Chapter 115

Blake's POV

I couldn't control myself any longer. The memories of the past were persistent and violently flashing in my mind, forcing me to remember all the pain and despair I felt then. He was my brother. My brother. He was supposed to love and protect me, but he not only hurt me, he killed me. He didn't need to be happy for me. I understood what he was going through when Amaya rejected him, but I also understand that love can't be forced. Amaya loved each other and there was nothing to be done about them.

I was considerate of his situation. As he was the Alpha of the pack, I was free to go. I wanted to go away with Amaya and start a life with her. To leave everything behind just so he would get tormented, to see us together. He didn't even let us do that. He was hell-bent on breaking our love.

How do I forgive that? I wish right now that I didn't remember anything, and then I wouldn't have to see him anymore.

" You shouldn't have come back. Damn it! Why couldn't you just go away?! Why? Why? Why?!" I yelled and reached across the table, grabbing him by the collar. He just stared at me without saying anything.

I grit my teeth trying to hold back from punching him in the face.

" I know you are in pain. I know there is nothing I can do to undo what I've done to you-"

" Dam right you don't! And there is nothing you can do!"

I took the swing and punched him in the face. Once I started, I couldn't stop. I saw red. My wolf overpowered me, and he started to beat and throw Xavier around. The patrol guards came running, and I yelled for them not to interfere. Xavier took the beating without fighting back. I hit him until i couldn't. His face was bloodied, and my hands were covered in his blood.

Breathing heavily, I screamed, letting out all the pent-up rage that had been in me for all this time. Xavier laid on the floor without moving. I didn't care if he was alive or dead, but he was definitely still alive. I could hear his ragged breathing.

I didn't notice when Brielle and the others got here. Brielle was by my side immediately. She held my face in her hands and she was talking, but I couldn't hear her properly. I was worn out from punching Xavier and trying to suppress my wolf to stop him from killing him. Well, not kill since he is immortal. I guess they fatally wounded him.

I finally got my head back. Brielle helped me get up.

" What happened to you? Are you okay?"

I nodded my head.

" I am fine."

Xavier got up after a little while, and dusted himself up.

He touched the wound on his face and hissed in pain.

" Well.. that was a bit intense," Xavier says, taking a seat on the chair.

" What the hell did you do?" Brielle came in front of me defensively, as if she was shielding me from Xavier.

" Dear God," Xavier gasped, looking at Brielle.

" I can't believe it. Both of you look the same. It's like nothing ever changed," he continued, sounding fascinated. His eyes stared at Brielle without blinking. I pulled her behind me to get his lingering eyes off her.

" Don't worry about him. He is going to leave, or I'll make him."

He groans." Oh, not that again. I thought you let it all out when you pummeled me."

" I'm serious, Xavier. You will not be getting that bastard back."

" Can't we reach a compromise here? I think something can be done."

Brielle scoffed.

" How dare you? You haven't changed at all, have you? You still think you are going to always get your way?"

" As I said, Amaya. Neither have you. That glare, those cold eyes that you always looked at me with. I always hated that look and I wished, for once, even a glance would be warm and loving."

The fuck is he saying? He looked like he was in a moment of reminacence looking at Brielle. I think I was seeing a bit of sorrow, regret and pain on his face. Well, it was awkward and annoying.

He seemed to get his back because he cleared his throat and all the emotions on his face vanished.

" Anyway, back to the point. Right now, I'm at a disadvantage. At your mercy. You guys can do anything for me. I'm weak at the moment and I won't be able to fight you. I don't want to fight you. I'm pleading with you."

" How does it feel?" Brielle asked.

" What?" Xavier asked, looking as confused as I was.

" How does it feel to be on the other end? This feels really familiar. Oh, I remember. Yes. That one moment, River begged you, on his fucking knees, for you and Julian to let us go!"

" That wa-"

" Shut the fuck up! You didn't listen to us back then. And look the fuck we are. Back in the same place. Things would have been different, and we would have to die!"

Brielle was raging. I've never seen her this angry. But I understood her pain. Her pain was my pain. Our pain.

" You don't know the pain we felt that day. You did not care. But here you are expecting us to care about what you want. Why should we care?"

" How convenient for you to blame it all on me."

Xavier began, looking angry as well.

I was just standing there watching and listening to them.

" Have you ever stopped to wonder what could have happened if you, Amaya, never decided to come between brothers. You were the cause of all the bad things that happened. You humiliated and disrespected me in front of my whole pack. I am an Alpha. It's in my genes to become possessive and obsessive about my mate, and you betrayed me not once but twice. You rejected me and, as if that was not enough, you seduced my little brother and turned him against me. What was I supposed to do?"

" You were supposed to behave like a fucking normal person who was rejected. Accept it and move on. Just because I was your mate, I wasn't obligated to be with you. I didn't want to be with you."

" Yeah, I got it. Loud and clear when you started screwing my brother. Every time you would kiss him and act all lovey-dovey, it was like a dagger to my heart. Even though you rejected me and cut off our bond, it still lingered. It didn't make things easier for me. Every moment of you with another man, my brother, was torture. Everyone knew what was going on and mocked me for it. No one could say it to my face but the whispers and torments, they drove me crazy. I couldn't take them. At that moment, I felt that the only way for me to get my dignity and respect back was to punish you. I-It's your fault."

"I can't stand the sight of you. You are just a coward. To hide your mistakes, you resort to such cheap tactics and, and use others for your own sick, twisted cause. Back then and now. All you can do is blame me for all the wrong doings you committed, but sure, if that makes you feel better, then go ahead. Make me the bad guy!"

" Just shut up. SHUT UP! Of course, everything was all your fault. You ruined everything. You did. Why the hell did you have to fall in love with him? Why him? You could have run off with anyone you wanted, but you had to choose my brother. You bewitched him and, for the first, my loving, sweet and innocent little brother fell head over hills for you, and he betrayed me for you! Everything that went wrong in our lives was centered around you. I hate you so much," he breathed heavily, venting out his anger, the veins on his neck so thick as if they would pop.

This was getting out of hand very quickly. I need to put a stop to it.

" That's enough! Stop it. Both of you!" I yelled, getting in between them.

All this distasteful rehash of the past was getting us nowhere. All it was doing was just bring back memories and make us fight. I was sick and tired of it. I want the past to go back to the past, stay there and be buried. Is that too much to ask for?