Chapter 569 – HIS HOPE

“You don’t know what you are talking about.” Kace was still in his defensive stance as his eyes locked on Hope’s. He grinded his teeth to hide the thing that he really wanted to say. 

“I will never know if you don’t want to try to talk to me about that.” Hope raised her hands, and cupped his face with her small hands, forcing him to slightly bend his tall body towards her, so she could stare right into his eyes. “I saw you crying.”

“I never cry.” Kace’s gaze became hard when he heard that, though he furrowed his brows, he didn’t remember that he had ever cried in front of her, not even once. 

“When you were unconscious, I had this dream,” Hope said with serious expression. 

“So, you saw me cry in your sleep?” Kace’s mood somewhat lightened a little bit, as he chuckled upon hearing what Hope was saying. “That was just a dream.”

“Yes, just like the dream when I saw your beast disappear, and turned into fireflies.��� Hope’s expression still didn’t change, but Kace did. “I don’t think that dreams are just ordinary dreams. I think there must be a meaning behind it. After all, just like what you said, we are mate. Our souls are bound.” at least the last part was what Rossie told her about these mate things, but it didn’t mean that there was nothing serious about it, right?

When Hope said about his beast turned into fireflies, he also remembered the last thing that the candlemaiden showed him about his beast was looking for help from his mate. All this time, Kace brushed off that fact, and only thought it was only his dream or something similar. 

Kace had never thought that Hope also saw the same thing. Did that mean they met each other around that time? Their souls? It sounded ridiculous, yet there was a small part of his heart, which believed it. 

“I think those dreams meant something.” Hope continued. “Did you forget? You lost yourself to your beast when we were on the ship.”

Of course, Kace remembered that. When that happened he felt like he had turned into another personality. It felt like there was someone invading him, though that ‘someone’ was also part of himself. 

The feeling of his beast that sipped through his being. His beast was like the form of his resentment to himself. The part of him that Kace hated the most. 

He detested and loathed his beast, that’s why he scorned himself and shunned other people away from him because he didn’t want them to see this part of him.

But, when he met with the centaurs, they were the form of one of the greatest sins he had ever committed. 

It was his shame that made him treat them like that. 

If Hope asked what Carina had done to make Kace treat her like that, then there was nothing wrong with Carina or the centaurs, it was him. 

“I am sorry if I offended you when that happened,” Kace spoke rigidly while avoiding Hope’s eyes. 

Hope released his face and hugged him tightly instead, “There is nothing you can do with your past and you have hurt yourself enough.”

No. 

It would never be enough. 

Those sins that Kace had committed.

Those tears, blood and angry roar laced with pain and agony from those creatures that lost their mate. 

The sound of their voices and the curses that he heard, would hunt Kace for his entire eternity. 

However, Kace didn’t say anything about his thoughts as he buried his face on the curve of her shoulder and breathed in his mate scent. The only thing that could calm him…

The only thing which could give him temporary peace that he needed. 

His Hope…

His only hope.

The afternoon sun shone above them and made everything crystal clear in Kace’s eyes, especially the girl in his arm.

But, he smelled her scent even before Hope gave the reaction. His mate wriggled her body as she spoke her name.

“Lana…” Hope blushed because Lana had been watching her hugging Kace for–she didn’t know how long Lana had been staring at them. “You are awake,” she said with a happy voice, but she looked at her bashfully as she walked towards Lana with open arms. 

“Am I interrupting something?” Lana wanted to make her voice sound nonchalant, yet her eyes said differently, especially about what she actually felt inside. 

She shouldn’t have been there, stayed and watched them. But for some reason, Lana couldn’t move her legs and saved herself from the heartache that was caused by the scene. 

“Of course not,” Hope hugged her tightly. “I am happy you are awake!” Hope said cheerfully, missing the expression that Lana made.

“I am happy too.” Lana reciprocated the hug casually. “Is everything okay here?”

“Yes,” Kace walked towards Hope and caressed her head lovingly. “Let’s go back.”

The lycan did that intentionally, this made Lana have to lower her head to hide her eyes and face. Actually, Kace knew Lana was around even before Hope realized her, but he let her watch it. 

Kace didn’t want to make a small gesture that could be interpreted wrongly by the young female wolf. 

Lana had known from a long time ago that her feelings wouldn’t bring anything to her and that she had to stop it right away. Kace had so much trouble already and he didn’t need more things to deal with. 

“Okay,” Hope was being whisked away by Kace as he held her waist while they were walking back. 

“Mr. Lori asked if you’d like to attend the funeral at the village.” Lana walked behind them, but she locked her eyes at the trees on her left side. “The centaur asked him to ask you about this.”

Hope raised her head and looked at Kace. “Me, Lana, Ian and Ethan can go to the village to ask to meet with the priestess. Maybe she knows where Lidya is. You can stay.” She knew it would be hard for Kace to attend the funeral. 

However, Kace had changed his mind. “We’ll go there together.”