3 surrounded by the lustful eyes...

Myra was dressed up completely and was ready to get down, but those noises coming from outside make her panic. She heard a knock at the door and strolled to open it,

"Hi gorgeous, you look amazing",

Mrs. Gudino greeted her with a peck and praise and was here to take her down, holding a black cloak in her hand. Myra's attention solely focused on the weird cloaks.

"What is this...? Do I have to wear this?" Myra exclaimed infuriatingly.

That was an old black cloak, just by looking at it, one can get a mysterious feeling, Mrs Gudino curled her lips and shook her head saying yes.

"Uhh...! What the heck, Am I a vampire? Awe... why the hell is that?" Myra was not at all convinced about wearing that and expressed her declined reaction to being asked to wear that cloak.

After getting ready like a princess, any girl would refuse to wear an ancient black cloak that covers her beautiful dress and destroys her elegant look.

Why would she?

"Sorry but you have to wear it, darling, I am here to take you down to the ceremony" Mrs. Gudino insisted " We are getting late, do just hurry up".

Myra was annoyed but she couldn't refuse further. Mrs. Gudino helped her with the cloak, and slowly as those weird traditions were unfolding, her curiosity peaked. Her mind lost ease as so many unusual thoughts were striking her.

"Do you know what ceremony is this? It doesn't look like an ordinary birthday party" Myra inquired as she couldn't hold it in anymore.

But Mrs. Gudino just shook her head again saying revealing that she doesn't know, or maybe she was not allowed to speak anything else.

Myra was preparing to ask another question but her grandma came looking for her. The moment Grandma saw her, a burdened smile tugged across her lips.

"Looking good, it suits you, my child," Grandma said patting Myra's arm. Myra glimpsed at her, unusually, her grandma's eyes were swollen as if she cried a lot, but Myra couldn't comprehend, Why would she?

Holding her grandma's hand she asked her concerned,

"Grandma, I feel weird, Is everything alright, what is this all about, this dress, this cloak, and all these things, I feel nervous"

Her grandma didn't say a word, but her eyes did pool up and she halted reluctantly, grabbing Myra's hand and walking towards the main hall they stood before the hall entrance, before stepping in.

The hall was filled with so many people, Myra could hear people muttering, and different kinds of noises were audible, shouting, giggling, and....!!

As Myra looked at the grand door in front of her, her grandma held her hand even tighter, Myra could feel her grief, her hands were cold as ice.

"Grandma are you alright?", Concerned Myra made herself ask it again, but her grandma wiped off her tears without answering her.

Myra was outraged, she knew that something was wrong as she never saw her grandma cry, and now that everything was huddling so unexpectedly, she started to worry as she couldn't figure it out.

Her grandma moved forward and opened the door, a scary silence filled the air, everyone was silent.

The chirping, giggling sounds were now curtailed.

Though Myra couldn't see clearly as her cloak hid her vision, she could feel that she was the point of attention and the hall was filled with so many people yet so silent.

Her grandma started talking in a bold voice,

"Listen, everyone," that grabbed the attention of the spectators present, she continued, "She is the goddess of the red stone, the owner of the endless power,"

Myra was stunned, her eyes wide open.

What the hell does that mean?

She gaped at her grandma, puzzled and perplexed. Several suspicions popped up out of the blue, a maze dazed by those doubts but reasons were nowhere to be found.

"What does that mean? Am I a goddess...! But how could it be?"

Her grandma turned around and removed the cloak, those horrible sounds were back again, howling, grunting, and many weird noises among those present downstairs. Extremely terrifying...!

One can hardly keep his calm.

Myra was scared to look around, she hardly lifted her gaze and only to see that hundreds of terrifying eyes glared at her, those gazes filled with an uncommon lust, longing for her.

A dreadful sensation curled her heart, startled her, her hands went numb, and her feet were frozen. Black eyes, Blue Eyes, red eyes, and brown eyes too.

Different types, but sparkling scarcely at her filled with fascinations.

Among all the other voices, a bold voice came piercing the other howls,

"Do you people think we are fools, if she is the red stone Goddess, then where is the red stone?" That young yet dominating voice echoed through the grand hall.

But before Myra could see for the owner of the voice, her grandma pulled her across and searched for something in her neck,

"Where....! Where is the necklace I gave you?" she asked, her tone fearful, her eyes filled with anger.

Myra recalled that she threw the necklace,

"That rusty one?" Myra hissed,

"Yes, where did you keep it?" her grandma asked her immediately in concern,

"I left it in the room" Myra replied casually,

her Grandma turned back and asked Mrs Gudino to fetch it.

She was worried, more than anything but Myra couldn't understand what was going on here.

After a while, Mrs. Gudino came running and whispered something in Grandma's ears, her gaze shifted at Myra with wrath,

"Where did you keep it Myra?" It was so scary, Grandma never talked to her like that.

Myra panicked as she saw her Grandma concerned,

"Let me fetch it" Her Grandma shook her head, and Myra went back to her room, Mrs. Gudino followed to help her.

Myra hurried and started searching for it but all she could find was an empty broken box lying in one of the corners of her room. She looked around at every corner to find it but she couldn't.

"I couldn't find it let's go back, and tell grandma that I lost it, it was just a rusted old chain" she reasoned but Mrs. Gudino was frightened,

"No, my dear, everything will be destroyed if the ceremony didn't go well, please search for it, let me help you"

They both crawled down to search every possible place that the chain could be, every inch of the room but still couldn't locate it.

Myra recalled that she was standing near the mirror when she opened the box at that time, so she crawled down and stretched her hands under the mirror stand, tracing it inside, she excitedly exclaimed.

"Yes, I got it"

The second her hand brushed it, a bright red light flashed out of the room, the whole mansion was shining with bright red light. Myra closed her eyes but tremendous groaning reverberated all around the hall.

Though scared a little, she opened her eyes gently the flash subsided. Taking it out, she kept the chain back in that box and hesitatingly retreated to the hall.

Why was that light flashed just now?

What was this all about?

As she reached there, her grandma took out the chain and Myra instantly closed her eyes, to avoid the glow, but it didn't.

Grandma put the chain on Myra's neck, and the moment that chain touched Myra's body, the red glow was back hurting everyone's eyes.

That was a magical moment, Myra finally forced herself to believe that she was special, she is a goddess as how her grandma announced earlier.

The glow lessened after a while, and howling sounds increased drastically disturbing her mind, and her peace, it was frightening.

"Why are these people shouting, I can't take it anymore," She turned to them and shouted,

"Shut up, please behave like humans",

The hall resonated with laughter, her grandma pulled her back,

"Shut up Myra, don't utter a single word"

Myra was disgusted, the howling sounds worsened and she closed her ears.

Many young men initiated their steps towards the stairs, approaching her, she panicked as she saw that, but two of them lunged before everyone, and with just a few kicks, the others were out of reach.

Myra stumbled back, both of them were so fast in their moves that before she could step out, they were here holding both of her hands.

She gaped at them scared, both were toxically handsome, with unique looks, and staring at her with seductive gazes.

She tried to free herself, but the grip tightened even more, both of them shared fierce glances at each other,

"She is mine," said the one with a black shirt on, sternly as if claiming her.

The other one pulled her to himself,

"Do I need to warn you," he sniffed, his eyes narrowed.

She adhered between them, trying to free herself from those grips, but of no use.

As she couldn't,

"leave... me..." she blurted at them furiously.

But that didn't make any difference to them, they just smirked at her crookedly before bluffing,

"You have no choice, Darling, let us settle it down first"

Myra's grandma and all the other family members stood behind her, helpless as no one dared to stir with those forceful beasts.

Soon an old man came to her rescue, with a dominating voice he grunted at them forcefully,

"You know the rules, don't you?" he said,

they both set aside.

Though he helped her just now, Myra was startled by seeing the old man. He was the scariest man she would have ever seen. She shivered, and cold sweats cascaded down her body.

Stumbling back to her grandma, she stood staring at him when that old man continued,

"Now that the goddess is revealed, you have to follow the rules, everybody has a chance"

The two beasts smiled again, and one of them snorted sarcastically,

"They...! Have a chance!!" it was sardonic, looking down on everyone present there.

The other one blurted,

"Count yourself in as well"

As the atmosphere turned hot, they both clamped their horns again, and that old man separated them with his stick,

"Any further dispute and I'll boycott the whole clan,"

They pulled themselves back reluctantly.

The whole thing was like a nightmare for Myra, unable to grasp it, unable to believe it, she was tired of being shocked...!

Both of the rude men before her looked at her as if she was their prey which made her gulp the lump formed in her throat.

"Wait for me to claim you, Darling,"

"Wait for me, Darling,"

Two different fierce voices but the matter remained the same, the lust was the same, and the way they looked at her was the same as well.

Even though she was dressed, she felt denuded in their eyes, as they pierced her with their gazes.

Myra felt disgusted, but the things waiting for her were far more horrendous than she had ever imagined.

Can she even sleep tonight?

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