CHAPTER 60 ~ BREAKDOWN ~ NATALIA ~ I could never believe what he said. He would always be a liar, no matter what. My dad used to say that a Scorpio would never change its nature no matter how many times you decide to trust it and try to save it, a Scorpio will always, it will sting you with its poisonous sting, again and again, cause that’s its nature, and that is how it will live. Romeo was no better than a Scorpio. No matter how many times I decide to trust he would always betray me and then play the victim card. That was what he has mastered. Betrayal.My eyes were getting stung by his sharp eyes that were hiding tons of lies from me and I must say, if someone wants to learn how to lie while looking straight into someone's eyes then they should learn it from Romeo.“You better tell me what is my origin.” I licked my lip and tasted the salty taste of my tear. Romeo let go of me when he saw the tears in my eyes as his eyes finally turned to their natural color. “There’s nothing
CHAPTER 61~ ~ NATALIA~ “WAIT” I didn’t know from where I got such courage that I leapt toward Danny and stopped him by grabbing his arm. He stopped to face me. His eyes ping-ponged between my hand that was holding his arm and then he looked at my face as his jaw clenched and I felt the muscles of his arms flex.“Umm… I’m sorry.” I said awkwardly and took my hand back as I let go of him abruptly as if I might have touched a hot pot while cooking. I noticed as he got relaxed but not completely, that his jaw was still clenched and he made that poker face that was making it hard for me to decide if I should about that half-moon mark at the back of his neck. It was like a fresh tattoo. “Why did you stop me?” He asked, and maybe it was just me who thought he might have gotten pissed over something which I haven’t said yet.“Well…Umm…”I smiled with tight lips as I entangled my fingers in front of me. What was that? Why was I feeling so awkward?, “Well, Actually, I might have just seen som
CHAPTER 62 ~ ~ NATALIA~ "Alright, let's see how you will solve this riddle. Let's see to what length you will go to find the truth. And let's see how much you will get hurt in this process. Princess…"He Challenged. "Yeah, I will show you," I smirked confidently. It was the fake confidence and he could see that as he spluttered a laugh which he was trying too hard to stop. It only annoyed me more and I wished to murder him right there and would break his teeth so he would not get to play a pretty handsome boy role in the hell too after his death. No one could tolerate him. And the way he smirked as he was always challenging others to do something which they could never likely do."Stop being a pussy, Danny!" I literally yelled and in his defence, he said, "If you will excuse me, I have to get back to work. I need to make preparations for the upcoming gathering with the Werewolves Hunter. I have to make sure there won't be any issue which could lead this meeting into a war." Danny sa
CHAPTER 63~ BABY BLUE EYES ~ NATALIA~ Then I heard someone whistling. I and Danny both looked at the door as Caspian opened it and called out my name… “Oh, Natalia…” He literally sang my name. He seemed happy but when his eyes meet us, he stood still, his hand still holding onto the doorknob as he stilled in between the door frame. His eyes danced between me and Danny. His smile slowly faded as he was taking in Danny’s presence. His brows kneading together. “What’s he doing here?” He let go of the doorknob and pointed at Danny with his eyes. I and Danny shared a look and he said, “I should go now,” and I nodded. Danny gave him a last look before he walked out. Caspian turned his whole body as he watched Danny making his way out and he kept staring until he disappeared in the long hallway. It was when he finally gazed at me. “What did I miss?” He smiled, trying to tease me but he didn’t know I wasn’t in the mood for getting teased. “Nothing,” I replied, nonchalantly as I turne
CHAPTER 64~ HIS FIRST MATE~ NATALIA~I couldn’t remember when the sun started burning our heads, I didn’t know when it was already noon. I only knew it when the air that was cool at the time of the sun rising, now turned into a heatwave as it slapped my skin. I guess that's how we can't keep up with the time when we are with our comforting person. I guess it was how it was originally supposed to be, but it was me who never felt that before because I never had a person who could comfort me. I admit Knight was there in my hard time, back when I was at the campus for study. However, the ‘hard time’ that I faced when I was with him, was only limited to the worries of the university’s assignment given by our professor Mr. Fitzpatrick and nothing more. I got to know what was a hard time when I came here and how Caspian became my comforting person. It only started when he agreed to help me with hurting Romeo in the same way he was hurting me by having sex with my mom. But now, things chang
CHAPTER 65~ Xerxes ~ NATALIA~ "You know what... let's... let's not talk about him… your brother is a dick." The more Caspian was telling me about Romeo the more my blood was simmering. I could not tolerate any more information about him. It was enough for me to even know how much of a dick he was and how he treated my father. And how he was treating me. "Yeah, he's a dick, there's no doubt about it." Caspian snorted. His eyes looked at the nature around us and his eyes were twinkling, the more he was gazing around. I was amazed to look at him and now I noticed he was beautiful. He has always been beautiful and dangerous. Beautiful, that he could fail the beauties sent down on the earth by heaven. And I didn't know why I have never seen him in this way before. He was always there with me. We even shared a bed. I slept with him but I never felt that way. Maybe, there was something wrong with me, with my heart, that I held back all this way to feel this way about him. I'd never
CHAPTER 66 ~ love, that chokes you~ NATALIA ~ “Let’s not talk about my brother for a while, shall we? ‘Cause, we are here to calm ourselves not to discuss him and me being the playboy, back when I was in Xerxes. I sure too had your fair amount of hookups when you were among the humans.” “NO!” I got up from the ground so abruptly, I didn’t know why I felt this urge to defend myself in front of him. But again it was Caspian we are talking about and I didn’t want him to think of me as a whore or whatever you call it. Caspian side-eyed me with a smirk saying ‘oh really’ and it annoyed me even more. I thought I could hide my boyfriend Knight Adriatico when I was in that said university. He was the one I always stayed clingy like some freaking leech, thinking that he was my world but when I came here I realized that it was not my world, or maybe he was my safe house to hide my identity from the human, a cover might I say. However, these people made me realize that even though he was
CHAPTER 67 ~ LOVE AND POEM ~ NATALIA~ My eyes never left his eyes, even if I wanted to, I just couldn't. The intensity in his eyes and the words were full of assurance. An assurance that was telling me there was a future for me out there, with Caspian. But I know, deep down, I know that I would ruin this again. Because that's what I do. It's my toxic trait. I wasn't always like this, Romeo played the most essential part in this, he ruined me and put me in a place where I could never see good in someone. I would always doubt them, would doubt their words, would doubt their actions, would doubt the way they touch me with nothing but affection."I'm not sure if I'm ready for that kind of love or any kind of love. I just am not ready for any kind of love." Love breaks us and turns us into the version we couldn't recognize. It only looks good on paper, used in poems by poets. Inked down as the beautiful thing and the beautiful feel someone could encounter. But for me, it was just words.
NATALIASitting there with Romeo, just shooting the breeze, out of nowhere, this crazy pain hit me like a freight train. Water everywhere – turns out my water broke, and I wasn't supposed to pop until next week. Talk about the unexpected, right? Now, our pack's got this rule about having to pop out your pups right here on our turf. No escaping that one. So, here I am, dealing with this delivery agony a week ahead of schedule. Romeo's flipping out, screaming for help. Pack folks start swarming in like bees, all wide-eyed and worried. Picture this: me, in the middle of a makeshift delivery room surrounded by anxious wolves. Pain's getting wild like some primal force taking over. Romeo's there, clueless as ever, and I'm just pushing through the chaos. Let me tell you, delivering twins is no joke. Contractions hit like a sledgehammer, each one dragging on for what feels like forever. The pack's trying to help, but they can't take away the grind of it all. It's a full-on battle, not just p
SYDNEYMy fingers danced nervously over the phone's keypad as I dialed Romeo's number. The urgency in my chest fueled the anxiety in my voice when he finally picked up."Romeo, it's Sydney," I blurted out, the words tumbling over each other. "I need your advice. Should I head to Natalia's now? Something just doesn't feel right, like there's an eerie cloud hanging over her due date."There was a pause on the other end, and then he asked, "What's going on?"It's hard to explain," I began, struggling to find the right words. "It's like there's something malevolent inside her, something beyond the ordinary. I can't shake this feeling that the child she's carrying isn't just a bundle of joy. It's like there's a darkness, and it's threatening both her and the baby."I could almost hear Romeo furrowing his brow on the other end. "Darkness? What do you mean?"I mean, it's as if there's an evil presence in her womb," I confessed, my voice dropping to a hushed tone. "And I'm afraid that once that chi
ELVINAAlone in the dimly lit chamber, the oppressive weight of my actions hangs in the air, suffocating me like a dense fog. The flickering candles cast dancing shadows on the intricately carved runes etched into the cold stone floor, each symbol a testament to the forbidden path I've tread. Natalia lies motionless on the altar, her presence a fragile vessel for the soul I sought to resurrect. As the cold reality settles in, doubt snakes through my mind like a relentless serpent. The initial madness that drove me to perform the forbidden ritual now morphs into a gnawing unease. Regret, thick and palpable, permeates the atmosphere, saturating the very air I breathe. What was once a desperate bid to bring back my sister now feels like a pact with shadows and echoes. A solitary tear traces a path down my cheek, its journey mirroring the torment within. Natalia, vulnerable and unconscious, is now the unwitting conduit for a force beyond her understanding. The chamber, once filled with th
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
DANIELI was seriously frustrated, like a fire about to explode, as I gripped Elvina's shoulder. My eyes shot a warning, trying to convey the urgency of what I was about to say. "I warned you, Elvina! Stay away from Natalia!" You could practically feel the echoes of my caution lingering in the charged air around us. Elvina's eyes were a storm of defiance as she forcefully pulled my hand away from her shoulder. Her words were sharp, cutting through the room. "You can't control me. Unless you want her to die, that is. The child she's carrying is the reincarnation of my sister, and her soul is not something anyone can dictate or tolerate."The room turned into an emotional battlefield, with unspoken truths and the weight of our complicated history thickening the air. I was torn between protecting Natalia and trying to wrap my head around the profound connection Elvina felt. The room's dim light created shadows on our strained faces, each expression revealing the depth of our internal stru
NATALIAMy heart raced like the staccato beat of distant drums as I approached Romeo, the flickering candlelight in the dimly lit room casting shadows on my face. The air crackled with the anticipation of finally meeting my twin sister, Dahlia— a reunion I had yearned for since the moment I discovered her existence. "Romeo," I began, my voice a delicate symphony tinged with excitement, "have you managed to reach Sebastian? I can't bear the agonizing wait any longer—I need to see Dahlia."Romeo's eyes, a canvas of uncertainty, met mine as he shook his head, "I haven't been able to get in touch with him yet, Natalia."A surge of frustration tightened its grip on my chest, like a vine constricting around my heart. I knew all too well the significance of Sebastian's elusive approval, especially in light of the unique bond he shared with Dahlia. "This is unbearable," I sighed, my impatience echoing in the hushed room. The scent of aged parchment and ancient secrets hung in the air, underscor
NATALIAAs the soft pads of my fingertips caressed the gentle curve of my burgeoning belly, I found solace in the quietude of the moment. The room was hushed, and the only symphony that mattered played within the confines of my body—the rhythmic ballet of life unfolding. A tender smile graced my lips, a testament to the profound connection I felt with the two tiny souls growing beneath my touch.Their kicks, playful and spirited, transformed my womb into a lively arena. Each flutter echoed the promise of an impending joy, and as their tiny feet danced beneath my skin, laughter escaped me—an involuntary melody in response to the enchanting rhythm of life within. It was as if my body had become a sanctuary, a haven where the language of kicks and twirls spoke volumes.Overwhelmed by the sheer magic of it all, tears welled up, glistening like dewdrops on the petals of a delicate flower. These were tears of joy, a manifestation of the profound emotion that coursed through me—a blend of grat
NATALIASo, picture this: I'm casually strolling through the garden vibes early in the morning, right? The sun's doing its thing, making the whole place light up like a chill paradise. The flowers are showing off their colors, and I swear, even the birds are in on this morning's party. Sarah, my partner in crime, joins me on this nature expedition. We're just soaking in the good vibes, you know? The air is all fresh and crisp, and there's this subtle aroma of blooming flowers, like nature's own perfume. As we mosey along, Sarah throws in some real talk and grabs my hand like we're in a cheesy movie. "Natalia," she says, "I'm seriously so pumped for you and those soon-to-be little adventurers." Her grin matches the sunshine, and I'm just standing there, feeling like life is hitting the perfect notes. Our garden hangout is like our secret spot. The flowers are like our cheering squad, and the whole scene feels like a happy conspiracy. At that moment, I was just overwhelmed with gratitud
NATALIA My body's like this bloated spaceship carrying two tiny passengers, and we're six months into this twin adventure. Let me tell you, it's a marathon of discomfort. Every step feels like I'm lugging around a ton of bricks – a constant reminder of the two little miracles growing inside me. Now, nights used to be my chill zone, but oh boy, that's changed. I'm haunted by these crazy nightmares like there's some evil plot unfolding in my belly. Mornings roll around, and instead of shaking off the bad dreams, they stick around like unwanted guests. The kicks and flutters? Yeah, they used to be cute, but now they're like tiny reminders of something I can't quite put my finger on. It's not just the physical strain; it's like I'm emotionally unraveling too. You'd think expecting twins would be all rainbows and butterflies, but there's this weird sense of doom hanging over everything. It's like there's this intangible darkness camping out inside me, and I'm starting to doubt if this is