Amelia POV The trip to see my father did not go exactly as planned. I felt as if everybody could see through me, as if everyone knew of my betrayal. After my recovery with much help from my sister-in-law, Lady Nasrin, I did manage to have a much-needed discussion with him – the main reason I wanted to see him. I recalled the prophecy – the prophecy of born dragons, born of human – twins. The prophecy also spoke of the great danger. The twins had ability to destroy our world, and everything in the process, and based on the earlier vision, I was afraid that this is exactly what was going to happen. In addition, prophecy spoke of love and the three-fold energy that would usher the time of peace, stability and finally bring balance to the species, and happiness to the realm. I did not know why but I felt that had something to do with First Dragon and his interest in two humans. Father did not seem phased or really surprised. He listened to me carefully, but somehow, I felt his eyes were
Lord Alwyin POV Watching my precious daughter leave on Ying hurt my heart, yet again. Knowing that she betrayed us was painful. It was almost unbearable, and I was, in a way, grateful she did not stay long, as I was not sure how much longer I would be able to continue this charade, how much longer I could keep up the pretense. “My Queen???”, I mind linked my mate and wife, Lady Sahar – Amelia’s mother. “I am in the drawing room”, she said, expectantly. After all this time, this woman knew me, loved me, and was excited to see me as I was her. She was my one true love. One of my powers was teleportation – I could move through space and at that moment, I did not feel like seeing anyone but my wife, so I decided to shimmer to the drawing room. I needed her scent, her soft embrace, her eyes, her smile. And I needed to talk to her.. I needed to break her heart and confirm what her prophecies had foretold – that our own child would betray us – that she would be the downfall of the supernatu
Emma POV The voice in my head and conversations with her have started becoming more frequent, almost like a regular thing – a few times a day at least. While I was initially apprehensive, I grew fond of this voice, of her advice and friendship. In all fairness, somehow through it all, she became my sounding board in the way. However, I was worried. The voice appeared after the explosion, and I did not know if I was suffering some serious medical issue – hallucinations perhaps, or was it because of the medication I was on. I was simply concerned, even though I appreciated her, I was still struggling to understand if she was real or not. Her advice was yet to be wrong. . She was encouraging, as a mother or friend, and I was starting to get very attached to her. Was I bipolar??? Did I have a split personality disorder??? And if so, how come these things did not happen until now??? I was confused, fearful and very scared. Leo was sitting across from me, reading a magazine. I decided to t
Leo’s POV I never thought much about the voice in my head. I always looked at it as some type of support system, maybe some type of divine intervention or something akin to the voice sages in history heard thought the centuries. For a while, after I figured out, I was gay, I thought that even perhaps the voice was my real, gay identity – I thought it may disappear once I come out and come clean to the world – but it did not. I did not hear it always – in fact, it was not a constant presence, but it was there, and I knew I could rely on it, on its advice. At times, it was dormant. At times of struggle and distress, like during the time of explosion, it was very strong, empowering and encouraging. I recalled early days of hearing it - it started when I was very young, maybe when I was 3 if memory served me correctly. As Emma was saying, it was there – but unlike her situation, mine did not appear out of nowhere and did not change after the explosion. I heard the voice twice or thrice si
Emma POV “Different HOW?”, Leo and I asked him almost in unison. Dr. Sina was looking at us as if he said the most natural thing in the world. Firming up his glasses on the bridge of his nose and putting his pen down, he said gently “Different, my child, is not necessarily something bad. In fact, different is often a very good thing – it takes different people, different species, different things to make the world go round!!!”, he exclaimed, beaming at us again. “I understand that”, I said, my voice shaking slightly, “however, I am curious as to what do you mean WE are different??? Do you have many patients like us?” I asked, worried now somehow. “Young lady, you know that I cannot divulge patient/doctor privilege and confidentiality!”, he said, reassuring me, albeit a little sternly. “But, let me put it to you this way – you two are most definitely not my first or only cases with other self-awareness”, Dr. Sina retorted. I was looking at him like he had three heads. “Other self??? Ot
Emma POV I was dreaming again. The sound of two children, a boy and a girl playing was music to my ears, echoing through the halls. They were clearly happy, giggling together. I found myself in the same dream/vision where I saw them before, that much was obvious. However, this seemed like a continuation of the previous vision. I was walking through a hallway – with a huge beautiful garden to my right, arched columns creating a beautiful, flower-ordained space. Children's voices were happy, they were playing some game and I heard water splashing .. There was a general feeling of happiness all around – the sun was shining, flowers were in bloom. It all seemed peaceful. All of a sudden, I felt two strong hands pull me towards them, and the next thing I knew, I had a warm, passionate kiss cover the space between my neck and collar bone sending shivers down my spine, electricity buzzing through all my body, my stomach clenching. I knew those hands around my waist, I knew his scent. “Litt
Kal’s POV The beauty of the ocean never surprised me. The pink corals, random rocks full of algae and other life, sea flowers, colorful fish, the way that turquoise waters turned into green, blue and deeper dark shades of color was mesmerizing to me. My sister had indeed made the kingdom everyone can envy, but few can understand. Hers was the world of differences, a world of possibilities, a world of paradoxes and constant change. She thrived on things which made little to no sense – women and men who could live under water and walk on earth, like her mermaids, some of the best singers, yet also the most beautiful creatures, like her sirens, and yet some of the most ruthless monsters and killers in the whole existence lived under the water, in her home. Her children. She made a paradox world and enjoyed every minute of it! My sister sired numerous children – she enjoyed creating them and enjoyed the creativity aspect of it, enjoyed being a mother and loved each of them fiercely and de
Lord Asher POVIt has been days since I started my trek to the Sacred Mountains. The Mountains were the resting place of Oracle – she woke every hundred years. Magic was not allowed on the mountain, so I could not teleport. I could not fly on the dragon either, or really use anything of any magical advantage. Usually, the trip is 7 days long, but that was in spring time. Oracle was woken in spring every 100 years to advise our realm about the dreams and visions she has had while she slumbered, to answer any questions about previous visions or clarify anything the realm needed help with. The bane of her existence were people who did not understand her visions, but I could not blame them, she often spoke in riddles and parables, which left a LOT to the imagination or manipulation. Father tasked me with the impossible – waking the Oracle.It had not been 100 years yet, and the price we would have to pay for disturbing her would likely be steep. However, he did not care. She was needed an
Leo POVThe night with Cassius was beyond words.. Beyond comprehension. I had never known love like this was possible, never knew that I could open up my heart to that extent. I did not even know that I had room for such love, that I was capable of such love. The only love up to this point in my life, the only belonging I felt was to my only family – my sister Emma. However, now, I understood that there are different kinds of love, that different possibilities existed within me, that I was capable of more, worthy of more, able to do everything, powerful enough to balance my life, and finally, my whole self. For the first time in my life, I felt complete. I did not know how to explain it. Being orphaned, Emma and I always missed that familial connection, that Sunday lunch with family, those kisses and hugs from your mom or dad, the way your parents smell, the way they smile at you.. The ways you will mess up and they will pretend to scold you, only to teach you about life, yet love you
Emma POVThese people were crazy! Totally and absolutely bat-shit crazy!!! There was no other explanation – no other possibility. Somehow, when I accepted the job opportunity with Mr. Locke, I somehow walked into a world of crazy people, a world of strange events and strange individuals, a world which almost seemed like an alternate reality. I should have known that all of this would have been too good to be true - regardless of their obvious support and well-wishes. It has become clear that whomever mysterious Ro is or was, that she was likely onto something, and her warnings obviously warranted. I should have listened when I had a chance, I really should not have been swayed. If only I had trusted Ro and Myra, I would have already been gone, safely somewhere with Leo, away from these crazy, cult-like people. Dear God, what did I get myself into???I felt a great sense of frustration, unease and felt completely stupid for trusting them, trusting them with my brother, trusting them wi
Angela’s POV “Was she going into heat??? Or shifting???” Celia asked the same questions that were stuck in my mind as well. The three of us were sitting in a lounge sipping tea after Emma’s episode. She was strong, much stronger than we anticipated and in a state that we did not understand fully. Dr Sina was thinking. He had this habit of rubbing his chin whenever he was in deep thought, and by the looks of his behavior, he was definitely going to rub some skin off his face. Looking at us both with his soulful, wise eyes, he nodded at first, getting up and starting to pace around, obviously stressed out. “It is possible. It certainly felt as if she was about to do both, and had we not injected her, chances are she would have become a full-blown dragon, likely leveling the hospital down, killing everyone in it”, he replied gravely. The confirmation did not surprise me. However, things were not adding up. Usually, she-dragons would go into heat once she found her mate. Dragons went int
Emma POVThe anxiety and heat within me subsided gradually, but the sense that I felt complete, where I was discovering something new stayed with me – even in the darkness of my dream. However, I was not sure if I could call this a dream. Once Dr. Sina injected something into me, the darkness claimed me. However, I did not sleep. Fully alert as if I was awake, I started moving toward a sensual scent, a scent of pinecone and berries, a scent that was pulling me in a very specific direction. All my senses were enhanced, and I could feel everything around me.“There you are!!”, I heard the now familiar voice of the mystery man in my dreams. His strong arms were wrapped around my waist tightly, while he pulled me to him from behind. I still could not see his face, but his scent, and the sense of familiarity, sense of knowing this person, and sense of belonging were overpowering me. It felt right to be in his arms. I felt happy.His warm breath was on my neck, his soft, warm lips gently ki
Emma POVMy heart was full for Leo. He had found him a man, a person to love him the way he deserved, the person to hold him, wipe his tears away when the skies go dark and cold, the person to make him laugh. He found his true love, or as the voice of my other-self within me said – his mate. Somehow, in my heart I knew this from the first time I ever saw Cassius. Everything within me screamed family, screamed recognition, screamed belonging, and the clarity hit me - as if I could see their life before them, their love and their day unfold. When Cassius called me to get advice as to how to set up a romantic date and dinner for Leo, I was only too happy to oblige. Plus, planning a romance took me away from dark thoughts about Mr. Locke, dark doubts and fears that were currently plaguing my mind. I was trying to give him the benefit of the doubt, as Leo suggested. I knew that life sometimes turns good people into bad ones. However, all that I have seen in the files could not be justifie
Lord Alwyin POVSo.. It was true. The prophecy of Amelia’s betrayal had come to pass. My wife and I had held on all this time, and tried our very best, including extreme measures to somehow offset and change her fate. Alas, what Lord Krimus had reported was dire. Aramah was back. And not just Aramah, its Queen Witch, Verena. I felt like I was in hell, betrayed by those closest to me, namely my child. I knew that in her own mind she held justification of what had happened, justification I could not negate, given that she thought her mate Darius was dead at my hands. When I saw her last, I could sense her anger and hatred towards me. At this point, she had hated me so long, that it was likely hard to pinpoint the origin of when that had begun.Xidna was a whole other story, her demands and her threats something completely else. I knew that I failed her, and whatever she had planned for us, was entirely my own fault. In truth, I should have known better. I should have known that she wou
Leo POVI had no words for what just happened. I had no explanations, no prior understanding, just the raw unbridled emotion cursing through my body, pure pleasure and euphoria. And another feeling which dominated every ounce of my being. Cassius was MINE!!! MINE ALONE!! I heard the grumble in my chest, the determination of those words. I had not spoken them as of yet, but my whole being was screaming that this was my guy, my person, and my love. MINE. And MINE ALONE! There was something that happened to me the moment he kissed me, the moment he fell on his knees. The moment of recognition of some kind, somehow, someway, I knew, without a shred of a doubt, that he was my soulmate, my everything, and the only person other than Emma that I would give my life for. The veracity of those feelings hit me unexpectedly, yet not irrationally. Right before he showed up in my life, things were different. And now, with him here, and what just happened, I found myself in a vortex of emotion, stood
Cassius POVI wanted tonight to be perfect. I called Emma in advance to learn more about Leo’s favorite foods, what he liked to drink, even what kind of flowers he liked. I realized that they came from humble backgrounds, and I desperately did not want to be a show-off, but at the same time I wanted to give him the world – everything I had, my heart included, already belonged to him anyway. I also had a surprise help from an unexpected source. His friend Theo, who worked at the garage with him, was there when I went to see Albert and asked discretely about him. Somehow, he overheard our conversation and decided to chime in and share that Leo’s dream car was a Mercedes G63, and I decided to buy him one as a present. The car I drove tonight was Leo’s and I hope he liked it. I was going to give it to him at the end of our date as a gift – I did not want to have him apprehensive during dinner. “We do not need to throw wealth in Leo’s face, Cassius. He is not like that”, Marcus advised. I
Leo POVCassius’ phone call was exciting. He said he had planned a special date for us, and I felt as if I was walking on clouds. My stomach tightened just at the sound of his voice, and I grew weak in my knees thinking of his plump, gentle lips, his chiseled jaw, and body the Gods themselves would be jealous of. My favorite thing about him was his smile. When he smiled at me, I felt like the only person in the world. That smile reached into the depths of my soul and touched my heart. Every time I heard his voice, my stomach and chest would both flutter as if dozens of butterflies danced around it. Timing worked out great - with Mr. Locke rescheduled the dinner. I had time to have my date with Cassius.Emma’s words and files I read weighed heavily on me. However, somehow, I was willing to give Mr. Locke the benefit of the doubt. Somehow, the timing of all this seemed too perfect, and too coincidental, and I was not a man that believed in coincidence. Moreover, the voice, my inner voic