Sacred Flame: His Enemy, His Mate (BL)-Chapter 105: Wanting you

Kael Dreaven

Of course I knew staying here wouldn’t exactly come with a warm welcome.

But who was I kidding, really? I already knew what I was walking into before I even got here. It’s not like I thought it would be easy... I just expected it. All of it. The cold shoulders, the unspoken resentment. I deserve every bit.

Still, the past five months changed something in me. I’ve had a lot of time to think. And somewhere along the way, I made up my mind, if there’s any chance to make this right, I’ll take it. Whatever he needs from me... whatever he wants me to be, I’ll do it. I’ll be it.

For him.

Even though I’d told myself a long time ago that I’d stop doing things just to please people. But Kainl... he’s not just anyone. He’s the one I care about, no, he’s the one I love with every part of me, every damn fiber in my body.

So if sleeping on the floor on a thin blanket is the starting point, the first tiny step toward earning his forgiveness, then so be it. I’ll take it without any complaints.

I closed my eyes, trying hard to fall asleep. But damn, this was really uncomfortable. The floor was stiff, the blanket barely helped, and I couldn’t stop shifting around. He definitely knew what he was doing when he pointed here.

After a while, I gave up and sat up with a quiet sigh. I looked toward the bed, and there he was, already fast asleep. Brian was curled into him, tiny arms hugging his chest. And Kain... held him like he was the most precious thing in the world. He is really protective of him.

That sight did something to my chest. It squeezed.

He looked like a real father. Like a man who never let go.

And I realized then... I’d give anything to be a part of that. Not just as an outsider sleeping on the floor. 𝒻𝘳𝘦𝘦𝘸ℯ𝒷𝘯𝘰𝑣ℯ𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝘮

But as someone who belonged right there, beside them.

If only it’s that simple.

I watched them long enough to be sure Kael was fast asleep, I quietly slipped out from the room afterwards, careful not to make a sound. Brian was still tucked close to him, breathing softly. I didn’t want to disturb either of them.

But just as I stepped into the living room, I noticed Beta sitting in the corner. He didn’t look up. His attention was fixed on the open journal in front of him, pen gliding smoothly as he scribbled something down with intense focus. Not even a flicker of acknowledgment.

Thus, I made my way to the front door, fingers wrapping around the handle. Just as I was about to pull it open, his voice broke the silence.

"Do you stay only to run away in the middle of the night?"

I paused at first, then slowly turned to face him. He’d already set the pen down and closed the book, his eyes finally meeting mine, calm, and unreadable.

"I never said I was leaving," I replied, keeping my voice even.

I turned the handle and walked out before he could say anything else. I didn’t owe him an explanation, and Kain was still sleeping peacefully, so I wasn’t about to wake him by exchanging words with this beta.

Once I’m outside, I pulled out my communicator. Flipped the back, rewired the tracking signal just like I’d have Jay redesigned it months ago, and shut off its location trace.

I scrolled through my encrypted contacts and tapped on Jay’s name, waiting for him to answer the phone.

He didn’t pick up on the first call.

The second call finally went through, and Jay’s groggy voice came on, low and thick with sleep. "Why are you calling this time of the night boss? Are you in trouble?"

I closed my eyes for a second. Of course he’d think that. I never called , not unless something was on fire, metaphorically or not.

"Nope," I said, steadying my voice. "I just want my things brought here tomorrow. I mean every single item to where I am. Where kain lives now."

There was a pause. Then a rustling sound as he likely sat up,

"Got it," he said simply, then hung up without any other questions concerning why I’m moving my things. Jay always understood when not to push.

I exhaled into the quiet, then slipped the communicator back into my pocket and made my way inside. The living room was empty now, the Beta was likely to go inside to sleep.

I took that as my cue and tiptoed back toward the bedroom.

The door creaked slightly as I eased it open and slipped in. I moved quickly, quietly, almost like a thief and lowered myself to the floor again, curling back up on the thin blanket.

Goodness, it was even colder now after being out for a while.

However, I was still settling in when I heard rustling.

Shit.

I quickly shut my eyes. I didn’t know why I was pretending to be asleep, but maybe I just don’t want him to think it was inconvenient down here.

I wasn’t looking in his direction, but I could hear him get out of the bed, which was soon followed by the sound of the wardrobe opening, then sounds of something being rummaged through before the wardrobe closed again.

He started coming closer afterwards.

Shouldn’t he be going back to bed?

But he didn’t go back to bed, instead he stopped right by my side.

I could feel his presence in the air, the soft sound of his breathing. While I held mine.

He sighed softly, a tired breath that felt like it brushed against the shell of my ear.

Then I felt a blanket. Being carefully draped over me as though he was afraid I would wake up. He took the time to adjust it, making sure it covered me properly. That kind of care shouldn’t have hit me like it did, but it felt like something I hadn’t earned, at least not yet, and he was giving it to me anyway.

I expected him to leave afterwards, he didn’t even after he was done adjusting the blanket.

Why wasn’t he leaving?

My body tensed, but not from fear. From... something else. Something warm and aching.. Maybe it was his warmth, but it was terrifyingly tender.

And then, his fingers slipped through my hair. Just briefly. As if he was trying to memorize the texture of it. Or maybe trying to say something he couldn’t out loud.

He sighed again, quieter this time. A sound full of exhaustion, and something deeper I couldn’t quite place.

"What should I do with you mhm?" he murmured under his breath.

My throat tightened.

I wanted to open my eyes. I wanted to reach up and catch his hand before it pulled away. I wanted to ask him to stay. Wanna ask him to not go back to bed. To just lie down next to me and breathe in sync until morning.

But I didn’t move.

I stayed still under his blanket, but my whole body froze when I heard him say.

"Nothing good has ever come from knowing you. But why is it so damn hard to hate you... and even harder to stop wanting you."