Chapter 24-The Awakening

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Chapter 24-The Awakening

Brendon Kingston's POV

"Undoubtedly a miracle for sure."

"... Wouldn't have survived if the Luna had not completed..."

"Mend on...back to..."

My head was pounding and my limbed seemed to ache. People were talking but I couldn't seem to grasp most of the words and they didn't seem to be making any sense.

I tried to move and open my mouth and eyes but found that I couldn't do anything. Panic rose and I forced my body to move but it seemed that nothing was working.

I could feel my heart rate quicken as panic filled every nerve in my body. The last time that I had been unable to move while my eyes were shut was the time that my uncle was my guardian.

"His heart rate is accelerating!" An unfamiliar voice shouted distantly and I tried to call to my wolf to shift or anything but no response came.

"Someone get the sedative!" Another voice called out and I could feel hands on my arms and that was when I had slight control of my body back and I thrashed around on the bed.

It wasn't until a soft and calming touch on my body made me stop. "Kingston calm down! It's okay, you're safe." The familiar voice called out and immediately I stopped. Sydney was here. The scent of lilacs surrounded me and I relaxed slightly.

Her soothing touch calmed me down and a prick on my arm immediately sent me back to the deep black abyss of unconsciousness.

***

"Daddy! Catch!" A girl no older than five years with dark hair and crystal blue eyes shouted and threw a doll at me.

I reached over and caught it and the girl launched herself at me and exploded into giggles. I frowned in slight confusion, not knowing what was going on.

The little girl in my arms wrapped her arms around my neck and sighed contentedly. Somehow, it felt as if I knew her. As if I was...connected to her. I couldn't explain all this tender emotions I'm feeling for her.

"Oh good. She's asleep." A familiar voice called out and I looked up to see Sydney with a broad smile on her face. I studied her a little confused. "What?" I asked and Sydney laughed before a wry smile on her face appeared.

"She's asleep haven't you noticed?" Sydney answered before reaching out to hold the girl in my arms. My eyes widened when I realised that Sydney looked a little older than I remembered and the girl in our arms looked quite like her.

"You know fatherhood suits you." She laughs and I frowned before echoing, "Fatherhood?"

Sydney gives me an amused grin. "Yeah. She's your daughter. You're acting strange today Brendon."

"Uh, yeah." I answered stupidly when my heart was racing with astonishment. I was a father? I had fathered children with Sydney? "Okay then. I'll put this little princess in bed and you can go check on our son who's probably making a mess in the kitchen."

"Son?" I echoed once again and this time Sydney shot me a concerned expression. "Are you alright?" She questioned, her eyes were full of confusion and worry.

"N-no, I'm fine." I answered as my gaze once flew to the little girl in Sydney's arms.

Sydney hesitated before sighing. "Alright. I'll come down after putting her to bed. Hurry, the little monster in the kitchen whom we call our son is probably creating havoc."

With that, Sydney turned around and started walking back into the house. My gaze however was fixated on the little girl with dark ringlets and chubby cheeks. My heart let out a little pang and I shook my head vigorously.

What the bloody hell was going on?

How could I not know I had children with Sydney? I would have definitely remembered them and how they were made. Fatherhood was a thought I've entertained before but never believed it would come true.

And seeing the little girl earlier and hearing that I had a son made my heart burst with so many emotions that I was overwhelmed.

The sound of metal crashing onto the ground broke into my confused thoughts and I sighed, deciding to ponder on the whole matter later.

Entering the kitchen cautiously, I looked around and noticed that the kitchen was the exact same one I've been in for the past few years of my life. However, new additions were made. Such as the high chair beside the island counters. Drawings made by children were stuck on the fridge with alphabet magnets.

Plastic plates adorned the dish rack, a doll or two littered the floor along with toy cars and animals. What caught my eye was the amount of pots and pans that were piled up in a corner with a little boy no older than three with his dark hair all mussed up.

Hearing my approaching footsteps, the toddler turned around and stared up at me with big grey eyes before turning back to the mountain of pots and continued banging on them.

A softhearted smile crossed my face as I watched the boy-my son playing with the pots and pans. He looked almost identical to me but he had the same facial structure as Sydney giving him a softer look than my harsh ones.

Suddenly, intense pain spread throughout my body and I looked down at myself to see blood pooling around a bullet hole in my chest.

I tried to hold on but I felt myself fading from reality and I opened my mouth to call out for help but no words nor sound were coming out of my throat. My hands reached out to steady myself but the sight of my son and my house disappeared.

Panic rose and I clawed and screamed for the unconsciousness and pain to fade so that I could be back to that life with Sydney and our son and daughter.

Everything stopped and my vision came back, this time, I looked as if I was standing in a clearing. A young girl was in front of me crying. Her blonde ringlets were tied into a braid that was now messy.

"Hello what's wrong?" I felt myself speaking but my voice had changed. Looking down at myself, I was in a younger form of myself.

"I'm Sydney. We have to move away to another pack." The girl sniffled and she rubbed her eyes and stood up. Looking down at her, she couldn't be older than four years. Had this moment actually happened?

"I'm Brendon." I offered and shoved my hands into my pockets.

The girl nodded and rubbed her nose."I know, you're the Alpha's son." Awkward silence reigned and I sat next to her. "Why are you moving away?"

"I don't know. Mama and Papa won't talk about it. But they said we have no choice. But I don't wanna go! All my friends are here!" The girl wailed and I patted her back awkwardly. If she was about four years old, I would be fourteen.

I shrugged and offered a weak smile, "I'm sure it wouldn't be that bad. Moving can be fun. I would like to move. Visit other countries and the culture." Sydney looked up at me, her big blue eyes deep in thought.

"Is it really that fun?" I nodded in response. "You may never know." At this Sydney nodded and threw her little arms around me, "Thank you!"

At this sudden display of affection, I froze a bit before patting her back awkwardly. "It's not a problem." I answered and Sydney gave me a broad grin before running off.

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My eyes snapped wide open and I blinked several times. My body felt as if it was thrumming with restlessness. Was that whole thing real? My heart pounded and I desperately wanted that heart stopping dream to be a reality but looking at my surroundings, it was clear nothing had changed.

I was still that alpha that nobody dared cross, that everybody feared and someone that no one could love. Not even my own mate. It was pathetic, being so powerful but yet still so weak because the woman I loved didn't feel the same way.

Then what about the other vision I had? About meeting Sydney when I was younger. Did that really happen? If so, that would explain a lot on why Sydney felt quite familiar to me. But what if it wasn't real? Something that my mind conjured up? But why did that vision felt so real? As if I had really lived through it? It had to be real!

But then, why didn't I remember that meeting with her so many years ago? Things weren't making sense and I clenched my jaw, I hated puzzles or mysteries. The only thing that I could think of that could make me forget something was the serum that the Royal werewolves had.

I sighed and forced my breathing to slow down before willing my body to relax but restless energy coursed through my body. I exhaled deeply and lifted my hand to rub my face when a black scrawl on my wrist caught my eye.

Sydney Kingston.

My eyes widened and I blinked, unable to believe what I was seeing. I lifted my hand and inspected it before using my fingers from my left hand to rub against the skin to see if the black letters would smear.

It didn't.

What the fuck happened? I tried sitting up but realised that my body was pinned onto the bed. Fortunately, my arms were free to move but it seemed as if I was bound to my bed. Looking down, I spotted a pink scar that was on my chest that looked like a bullet wound.

I gingerly touched the healed wound and winced slightly as soreness and aches were felt. My head felt disconnected and my actions seem to be a little slow. Also it didn't help that I was a little groggy as if my mind had just started functioning after years of rest.

Shaking my head, I tried to clear the thick fog in my head before giving up and remained lying flat on the bed. I was still mystified and stunned that Sydney had completed the exchange. I lifted my right wrist again and stared at the cursive black lettering with reverence.

I couldn't help but feel a sense of pride at the name change of Sydney's surname. Sydney Kingston. The reason why her name had changed was because of the fact that in werewolf terms, we were already one. After all, we shared pieces of a single soul.

However in legal terms, we were not technically married, her name would still be acknowledged as Carrington unless she changed it or when I asked her to marry me.

Gently, I traced the cursive lettering on my wrist with what was probably a lovesick smile on my face. God, I was turning into fucking sap.

A sudden thought occurred to me and the happiness in my body faded slightly. why would Sydney have done the exchange? Something must have caused that to happen. And I needed to know.

I turned my head to the right and saw that it was still dark. By my guess, it was probably very late or very early in the morning.

Whatever time it was, I needed answers. I hurriedly tried to rip the straps bounding me to the bed but they were tied too tightly. I growled in frustration and shut my eyes trying to reach for the wolf.

No response came and internally, I was panicking. What. The. Fuck. Happened. I was full on struggling with the thick ropes around my body when the door opened gently and Sydney came in.

Her eyes widened when she saw me before quickly running towards me. "Oh god! You're awake! You're fucking awake!"

"What?" I croaked out and Sydney quickly undid the ropes bounding me onto the bed. "You got shot. Don't you remember?"

I could only lie down as everything came back. The girl, Sydney was attacked again, gunshots and pain. That was all I could remember.

"How long was I unconscious?" I asked, my mind still processing everything. "About three days." Sydney answered as she gazed at me with relief and a little guilt in her eyes.

"I'm so sorry Brendon, it was my fault that you got shot, if I didn't get near the window so that the shooter could have a good aim on me, you wouldn't have gotten injured."

I froze, not sure, if I had heard her correctly. "What did you say?" I questioned a little hoarsely and awestruck as Sydney finished undoing the straps. "I said it was my fault-"

"No. The other thing. You called me by name." I finished and sat up slowly as I turned to her. Her blue eyes frowned in confusion before understanding replaced them. "Right. I did."

A blush formed on her cheeks as she tucked a stray curl of her hair behind her ear. "I'm sorry, if you would like, I could refer to you as Kingston again-"

"NO!" I almost shouted but caught myself before clearing my throat. "No, Brendon is fine. I prefer it actually." I finished and studied Sydney.

"Alright then." She answered and I could detect a hint of amusement in her voice and I almost wanted to hit myself. Was I that fucking obvious?

Clearing my throat once more, I questioned, "What happened after I was shot? Why was I tied up and why can't I sense the wolf?"

Sydney looked up at me and sighed, her eyes were fixed onto the floor. "You were thrashing around on the bed so much that we couldn't give you your injections so you had to be tied up, and the fact that you were incredibly strong didn't help either. You would able to sense the wolf once all the medication is out of your system."

Sydney continued, "The medics came and said that you weren't going to make it so I did the Blood Exchange. Thus my name on your wrist. Ever since, you were in a state of unconsciousness. The bullet was poisoned with silver and wolfsbane like the chocolates."

"Why did you save me? I'm sure you actually can't stand me, I wouldn't be surprised if you wanted me to die." I said emotionlessly, the hurt of her not reciprocating my feelings for her surfaced along with the dark whispers from my father and uncle.

I knew I was most probably feeling sorry for myself but I was still a man. I wasn't invincible like what people thought and I know it was very stupid of me to get emotional that the woman I loved did not feel the same way.

At my words, Sydney inhaled sharply before glaring at me. "If I wanted you dead, I would have done so already! How dare you! Ugh! If I could just slap you right now! If I really wanted you to die, I wouldn't have saved you! I couldn't let you die you stupid selfish bastard! I love you! Of course I would save you!"

By the end of her rant, she was already shouting but all I could hear was that three words I had been dying to hear ever since I met her.

"What did you say?" I murmured disbelievingly, wanting to hear her say that again.

But of course, Sydney wasn't listening to me and instead she was continuing her rant. "And since you obviously think I can't stand you! Here! Here's a fucking knife to stab yourself with since you want to die so much! Here! Go stab yourself! See if I want to save you this time!" She shouted and shoved the handle of a knife to me.

And of course, the only thing I could do for her to stop her rant was to kiss her. I pulled her into my arms and pressed my lips against hers. Immediately, Sydney melted into my touch and her lips pressed against mine.

At first the kiss was a little tentative before it turned hungry. It spoke of all the unsaid emotions and thoughts between us. Relief and joy that I was okay, uncertainty as if Sydney couldn't believe I was awake and alright, as if I was just a dream. And some anger that was from Sydney too. But the one thing that was fuelling the kiss was love.

Her lips moved against mine before her hands cupped my cheeks before pulling away. Her lips were swollen and she seemed dazed for a bit before glaring at me. "I wasn't finished!"

I sighed before studying her, "I know I just wanted to hear you say it again. Your feelings for me."

A knowing look entered her eyes and she gives me a gentle smile. "My feelings for you?" At my frown, Sydney laughs before caressing my cheek gently, "I love you Brendon. When I thought you were going to die, I-I just knew I couldn't let that happen, and I guessed that was when I realised I was in love with you."

A broad grin stretched onto my face before I answered, "Well fuck, I should have gotten shot a lot sooner."

Sydney narrowed her eyes at me before hitting me gently on the arm, "Don't say that! And I'm still mad at you! How dare you say I want you dead!"

I sighed deeply before replying, "Of course you are and I love you."

At my words, Sydney softened and a gorgeous smile graced her lips as she looked at me. "I love you too Brendon."

Hearing those words come from her made my heart ache. It wasn't the heart breaking ache that I usually felt in the past when I realised that I had hurt Sydney. It was the good sort. The kind that a smile would lift onto your face as complete elation would spread throughout your body.

"Say it again." I ordered and a smile tugged onto Sydney's lips.

"I love you Brendon." She says softly with a warm smile on her face and that feeling in my chest tightened with joy.

Without giving another response, my lips descended onto hers once again.

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A/N: Hey guys, here is another update! I hope you guys liked this chapter, it took me longer than I expected and well, I really hoped that you liked it! Also, please vote and comment for this baby please? And your thoughts on this chapter ahaha. And once again, thank you so much for reading this! <3 And I guessed you might have noticed the username change as well. Oh well. God bless! :)