CHAPTER 650: 650-HAVING ISSUES WITH MY MATE

Helanie:

"You told me about a well that will help you heal," I said, slightly concerned by the way he was staring at me with a blank look on his face.

"I don’t understand," he shook his head. "I mentioned a well?" He then looked rather unsettled.

"You don’t remember?" I asked, and he kept looking down, as if he was genuinely trying hard to either remember or figure out why he had told me about the well.

"No," he replied, half absentmindedly.

"Do you know any well you could be talking about?" I asked, and noticed him taking a deep breath. He must have forgotten about the well. It’s not like he doesn’t forget, his memory was still a problem because the curse hadn’t been fully broken.

"Anyway, do you know Sage?" I asked, trying to act casual about his answer.

"Sage Milan? Is this a test? If I remember, are you going to get mad at me?" He sounded so cute, looking genuinely worried after remembering her.

"No, that’s not why I asked. I actually saw her with your mother the other day. I’m not saying your mother shouldn’t hang out with other people, that’s fine. But Sage, the one who has a crush on you—" I shut up when I saw him snap his head up and stare at my face.

"Who told you that?" he asked, and I started chopping the vegetables.

"I heard people talking about it," I said quietly.

"She’s told me how she feels a few times, and I’ve told her every time that I’m not into her. There’s nothing going on between us. And even if my mother is planning something with her, she’s going to be disappointed," he replied firmly, making me chop the vegetables more roughly.

"So she has told you how she feels," I didn’t say it out loud, just kept chopping the vegetables until I suddenly felt the urge to argue with him. "Does she not know that even when you forget everyone, you still only remember your lost love?" I instantly bit my tongue and froze, watching his face with wide eyes after realizing I had messed up.

"Right," he said, nodding slowly.

"I didn’t mean to," I felt so guilty for my outburst. Even though I didn’t raise my voice, my words were harsh.

"No, it’s okay. You have every right to be upset. I did mess up. As for Sage, she doesn’t need to know anything. She’s not important. The one who is important is giving me attitude," he mumbled. "Helanie, I want to know, when did you get so comfortable showing me that it bothers you when someone flirts with me or tries to get close to me? I remember before I was in the cage and the whole mate-eclipse thing, you didn’t want to be with me. Was it because you didn’t want to hurt my brother, or what?"

It was the way he talked and brought up every little conversation we’d had to ask me questions, it was so hard for me.

The problem with Emmet was, he did have memory issues, but he was also very sharp, and he always wanted answers.

"Emmet, if you have issues with me talking to you, I’ll ignore you for the rest of my life. You don’t need to make it seem like I’m suddenly desperate just because I now have the ability to be with multiple mates. Don’t make me feel dirty or gross," I finally snapped, but kept my voice respectful. He looked slightly taken aback, but the way he had been speaking to me honestly made me feel like he was questioning my feelings.

Back when I told him we could never be together, it was because I was hurt. The wounds were fresh, and after that, I fell for Norman. Then I couldn’t even show my feelings for Emmet or anyone. I wouldn’t have liked it if Norman had done it.

"I didn’t mean to sound like that," his tone softened even more this time.

"It’s okay. I don’t care what you meant. I’m just letting you know that even if I get to be with the rest, I’ll never be with you. So don’t worry, my feelings haven’t changed for you, and even if they did for a brief moment, you reminded me why I should stand my ground." I gave him a harsh smile before walking away to start cooking.

"That’s harsh," he whispered, but I had no strength to respond. I had given him chances, and he kept acting like I was suddenly showing feelings. Even a fool wouldn’t show concern for someone if they weren’t committed.

"You know you can’t stay mad at me for too long—why try?" Suddenly, his voice sounded much raspier.

"Oh really? Maybe it’s because I got permission and I’m suddenly thirsty, right?" I smirked, taunting him back.

"Okay, I was wrong for that. I’ll think before I speak next time," I heard his footsteps coming toward me from behind while I was washing dishes, and my heart skipped a beat.

"I’m sorry," he whispered, his hands on either side of the sink, his body leaning over me.

"Okay," I replied sternly.

"You trying to hold power over me will end badly for both of us, Helanie," he whispered, suddenly turning off the tap.

"I have to cook," I said quickly, ducking under his arms to get out of the little cage he had built around me.

I went back to the stove, hearing him follow me again.

"I’m really sorry. I wasn’t trying to accuse you of anything. I was just wondering if it was Norman who didn’t like you showing feelings because if that’s the case, I’m worried he might not be okay with it," he explained honestly, and I turned to face him.

However, what I said next came out too fast, and I regretted it the second I saw his eyes light up.

"He’s fine with it. He was there that night, guiding Kaye and Maximus when we were in bed—" I shut my mouth and gulped, watching Emmet smirk just a little.