You Rejected Me. Remember?

Leo

It was frustrating that I couldn’t remember anything. My mind was completely blank. I wished I had something to remind me of my past, but there was nothing.

I had no choice except to believe what I was told. At least Jace and Jett seemed like genuinely decent people. They visited me every day in the hospital.

According to them, I possessed a lot of energy. Yet I didn’t know how to use it. If only I remembered what I could do using magic, perhaps I wouldn’t have to spend a week in the hospital. Maybe, I would have been able to heal my wounds sooner.

“Hey Jack,” Jace greeted me as he entered the hospital room followed by Jett.

“Who?” I smiled as I asked anyway.

“Jack. We have to call you something,” he shrugged.

Chuckling, “and Jack, it is?” I asked.

“Yeah. Jace, Jett, and Jack! The perfect trio,” he grinned. “You fit in perfectly.”

“Cool,” I shrugged my shoulders.

“Uh, so, Jack. The nurses just told us that you can go home now…” Jace trailed off when I winced.

“But … where do I go?”

“We have a spare room in our house. My parents have agreed to let you stay. You still need a lot of rest. Although you are allowed to go home, you aren’t fully healed,” Jace replied.

I sighed. I didn’t have much of a choice… did I?

Jace’s family was nice. They treated me like a member of their family. Jace and Jett were like brothers who had welcomed me into their joyous household.

Although I was discharged from the hospital, the doctors advised me to rest because I needed time to recover fully before trying to channel my powers. I was eager to re-learn what I could do, but of course, I had to wait.

The wounds healed and the pain in my body slowly disappeared. Within two weeks, I was able to do small tasks like making the bed on my own, which I thought was a great achievement.

During the entire time I lived in Jace’s house, either Jace, Jett, or his mother would help me clean my room and I was ashamed of that. I was grateful that they were letting me stay in their house, preventing me from going homeless and I wanted to be useful.

Jace’s home was cosy. It was a large townhouse where his entire family of four lived. His parents, sister, and him. Jett’s home was adjacent to his. His family was larger and livelier than Jace’s. He had two brothers and a sister.

Their presence made my stay brisk. Not once did I feel like an outsider. As days passed by, I found myself growing fond of them. They were cool and my life seemed to be perfect except for one thing – my past was a mysterious chasm.

“The wounds have healed nicely,” Jace mumbled as he inspected the bite marks on my right shoulder. He and Jett did that every day for the past two weeks. Ever since I was discharged, they made sure that my wounds were healing without getting infected. They were like my personal nurses.

“Yeah. Maybe now I can try to channel my powers and find out what I can do,” I mumbled.

Sighing heavily, “I just can’t think of a good explanation as to why you were attacked by an animal,” Jett commented as he stood up from the bed and walked over to me. Jace was still inspecting the skin on my right shoulder and neck. Perhaps, he was checking the scars on my body.

Shrugging my shoulders, “Same here,” I replied to Jett. “I wish I could remember.”

“Wait… is this a mark?” Jace sounded interested as he traced the crook of my neck.

Frowning, “mark?” I asked as Jett leaned forward to check it out.

Both Jett and Jace remained silent for a while before speaking.

“Yeah… I think… Who is Astrea?” Jett glanced at me, his lips curled in a little smile.

My lips parted as a jolt of excitement coursed throughout my body. The hair on the back of my neck rose. I shuddered.

Astrea? Who was that? Could that be someone important in my life? Why was my heart racing at the mention of that name?

“Astrea…”

I gulped. The name rolled off my tongue with ease. I liked that name.

“Yeah, you are marked by a werewolf. I can say that much. Which could mean that you are mated to one.”

What?

My forehead creased as I stared at Jett as though he had grown two heads. But seriously though… what in the world was he talking about?

“Whoa… wait… werewolf? Marked? Mated? You know that I don’t understand what you are talking about, right?”

I voiced my confusion.

“There are many species living in the mystical world. Among them werewolves, vampires, dragons, and us… Even fairies, elves… many more. Werewolves are blessed with soulmates. Sometimes they are mated to other species too,” Jace explained and all I could do was gape at him in shock.

“My girlfriend’s sister was mated to one. She also carries a mating mark on the crook of her neck,” Jett butted in. “I saw it when they visited during the last holidays.

Raising an eyebrow, “mating mark?” I asked.

Jett smirked.

“Yeah. Mating mark. Like in coupling… having s*x…”

I pulled my lips together and remained in silence, trying to digest what I was told. So all of that must have been a part of the life I had forgotten about. Astrea… soulmate… mark… my lips stretched in an involuntary smile. I liked the sound of that.

After spending a moment in silence, I walked towards the mirror to check the mark on my neck. The wolf tattoo I admired each time I caught a glimpse over the past weeks, was actually a mating mark. I traced at letters written in cursive underneath the wolf.

So it must be true. How could I deny something so clear? If Jett had seen a similar mark on someone who was mated to a wolf, then Astrea must be my mate. A lot must have happened in my life and a tragic accident must have landed me in the Wizarding Kingdom. One thing was certain about my past. I had found love and most probably was in a relationship.

I pursed my lips. Astrea… What a beautiful name. I wonder if she is as beautiful as she sounds…

I sighed and glanced at the two who were staring at my movements, from the reflection of the mirror.

“Damn. What’s good about having s*x if I can’t remember any of it?”

Jett and Jace burst out laughing. Smirking, I turned around to face them.

“What? It’s real,” grinning, I commented and went to sit beside them.

“True,” Jace agreed.

Sighing, I lay on the bed, staring off into open space. What if I had a beautiful family waiting for me at home? They must be concerned about me. More than two weeks had passed since I woke up with no recollection of my past. Perhaps, they would be lamenting for me for the whole time.

I had to focus on healing since according to the specialists, I was healing slowly. They said that I shouldn’t be involved in brisk activities to minimise the risk of complications but now I was cured. At least I think I had healed enough to try and find my family. I must find them… I need to find Astrea.

My mind wandered around. Jace has an awesome family, but not a partner. Maybe I also do. Perhaps my parents also were waiting for me to return. But… are my parents still alive? Do I have siblings? Or cousins?

My mouth watered with the desire to meet them all. How wonderful would it be to see them… I may not remember, but I surely would cherish them.

“I want to find my family,” I stated, still staring at the ceiling. “I want to look for them. Perhaps my mate is worried sick. Maybe my parents are also waiting for my return.”

“They must be. Werewolves are territorial creatures and when they love, they love fiercely. Your mate must be heartbroken,” Jett explained.

“But… don’t you think that he might have a family here too? I mean, he is a wizard. That’s for sure. So a part of his family might be here,” Jace pointed out.

“For us, that would be easier to find, because we don’t know which pack his mate belongs to and to enter a werewolf pack would be troublesome if you aren’t invited,” he added, making me frown.

“Why?” I asked.

“I told you, they are territorial. They might consider anyone trespassing their turf an intruder and lock you up if you’re lucky,” Jett explained.

My frown deepened.

“How is that lucky?”

“Well, they won’t hesitate to maul you to death. So yeah, getting locked up is being lucky,” he replied.

“Wow,” I whispered. “But… where do I start? I won’t be able to recognise any faces.”

“We will help, of course,” Jett assured me.

“Maybe your girl’s place is a good start?” Jace suggested, nudging Jett’s side with his elbow.

“Her sister’s mate might be able to help?”

“You’re right,” Jett looked at me, “so…”

“Yes! Let’s go!” I jumped to my feet and rushed to get dressed.

We whizzed through the busy network in Jett’s flying car. He parked in front of a cosy looking house. Jett let out a deep breath as he climbed out of his car.

Jace chuckled.

“His father-in-law to be is a funny guy,” he said winking.

“Funny for you,” Jett scoffed.

I snickered at their playful exchange despite not understanding the reason for their chatter.

“Be ready. This is going to be fun,” Jace chuckled.

Jett anxiously ran his fingers through his hair before ringing the doorbell and heaved a breath.

“I hope her dad isn’t at home,” he mumbled.

However, when a middle-aged man opened the door and glared at him, the colour on his face drained. So this must be the guy he doesn’t want to see.

“You’re back. I see I haven’t scared you away yet,” he grumbled.

“Uhh…” I could sense Jett’s anxiousness as he shifted on his feet.

“I would like to meet Alicia…”

“Why? Do you want to ruin her?” the man narrowed his eyes on Jett.

“N..no, sir….” he stammered.

“Well?” the man folded his arms across his chest and glared at Jett. “Why are you after her?” he demanded.

Jett inhaled a sharp breath and looked at the man in the eye.

“Because I love her,” he said firmly.

“Dad?”

A female called, interrupting the man’s interrogation. A dark haired young lady peeked at us. As soon as her eyes landed on Jett, her face beamed.

“Jett!” she exclaimed and then frowned at her father.

“Dad! Are you still trying to scare him?” she asked her father.

The middle aged man shrugged, but the stern look on his face was gone. It was replaced with a playful smile as he faced his daughter.

“I couldn’t be more careful about the boys who come at my door, right?”

Rolling her eyes, “dad!” the female g*****d and covered her face as she shook her head.

“You promised…” she sighed.

“Okay… fine. I won’t scare him,” he smirked as he stepped aside and allowed us to speak.

“Jett,” she whispered, smiling as she wrapped her arms around his neck, as soon as her father left us alone.

“Al,” Jett breathed out as their lips connected in a delicate k**s.

Jace cleared his throat. “We are right here,” he uttered.

Beaming, she glanced at us after breaking the k**s. “Hey, Jace. It’s good to see you. Who is this?” she asked, smiling at me.

“Uh, Jack… this is my girlfriend, Alicia, Al. And Al, this is our friend. We call him Jack… remember I told you about a guy we found in the river?”

“Oh… yes… earlier this month?” she asked Jett, raising her eyebrows.

“Yes. We are trying to help him locate his family. We have found a mating mark on his neck like the one on your sister’s. Maybe her mate could help?” Jett summarised our situation.

“Oh… sure… come inside. Let me call her…” Alicia picked up her mobile phone and started to dial her sister as we walked inside. She gestured for us to sit down on the couch.

I waited in anticipation, hoping to hear a positive answer.

“Amelia, hey…” she smiled as she spoke to her sister.

They spoke for a while and Alicia asked her if they could visit so that they could meet me. However, her sister seemed to be extremely busy. I felt my heart plummet as she offered an apologetic smile as she ended the call.

“She isn’t in the pack at the moment. It seems something big is happening in the lycan kingdom and she had to go there to help them. Some dark magicians are causing trouble so the lycans have asked them for help,” Alicia explained.

“Oh…” Jace mumbled. “They have asked for help from the wizard king too. They had specifically requested to send Miss Wilma to help them. She was more than prepared to leave. Part of her family is in the lycan kingdom. I think… her son and her family live there… I’m not sure…” he added.

“Really?” Jett raised his brow.

“Oh, bad timing, I guess,” I sighed, and forced a smile despite my sinking heart.

“But I think Miss Wilma will be back soon. She can’t stay away from the Magical Academy for long. She is the HoD, and she is very passionate about the studies of rising wizards,” Jace added.

“You… work with her?” I asked. He seemed to respect her a lot.

“Not really. She is my mentor. I graduated from the academy and joined the army. Jett, here, specialised in engineering,” he explained. Suddenly, his forehead wrinkled, as though a thought struck him.

“Actually… I think we should take you to meet her when she comes back. She is the best teacher. Maybe she would be able to teach you about your powers… what do you think?” he suggested.

I sighed. I was eager to learn what I could, but at the same time, I yearned to look for my family.

Nonetheless, I shrugged my shoulders.

“I guess that’s a good idea… that’s something I can do until I find my family,” I agreed.

“Yeah. It is. Don’t worry. We will be with you and I promise to help you find your family,” Jace smiled. “I hope you will keep in touch afterwards,” he added.

Chuckling, “of course. How can I forget what you have done for me,” I replied.