It is already 5 in the afternoon and Phoebe comes rushing from school with Nanny Martha, "Mommy! Mommy!" She immediately drops her pink school bag on the floor and hugs Amelia's bottom from behind.
Amelia wipes her hand on the kitchen towel and with weary eyes, she bends forward touching Phoebe's cheeks, "Why sweetheart? Is there something wrong?" She carries Phoebe and places her on the couch.
Nanny Martha interrupts calmly while preparing the table for dinner, "She told me that a small old man approached her at the gate while waiting for me to fetch her."
"Mommy, the old man told me that my right time has come and a ritual is a must. What does he mean mom?" Phoebe asks while her hands are shaking nervously.
Amelia answers her daughter with comfort, "It's nothing honey, maybe just an old crazy beggar was out on the run, do not ever talk to strangers, you understand? Phoebe nods while embracing her mom and Amelia worriedly turns her head to Martha, "Nanny, I told you to fetch Phoebe before her dismissal time."
"Yes, I'm sorry but I had some important errands to do before I reach her school, and when I fetched her, no one ever talked to her like she was telling us."
"But Nanny, the old man already left before you came," Phoebe answers convincing her mother that what she's saying is true.
"Yes, but I asked everyone around you if somebody has approached and talked to you, they said none." Martha turns around and gets a bowl of rice and served it on the table.
"Mommy it's true, but Nanny just didn't see it. He was a short old man with a long beard and scary eyes and nails like a monster, I felt like he was going to eat me! Huhuhuhu....." Phoebe covers her face with a white throw pillow from their couch and cries endlessly.
She cries with fear, she has never encountered such a creepy creature before. Amelia and Martha are suspiciously puzzled about Phoebe's story and were surprised as Amelia's cellphone vibrated from the table.
"Bbbrrriiiinnggg Bbbbrriiiinnnggg..."
"Who's that calling Nanny?" Amelia asks while embracing and hushing Phoebe to calm down.
Martha glances at Amelia's phone, "It's Dave." She gives the phone to Amelia.
"Hello?" Amelia puts her phone between her right ear and shoulder.
"Hello, Amelia? Is that Phoebe crying?"
"Yeah, something happened at school but she's alright now."
"Wait, what happened?"
She turned her speakerphone on and puts it on the couch, "Well, some old man approached and talked to her and threatened her I think?"
"What?! How is she feeling right now?"
"She's fine, she just needs some rest, I'll make her sleep right after dinner, by the way, why did you call?" Amelia coldly asks Dave.
Dave hesitantly mumbled, "Can I come over to your place?"
Amelia was surprised, this is the first time that Dave will visit her place after Phoebe was born, "Why?! Don't you have any important things to do? Today is your rest day right?"
"Yes, and your rest day too, I just want to have time with Phoebe, and besides I'm curious as to why she's crying."
"Wow, is that you Dave? All of a sudden you get interested in our lives? Amelia rolls her eyes, she thought that Dave just wants to put up a show.
Martha widens her eyes and broadens her smile giving a signal to Amelia that perhaps he can give Dave a chance to prove his change and be a father to Phoebe.
Dave begs over the phone, "Please Amelia, I want to see Phoebe, and of course... you."
Amelia grasps some air and releases it quickly through her nose, "I don't know what's up with you Dave but, okay I'll give you this chance to see Phoebe, join us for dinner."
Dave spreads his lips from side to side and his heart flutters, "Thank you, Amelia, I'll drop by a Korean restaurant to buy some dishes, do not bother to cook, it's my treat."
"Okay." Amelia agrees but prefers to cut the line, she is not interested in Dave's presence anyway.
Martha barely heard their conversation but she assumes that all is well between the two, she sets the table with special plates. She started to wash the fine unbreakable white ceramic plates which she pulls out from its box with a set of glasses and a pitcher.
Amelia rises from the couch while carrying Phoebe in her arms and saw that Martha is excitingly setting the table differently, she asks while raising her right eyebrow, "Nanny, what's with the fuss? What is that smile on your face? And why did you set up the table differently?"
"I sensed that Dave will be joining us for dinner, and I can feel the butterflies in my stomach." Martha giggles with delight while wiping the utensils and covering them with table napkins.
Amelia shakes her head annoyingly and helps Phoebe change her clothes, "Yes, but I hate it. He's just putting up a show and he cannot deceive me."
Martha convinces Amelia and whispers, "Give her a chance darling, for Phoebe's sake."
Amelia displaying a fake grin on her face makes Martha laugh so hard.
While Dave is on his way to Amelia's place his phone lightened up, a message from King Angus makes his heart pound anxiously, "What does my uncle want from me?"
He parked the car on a vacant road and opened King Angus' message and it reads, "A few days from now and it will be the perfect time for your child's Immunity Ritual. Did you tell her about her real being? You must be responsible Dave, your child is the last descendant of our clan."
Dave ignores his uncle's message and heads to the nearest Korean Restaurant to buy dinner. He picks the Graded A steak with freshly made kimchi and a large plate of Gimbap with a whole fried chicken in honey butter sauce.
While he gets his change from the counter, a tall old man stands at his right side which gives him an eerie feeling, "King Angus is waiting for your reply."
Dave hurriedly drives to Amelia's place and waited for the elevator to open while he caries the two plastic bags with to-go food in his both hands.
"Ding!"
Dave collided with Victoria while he enters the elevator. He knows her face even when she is transformed into a mortal. Her annoyingly sharp eyes send a warning to Dave about ignoring King Angus' message.
He prefers not to stare closely at her as she exits but whispered, "Tell my uncle I'm not going to send Phoebe to any Immunity ritual. I already evicted myself from the clan. I'm living the life that I always wanted to." Victoria halted from walking but did not bother to look back.
"Ding!"
Amelia opened the door, looking down at Dave's treat, and smirked, "What have you got? I hope you still remember that I'm allergic to seafood."
Dave purposely enters her unit and places the plastic bags on the dining table greeting everybody in the house leaving Amelia irritated folding her arms in front of her chest, "Hi Nanny Martha I missed you!"
Martha smiles back and pulls out Dave's treat from plastic bags, he turns to Phoebe displaying a welcoming smile, "How are you munchkin?"
Phoebe reluctantly answered, "Uhm, I'm good."
Amelia secured a seat from Phoebe's left side and suddenly revealed in a cold voice, "Phoebe, this is Dave, he is your father."
Dave hugs Phoebe from her right side and faces Phoebe, "From now on, I will give you all you want and all you need. Do not hesitate to ask anything from me, okay?" Phoebe nods and smiles with warmth assuring Dave that she understands his offer.
Nanny Martha interrupted their conversation peeking at Amelia, discerning Dave's remarkable actions towards Phoebe, "Dinner is ready! Come on let's share these blessings before it gets cold." while she places a big white bowl of rice in the middle of the dining table.
Dave felt comfortable when Phoebe scoops a small piece of steak from her plate and puts it on Dave's round plate while Amelia feels awkward sharing the dining table with her ex-lover. He pays it by pinching a chicken wing from the platter and placing it on Phoebe's small round plate.
Amelia's mind mumbles while stuffing gimbap into her mouth loudly chewed the food and glanced at the ceiling, "I already cursed this person, no way that he can win Phoebe from me."
Dave unexpectedly asks Phoebe, "Munchkin, do you want to go to the park this weekend?"
Her eyes twinkled with excitement, "Yes! And buy ice cream?"
"Sure! Anything you want." His whole face lit up and lifts his shoulders with pride.
"I plan to leave this unit and relocate to a place far away from this city, this will be better for us. Phoebe will have to transfer to a new environment." Amelia surprisingly announced leaving Dave and Martha puzzled.
The corners of Dave's eyes crinkled, he might have heard it wrong. He leans to the chair and looks heavenward for a second. There is a moment of silence while Phoebe continues to munch the spoonful of rice and strips of beef steak in her mouth. Martha stares at Amelia without blinking. Her hands stopped slicing the steak on her plate, turned her head in Amelia's direction, and bravely whispered, "Since when Amelia?" "If you're are going to ask me Nanny if you are included in my plans, of course. How could I leave you when all my life you have been my second mother?" Amelia almost finishes her dinner and takes the last bite of her steak. "I plan to leave this unit and relocate to a more quiet and peaceful place away from the hustle and bustle of the city, a life away from this city will be better for my child." Amelia surprisingly announced leaving Dave and Martha puzzled. "Our child, you must say," Dave murmured with his left eyebrow raised intensely. "Mom, does that mean that we
With heavy breath and stiff arms, Amelia grabs Phoebe's arm, anxiously lifts and carries her into her arms, steps away from the window. She tensely shakes Phoebe's frozen shoulder, "Phoebe! Honey! Are you alright? Please speak!" Phoebe suddenly fainted, Martha grasps her emerald amulet, bowed her weary head, and closed her eyes before she grabs Phoebe's things and heads to the door, and opens it for Dave. Dave instantly lifts her daughter's body and rushed her outside the house. Amelia cries endlessly as she follows Dave making his way to exit from the building. They moved quickly and ride Dave's hunchback car going to the hospital. A traffic jam causing them to be stressed makes them lift their heads towards the sky as a murder of crows dominate the sky. This gives chills to people passing by, they know that this is a bad omen. The murder of crows symbolizes death.
"You heard me right Enya, I want you to be still. You are the half of my being, just like a sister, a sibling." Martin pokes the damp grass with his wooden stick and sniffs. "Yeah right, it's because I know how stinky your feet are hahaha!" "And you want me to bring back your most embarrassing moment when you blew your nose and expelled greenish sticky thing?" Martin teasingly smirked. "Eew! Stop it, Martin! No, but seriously, I'm being friend-zoned here by the most beautiful creature in this land, by my most trusted friend in this enchanted land (sarcastically looks at Martin), but I don't think my feelings will soon change or fade away just because of your stupid dream." "Are you bugging my conscience, Enya?" Martin squeezed his eyes. "Oooh... does your conscience even shake? Enya whispers and sighs in her mind, " Well... I hope so, only then you could see
After the ferocious parade of crows from the Kaplawa Beast Clan for Phoebe's planned ritual, the child had been unconscious and stayed in the hospital for days. She surprisingly woke up one late evening after a blaring trumpet disturbed her sleep.Phoebe pressed her hands into her ears as her eyes squeezed nervously, "Mom, my ears hurt. Who is blowing the trumpet hard?"Amelia rise from her chair and hugged her daughter, "There is no trumpet sweetie, no loud noise at all. Maybe you're just having a nightmare.As soon as Phoebe woke up, Martha noticed the physical changes from Phoebe. Her eyes turned blue when she chills and begins to turn gray when her temperature rises, her dark brown eyes are at their best color when the weather is as fine as the warmth of the spring season.The fine hair that turned to be bushy from Phoebe's arms and legs begin to reveal her beast features. Eve
Phoebe was discharged from the hospital and Dave decided to take them to their house. He stopped by a pharmacy to buy some take-home prescription medicines for her with some chocolates and snacks but a small old lady with a velvet black scarf on her neck keeps on staring at him.The old lady straightens her face to the counter while waiting for her change, "Is that for your child, son?""Uhm.. excuse me, are you talking to me?" Politely he answered."Who else? You are King Angus' only nephew, right?"His face twisted into a scowl, "How did you...?"The old lady turned her back and suddenly exits leaving Dave baffled and speechless."Here's your change, Sir... Sir...?"Stunned Dave grabbed the change and runs to
Amelia's arm was numb by the zero-degree temperature of the place. Intentionally, she ignored the cold veined hands that have been locked in her arm for a few minutes but with undoubtful steps, she continues to step forward for she feels that the house is calling her.Amelia's eyes squeezed involuntarily and clenched her fist in determination. Her mind and vision were stuck in the glaring lights around the mansion's golden gate. Her mind battles about the real character of the house. Her eyes tell her that it is just an ordinary and creepy abandoned den, but in a mysterious thought, it is an extraordinary mansion with an eye-catching golden gate and strong green hedge that guards the mansion."Where do you think you're going?" A seemingly underground croak voice disturbed the serenity of Amelia's vision and fearless desire to check the house.Amelia became conscious and slowly turned her head to the right to
Lost in their own world, they shared the same breath while their lips are deeply pressing into each other. Both of Martin's hands landed on the long silky neck of Amelia. Without hesitations, Amelia's tongue pressed between Martin's parted lips, and begin to lick every part of Martin's tongue, conquering and dominating the deepest of his whole mouth.Plunged into Amelia's slippery neck, his breath dispels a powerful scent inviting Amelia's tongue to crave more of his passionate kisses. His werewolf fangs slightly glide at every part of her mouth. He tries to peek a bit to see her expression but her hands pull his cardigan off and threw it on the floor. His hands begin to run through her hair, down to her neck, and down to her waist. His warm hands slide inside her shirt and felt the coldness of her skin. His nervous palm sensed her smooth skin and thin side curves.While their bodies obliged them to rise, Martin had the o
Amelia's POV Resting in the backseat, I let the beauty of nature pass by my eyes as I try to make sense of the strange pull that an old house had on me. It felt as if someone was calling out to me, and I couldn't resist the urge to listen. It wasn't just curiosity that drove me, but a deep longing, a feeling of emptiness that I often find myself grappling with when I'm alone and searching.Despite the hardships I've endured and the battles I've fought on my own, I still yearn for love to envelop me in any form, at any time, in any situation. Love has always been my driving force, even when Dave broke my heart and my mother left me. Initially, I believed that when my mother passed away, love became meaningless because she wouldn't be able to feel it.But when Dave chose to leave me while I was still carrying our child, it became evident that this kind of death is a choice. He had options, yet he chose to abandon me and our unborn child. I, too, had a choice - whether to hold onto him
“You have to come with me, I will show you my world, my life.” With pure excitement, Martin’s heart raced while she held Amelia’s hands. “What? When? Where? Anywhere Martin, I will come with you. Amelia recklessly gives in to this lord’s invitation, without any fear, without any hesitation, her eyes just agree. In less than a second, a red Porsche was already following them from behind and stopped by their post. “Beep.. Beep..” “Here it is my love.” They settled in the backseat and Martin pressed the button that closes the fiber glass window that divides the passenger and the driver. Amelia covered her face for a second and revealed her unexplainable happiness through her eyes, Martin gently unfolds her hands and with slow kisses his lips first land on her smooth forehead, down to her pointed nose and finally reach her red velvety lips. Slowly his tongue slides into her tongue, his hands never let go of Amelia’s face down to her silky neck which Martin chooses to place and gl
"And what are your plans, Victoria? Someone informed me that you intend to eliminate the leaders of the Tikaluna Tribe one by one. That is not the way to conquer the land, nor is it the path to victory. What is this poison you are currently working with? It not only poses a danger to their tribe, but also to our clan." King Angus swung and slammed Victoria's door in a fit of fury.Victoria sat at her dresser, slowly combing her red curly hair, unruffled by her father's raging argument. "Ah, you must mean Larry, your secret servant, who happens to be my servant as well. Father, please calm down. My servants are experts in chemistry when it comes to creating potions. This poison will swiftly eliminate the entire Tikaluna tribe, but we possess an antidote that ensures our kind remains unharmed. Rest assured, I would never put us in danger. Besides, I did not earn the title of the queen of household chemicals for nothing. My business has brought in millions of dollars."King Angus slowly
AmeliaAfter my wild encounter with Martin, I experienced sleepless nights and uncertainty. I constantly questioned whether it was all a dream or reality. The feeling of Martin's kisses consumed me, a sensation I had never felt before, even when I was deeply in love with Dave. The warmth and passion I experienced with Martin were different from Dave's caresses. It felt as though I had been hypnotized; it was magical.Perhaps it was the instant nature of our connection that made it seem like mere lust to some. Maybe I had been craving this for a long time, or maybe I was under some kind of spell. It was hard to believe that a brief encounter with a stranger could leave such a lasting impression in my mind.I have learned to let go of things I cannot control, like Dave's unexpected decision to finally accept us, my mother's death, and Phoebe's quick acceptance of Dave. But this situation hit me hard.I have become accustomed to living with pain, but the sudden separation from Martin, wi
After contemplating Enya's threat to take his position, Lord Martin realized that this alarming news would spread like wildfire and reach King Angus' kingdom. Despite the potential threats and consequences, Martin remained determined to find the human from his dreams. While he was anxious about marking her and becoming her Luna, he was also committed to fighting for this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity to pursue his feelings without jeopardizing the kingdom. Martin saw this as a sign to finally amend the law and must overcome any tragedies he might face with Amelia so that Enya would be powerless to seize control of the kingdom.However, Martin knew that he was facing two opponents and two battles, both of which put his kingdom and people at risk. Running a kingdom had been his life for over a century, and the loyalty of his people made him even more powerful. But Martin also understood that betraying them would result in punishment and death for the tribe. His ancestors would never f
Lord Martin swiftly retreated to his chamber, slamming the door with such force that it sent shivers down the spines of all who heard it. It was the midnight hour on a Saturday, yet sleep eluded him. Restlessly, he tossed and turned in his bed, unable to fathom the possibility of a profound connection with a mere mortal. Though he had ventured into the human world on numerous occasions, this encounter felt inexplicably different.Disguised as an ordinary man, Lord Martin had dedicated himself to aiding the impoverished and destitute, intervening in unexpected situations with various guises. But this encounter defied all expectations.The girl from his dreams had materialised before him, surpassing the boundaries of his magic, power, and even his tribe's laws. Initially, he believed it to be nothing more than a dream until he noticed Nano's furious gaze through the window. Martin and Amelia were entwined on the couch, visible to anyone peering through the glass panes.Nano burst into t
Amelia's POV Resting in the backseat, I let the beauty of nature pass by my eyes as I try to make sense of the strange pull that an old house had on me. It felt as if someone was calling out to me, and I couldn't resist the urge to listen. It wasn't just curiosity that drove me, but a deep longing, a feeling of emptiness that I often find myself grappling with when I'm alone and searching.Despite the hardships I've endured and the battles I've fought on my own, I still yearn for love to envelop me in any form, at any time, in any situation. Love has always been my driving force, even when Dave broke my heart and my mother left me. Initially, I believed that when my mother passed away, love became meaningless because she wouldn't be able to feel it.But when Dave chose to leave me while I was still carrying our child, it became evident that this kind of death is a choice. He had options, yet he chose to abandon me and our unborn child. I, too, had a choice - whether to hold onto him
Lost in their own world, they shared the same breath while their lips are deeply pressing into each other. Both of Martin's hands landed on the long silky neck of Amelia. Without hesitations, Amelia's tongue pressed between Martin's parted lips, and begin to lick every part of Martin's tongue, conquering and dominating the deepest of his whole mouth.Plunged into Amelia's slippery neck, his breath dispels a powerful scent inviting Amelia's tongue to crave more of his passionate kisses. His werewolf fangs slightly glide at every part of her mouth. He tries to peek a bit to see her expression but her hands pull his cardigan off and threw it on the floor. His hands begin to run through her hair, down to her neck, and down to her waist. His warm hands slide inside her shirt and felt the coldness of her skin. His nervous palm sensed her smooth skin and thin side curves.While their bodies obliged them to rise, Martin had the o
Amelia's arm was numb by the zero-degree temperature of the place. Intentionally, she ignored the cold veined hands that have been locked in her arm for a few minutes but with undoubtful steps, she continues to step forward for she feels that the house is calling her.Amelia's eyes squeezed involuntarily and clenched her fist in determination. Her mind and vision were stuck in the glaring lights around the mansion's golden gate. Her mind battles about the real character of the house. Her eyes tell her that it is just an ordinary and creepy abandoned den, but in a mysterious thought, it is an extraordinary mansion with an eye-catching golden gate and strong green hedge that guards the mansion."Where do you think you're going?" A seemingly underground croak voice disturbed the serenity of Amelia's vision and fearless desire to check the house.Amelia became conscious and slowly turned her head to the right to
Phoebe was discharged from the hospital and Dave decided to take them to their house. He stopped by a pharmacy to buy some take-home prescription medicines for her with some chocolates and snacks but a small old lady with a velvet black scarf on her neck keeps on staring at him.The old lady straightens her face to the counter while waiting for her change, "Is that for your child, son?""Uhm.. excuse me, are you talking to me?" Politely he answered."Who else? You are King Angus' only nephew, right?"His face twisted into a scowl, "How did you...?"The old lady turned her back and suddenly exits leaving Dave baffled and speechless."Here's your change, Sir... Sir...?"Stunned Dave grabbed the change and runs to