Cold ✔

:::::Chapter 33:::::

"Charles, listen to me. You can do this," I tell him. He looks uncertain. I gently push him towards his mate's grave. "Go on," I tell him. He slowly walks towards Rebecca's grave. When he reaches her grave, he looks back at me. I give him a reassuring smile.

He looks back at his mate's grave. "Hello, baby," his voice quivers a little. I can tell that he's trying hard to not cry. He suddenly falls at his knees. "I miss you so much. Please come back to me, baby," Charles literally begs. Watching him in this state is heart-shattering. "I need you," he whispers and then he starts crying. I go to him as my eyes too brim with tears. I'm feeling so emotional and weak right now after witnessing Charles' love for his mate. I kneel beside him and start rubbing his back in a soothing manner.

"You are visiting Rebecca after a very long time. I don't think that she will be happy if she sees you crying," I softly say to him. After hearing my words, he stops crying. I get up on my feet. It's time to give Charles some privacy with his mate. "I'll be waiting for you by your car," I tell him and walk away.

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After leaning against Charles' car for a few minutes, I see him approaching me. When he reaches me, he hugs me. "Thank you so much," he says against my shoulder.

"You're welcome," I say as we pull away from the hug. "Are you feeling better?" I ask him.

"Yeah," he replies.

"Charles, you're brave," I tell him.

"Why do you think that? Is it because I just visited my mate's grave after a very long time?"

"No," I say. "It's because you cried. Not all men dare to cry. They think that crying would make them look weak. It was brave of you to cry, Charles. You weren't afraid of anyone seeing you crying. You were just expressing yourself. You know, crying once in a while is okay because it makes you feel good, it makes you feel better, it gives you time to think about things and helps you to cope with them." He nods his head. "I think we should head back to our respective packs," I say to him.

"Yeah."

I turn around and head towards my car. "Chriselda!" Charles calls from behind me. I turn around and see that he's walking towards me. "Can you do me a favor?" He asks.

"What favor?" I ask confusingly.

"I want you to help me make the cure for wolfsbane," he answers.

"Charles, there's no cure for wolfsbane."

"And that's the reason why I want to make the cure," he tells me.

"Do you want to make the cure because you couldn't save Rebecca?" I question him even though I already know the answer.

"Yes," he answers. "But I also don't want to feel helpless again when I see people die because of wolfsbane. It's the worst feeling when you see someone dying and you can't do anything about it."

"But how will we make the cure?" I ask.

"Books and research," he says.

"But Charles, as far as I know, there's no cure for wolfsbane written in any of the books."

"But there are books written on wolfsbane. We can use them to make a cure."

"I don't understand why do you need my help. I'm not a doctor or a scientist that can help you discover the cure. Why don't you get help from Alarick or Daniel?" I ask.

"After Rebecca's death, I was very depressed. When I came out of depression, I decided that I would make the cure. I told Alarick and Daniel about it and they were very supportive of me. With the help of some selected doctors and scientists, we started a research for making the cure but since we were not able to figure out the cure, we stopped the research. Now, after visiting Rebecca's grave after so many years, I want to resume the research and I need your help," he explains.