Chapter 28 - He's Different?

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They headed to Irvin’s car parked right before the hospital’s door. Irvin headed straight to the driver seat, Zadkiel took the passenger while Abel sat in the back. Irvin’s expressions were still stoic. He was just minding his own business, roaring the engine to life. Zadkiel had a lot of questions in his mind and nothing could stop him from asking them.

“Who put a broomstick up your ass?” Zadkiel fired the question. Abel couldn’t hold his laugh and burst out but Irvin’s glare through the rear view mirror made him slap his lips together.

“What’s gotten into you? Don’t glare at my friend.” Zadkiel swatted his bicep. Irvin rolled his eyes.

“Is this because I fucking healed my best friend?” He asked, squinting his eyes at him. Irvin kept driving but didn’t answer.

“He was in pain. I just helped him and I’m not sorry about it.” Zadkiel scoffed, crossing his arms.

“Why didn’t you do it when you knew he could be out of pain in seconds?” Zadkiel raised his eyebrow at him.

They had reached home and Irvin still hadn’t replied to him. Irvin pulled over the car in the driveway of his mansion. He exited the car without answering Zadkiel, walking to the front door and it made Zadkiel angry. Really angry. So, he got off the car, shut the door with a kick and rushed to catch up to Irvin.

“What’s so wrong with me healing my friend? Why didn’t you do it when you knew you could heal him?!” Zadkiel asked aggressively turning around Irvin.

“Because I can’t do it!” Irvin answered with the same aggressiveness but then calmed himself. “None of us can. Okay?”

“What do you mean you can’t? Aren’t you a… a werewolf?” He stuttered pronouncing that word. It felt weird saying it.

“I am. But werewolves can’t heal anyone. In your words, it’s not an approved science for werewolves to heal anyone.” He explained it to Zadkiel.

“I don’t want you to tell people about this yet because they may want to throw you out.” He further stated. Zadkiel was staring at him now, with knitted brows.

“Am I not a werewolf?” He didn’t know if hope rose in him or he felt bad for not being a werewolf.

“You’re a werewolf but there’s something different about you. Though I have no idea what and how.” Irvin said those words without looking at Zadkiel. This made Zadkiel insecure.

“Son! You’re home!” They heard the voice and turned around to see a bald man standing in the doorframe, ready to welcome them.

“Don’t tell him either,” Irvin whispered to Zadkiel before turning around to see where Abel was and he was standing there with his back leaning against the freaking car and was watching the stars.

“Abel! Let’s go.” He shouted. Abel snapped out of the trance of stars and looked at him.

“The sky here looks so amazing,” Abel commented, grinning at him before he joined both the boys and they headed to the front door.

“Is he your dad?” Zadkiel questioned, whispering.

“Unfortunately,” Irvin answered, making Zadkiel giggle.

“Hey, Mr Ford. I’m Zadkiel.” Zadkiel extended his hand for Edmond when they approached him. Edmond stared at the hand for few seconds and then at Zadkiel before giving him a smile and shook his hand.

“Zadkiel? Zadkiel what?” Edmond asked, looking at him sharply. Zadkiel’s gaze turned to the floor. He could somehow read Edmond’s mind that he was trying to humiliate Zadkiel.

“I don’t kn-” He was mumbling but Irvin didn’t let him answer that.

“Zadkiel. Just Zadkiel dad. He doesn’t need a surname for his introduction.” Irvin spoke sternly. After seeing this, Abel felt so angry that he didn’t even think of introducing himself to Irvin’s dad.

They all headed inside and Edmond went back to his room. Abel looked around the white walls of the well-lit mansion and the classy furniture that made it more attractive to an eye while Zadkiel’s eyes landed on the lady who was watching them from afar. She waved at Zadkiel and it brought warmth to him. He waved back.

“Who is she?” Zadkiel pointed to her, asking Irvin. Irvin matched his eye line and smiled.

“That’s my beautiful mother. Nora Ford.” He answered as the lady approached Zadkiel.

“My son’s got one hell of a mate. You are very hot, Mr Zadkiel.” She complimented Zadkiel which flushed his cheeks.

“Thank you, Mrs Ford. You’re beautiful yourself.” He complimented back with red cheeks as he tried to keep his eyes focused on everywhere but her.

“He’s adorable.” She mouthed to her son. Irvin nodded, pulling Zadkiel closer and smiling at his mother.

“Is that one human?” The lady pointed at Abel.

“Yeah. Sean’s mate.” Irvin whispered so Abel wouldn’t hear. He didn’t want to be the one to tell him about it.

“Where is Sean though?” Zadkiel questioned Irvin.

“He is really injured. Let’s just hope he makes it.” Irvin answered honestly.

“Is it that serious?” He asked. Irvin nodded. Zadkiel had a lot of things to say but he kept it in his mind but Irvin could tell by his expression that Zadkiel wanted to say something.

“Mum, I think I should show them their rooms now,” Irvin told his mother who gave a smile before leaving them.

Irvin called Abel who was now staring at the painting in the room which made perfectly no sense and he was concentrating hard enough so at least he could tell where the head of the lady is but he gave up when he heard Irvin’s voice.

Irvin led Abel to his room which made Abel frown because he thought he was going to share with Zadkiel and he wanted to raise an objection but then shut his mouth when Zadkiel shook his head, secretly to make him understand that of course Irvin and Zadkiel were mates and Irvin would want Zadkiel to be alone so that he could always be with him without disturbing anyone.

“This is your room. Mine is right next to you.” Irvin informed Zadkiel as they entered the room. Zadkiel without taking a glance at the room turned around and locked the room behind them.

“I can heal him.” He spoke, leaning his back against the locked door.

“What are we going to tell the others? How he healed so fast?” Irvin arched his eyebrows. Zadkiel deflated.

“I can’t let him die like this. I can’t just sit back here and do nothing when I know I can do something.” He murmured sadly, lowering his head. A warm smile appeared on Irvin’s face as he took measured steps towards Zadkiel and stood before him, towering him with his height.

“The world isn’t your responsibility.” He spoke, lifting Zadkiel’s chin and meeting his gaze filled with tears.

“But how am I supposed to have peace when I know I can save a person but I’m not doing it just so I won’t be kicked out of the society?” He whispered the question to Irvin.

“Okay, you can heal him enough to get him out of the critical condition but not all the way through,” Irvin answered, catching the tears falling from his mate’s eyes before they could roll down. Seeing him so sad was hard for him.

“How about I heal him all the way and tell him to act like he isn’t healed for few days?” Zadkiel innocently asked. Irvin had to control himself physically to not kiss him right there.

“Anything you want.” He couldn’t control his mouth though and his eyes made it their job to stare at Zadkiel’s pink lips.

Zadkiel’s lips curved into a shy smile before he pushed from the door to straighten up. He placed his hand on the left side of Irvin’s chest and gently pushed him back.

“I need to rest.” He spoke before walking past Irvin and sat on the bed. Irvin chuckled before turning around to face Zadkiel who was already sitting on the bed.

“You need food in your stomach first,” Irvin argued.

“Don’t tell me what I need. I’m very much aware of what I need or want.” Zadkiel smirked at Irvin who couldn’t help the smile on his face.

“So, what do you need, my queen?” Irvin cocked his brows. Zadkiel’s cheeks turned pink and he tried to hide them by changing his position on the bed. He sat against the headboard.

“I need you to leave.” He said with a smirk. Irvin didn’t expect this reply but still, he didn’t mind it. He knew Zadkiel must be tired so he turned around to leave.

“And thank you!” Zadkiel shouted before Irvin could leave.

“For?” Irvin inquired.

“For not thinking of me as a threat to your pack because I’m different,” Zadkiel murmured, eyes closed. Irvin didn’t answer that question and left. As soon as Irvin left, Zadkiel opened his eyes and stared at the wall before him, thinking about werewolves.

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Waking up in the bed that was as soft as the clouds and the sheets of silk, making him feel like he was floating, was not something Zadkiel expected ever in his life. He was born an orphan because as soon as he was born, his parents left him which meant they never wanted him. So, in his life, he never dreamt bigger than he could achieve. Getting out of that orphanage was one of them.

He headed for the bathroom before returning halfway through because he forgot his toiletries. He was about to go and ask Irvin about his bag when his eyes landed on it, sitting at the corner of the room that must have left there by someone.

When he was grabbing the stuff that he needed, his gaze fell on the bottles of aconite and the syringes. He thought about injecting it but then he thought what he had to fear in a place full of werewolves. So, he just left it there and continued with his morning routine.

When done, he exited his room. First, he thought to knock on Irvin’s door to inform him that he was awake but then he decided against it and ran down to Abel’s room and barged in without even knocking. Abel was sitting on the bed, going through the TV channels.

“Are you still a virgin?” That was the first question Abel had to ask his best friend after a night at a stranger place.

“Did you think I’d whore around on the first day?” Zadkiel chuckled, sitting on the bed beside Abel who turned off the TV.

“You are you, and you can do anything.” Abel shrugged.

“Bro, it all seems surreal. I still feel like I’m in a dream. Like 5 years old me dreaming about having supernatural powers and a perfect partner for life… like it’s all rainbows and sunshine.” Zadkiel spoke, sighing in content.

“Perfect life partner, huh?” Abel smirked at him, nudging him in the stomach.

“Shut up,” Zadkiel murmured, blushing.

The knock on the door interrupted them and then a voice followed before they could even ask who it was.

“Abel, is Zadkiel in there with you?” Irvin’s voice boomed through the other side of the door.

“Yes,” Abel answered but a playfully teasing smile was on his face.

“Tell him that it's breakfast time and you also come,” Irvin spoke. Abel yelled an “okay” before turning to Zadkiel.

“He didn’t come here to say that. He must have gone to your room. Like first thing, after he woke up but the poor soul couldn’t find you there.” Abel said in a playful tone.

“Okay, so what?” Zadkiel deadpanned at him.

“I’m pretty sure that Alpha of the pack doesn’t invite the whole house to the breakfast.” Abel shrugged, getting off the bed. Zadkiel rolled his eyes but he was flushed with emotions.

He chose to ignore Abel before getting up to leave for breakfast.

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