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48. Fear of the future
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Rejected to be His Luna 49. Torn petals
[Zeve’s POV] “Nothing, that’s a political matter. But how is it even possible, Zeve? How can someone control non-living things like that?” I was shocked too, but not from the fact of magic actually existing. But from the fact that it existed in someone else, too. Strange things had happened all around me ever since I was a kid. And that was the main reason people didn’t come near me. But what scared me more was — what would Amor do if he came to know that magic was all around me as well? Even though it was not as obvious as Mayavi’s, yet it happened several times when my emotions went out of control. Like burning that dress in the royal inn, then Amor’s sword swimming in my hand in that lake and then me teleporting on the rooftop when I jumped from it. He seemed to have not noticed those events, and I was grateful. There were so many questions, emotions, feeling all surging like a tsunami within me, but the person standing in front of me was falling apart because of his failure a
Rejected to be His Luna 50. Worried about you
[Zeve’s POV] But before leaving… “Excuse me,” I asked a lady who was churning the medicines in mortar and pestle. “Is there some medicine for deep bite wounds and bruises?” “For Alpha, right?” She asked, and I nodded once. She removed the leaf from the yellow ointment stored in a wooden bowl. She gave it to me. Maybe they had already prepared the medicine for Amor, but no one could actually muster the courage to tell him that. From a political point of view, Amor’s life was much more important than Venus and Zahir. But from Amor’s point of view, their lives were more important than his own. But the truth couldn’t change. Amor’s life was the most important for the werewolf kind because he was the only alpha in history who could create a monolithic pack. When he said he believed he could change the world, I understood he was trying to do something that could actually change the world. The proves were all his achievements in such a short period. “Thank you,” I said with a slight b
Rejected to be His Luna 51. His invisible air
[Zeve’s POV] “I meant emotional strength.” I blurted out, sensing danger in his tone. Now that I had already dug my grave, I would rather dig it deeper. “You are just bottling up, pretending you are fine when you are dying inside. Not letting people come close to you when you are at your lowest because you are afraid to ask for help when you need it. To ask for a hand when you can’t walk…” “Will you… come close to me? Will you… hold my hand when I can’t walk?” He asked. For a second, I forgot to breathe. “Do you think I need you?” He let out a pitiful laughter. I frowned. “Of course, you don’t need me.” “So stop lecturing me,” he said. “You are just… scared. Scared that when people see your vulnerable side, they might hurt you more. They will. But not everyone comes into your life to hurt you. Some come to heal you. You think I will hurt you, right? What way?” I shrugged. I was going to be murdered soon. Goodbye world. “I have told this to you before too and I will say it ag
Rejected to be His Luna 52. Feverish tension
[Zeve’s POV] “How childish!” He scoffed. “You have a better idea?” I raised my brows, giving him a dominance smile. He rolled his eyes, then peered into my eyes. “One. Two. Three…” He started counting my eyelashes. Controlling my smile, I grabbed the opportunity and carefully applied the ointment over his wounds while he counted my eyelashes. I dropped my eyelids to attend to his wounds on his abdomen. It was an odd atmosphere around us with his face so close to mine. But I was happy it worked. He was clearly enduring most of the pain, but he was doing it while being distracted this time. A strand of my hair slid over my eyes. He left my arm. His fingers grazed my cheeks as he tucked my free strand behind my ear. “Thirty-six… thirty-seven…” he leaned closer to me and I did my best to not react to his husky whispers. I glanced at his lips. He had some blood smeared at the corner of his lips. I bit my lower lips. I had been breathing slowly to stop my breaths from colliding with
Rejected to be His Luna 53. Getting on my nerves
[Amor’s POV] “Seventy-five and one hundred and fifteen.” I laid on the mattress on my back. I smiled. Her nervously flickering eyes. Her controlled breaths and her… scent. I gulped, clearing my throat. Her face was crystal clear in my mind, as if she was sitting right next to me. Drawing her eyes with my finger in the air, I reminded myself once again of how perfect they were. “Seventy-five eyelashes on her lower eyelids and one hundred and fifteen on her upper eyelids. Not one less or more in her eyes. Just perfect.” I sighed, closing my eyes and sprawling on the mattress. “She is air. I can’t see her yet… I can’t forget her eyes, her lips and… her face. Her conspicuous eyelashes, her sweet breaths parting her lips and her calming scent.” I chuckled. “Ah!” My wounds were still hurting, my veins were throbbing under my skin. The temperature of my complete body had increased because of the inflammation around those wounds. The pain hadn’t decreased by any measure, yet after
Rejected to be His Luna 54. Your clothes
[Amor’s POV] Zeve was dressed in a fern green lehenga that flowed from her hips to the ground. She wore a sleeveless crop top. It was backless with straps holding it on her body. A small strip around her waist and string across her scapula kept the crop top from exposing her breasts more than it already was, while the rest of her body was exposed. Her back, her waist, her neck, her abdomen. I could see her ribs below the top. A fern green net dupatta, a very long piece of cloth with thread work and embroidery, flowed till her ankles from her shoulder. Seeing her dressed in the traditional clothes of that village, I lost track of time and the intensity of concentration I was having on her. I gulped down the steam building in my body. I wasn’t able to comprehend anything at all. It was as if someone was pouring boiling water in my chest and something unknown was overwhelming me. The old lady I asked to take care of Zeve was standing beside her. They were talking about something
Rejected to be His Luna 55. Wake up, man
[Amor’s POV] “Two days?” I was never connected to Zahir or Venus on a deep level. I didn’t even consider them as friends, but they were important to her. That, besides my guilt, added up to actually worrying about them as if they were a part of my family. All the wrong they did to us, all the lies they told us, was forgiven from my side because they had a reason, a very important reason behind it all. Hearing Zahir had only two days to decide whether he would live or die made me feel really uncomfortable in my guts. Should I send a letter to Lucella or mind-link and call her here? I thought, but it was completely impractical because that would take over two days. “Do everything to save him. Don’t worry about money or anything else. Get all the medicine, herbs you need to treat him. He has to stay alive,” I told the doctor. He bowed. “I am using my experience and knowledge of more than a hundred years to heal him, alpha. If by tonight the blueness in his legs disappear, we woul
Rejected to be His Luna 56. Dying love
[Zeve’s POV] I can’t express in words how I felt seeing Venus smile again, even though it was faltering and filled with pain. I can’t explain how beautiful Venus looked holding Polaris. Can’t explain the tsunami of conflicting emotions hitting me with every thought. How do I inform her about Zahir’s condition? How do I break it to her that she can never become a mother again? Was there a less painful way to open the aftermath of such a tremendous storm in her life? I had never felt that helpless. What would my words do to her smile when she heard the excruciating truth? “Zeve, thank you so much for protecting my son…” Venus said in a dawdling voice. She hadn’t stopped crying since the moment she woke up. I knew those tears were of happiness from the reunion with her son. But beyond the two curtains between her and Zahir was the reality scarier than this beautiful daydream. I peered at the curtains slowly moving from the winds entering the hall through the windows. I dropped m
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Rejected to be His Luna 290. The First Sunrise
[Zeve’s POV] As I plunged into the magma, I had no thoughts in my head. My body was being consumed by the flames, while my heart almost stopped. It was cold inside the volcano. My clothes and armour melted away, but neither the flames nor the magma touched my skin. They flowed inches away from my skin. I held my breath. The bright red glowing magma flowed magnificently inside the volcano. It was scary how I could feel its heat yet not get burned. It was like one of those dreams came to reality, except this time the one to be burnt in flames was me and not Amor. The magma behind me started taking some kind of form. I felt Amor’s presence and my heart skipped a beat. I felt hands warped under my waist and knees. I shut my eyes with a shudder. The next thing I remember was I was sitting far away on the ground and watching the magma, ashes and rocks explode out of the volcano like fireworks. There was a dazzling figure hovering above the volcano, suppressing it back into the ground
Rejected to be His Luna 289. It's just... cold
[Zahir’s POV]Why don’t you smile?Why don’t you cry?Why don’t you fight?Why don’t you get angry?Why don’t you get scared?What the hell is wrong with you?You are my son, and you cannot be the monster they say you are.Feel!Feel something!Feel anything!Feel everything!‘If nothing, then feel the pain!’That face of a person I was supposed to call my mother.Those glowing eyes floating in sheer darkness.Those words were like pure acid, pouring in my ears.Those snarls of pure hatred and screams and cries, those slaps and whips.The dark bathroom flooded with water everywhere and blood dissolved in it through my veins.I remember.Maybe I felt nothing but cold. It was unbearably cold.That time, that’s all I felt. A cold that made my spine shiver.I wanted to feel, but how?Everything I locked up within me and in the magic and key core came back.It all came back, but I think it never left in the first place.Even after hundreds of years, I could still feel her presence by the s
Rejected to be His Luna 288. Eternal curse
[Zeve’s POV]“Mother, stop!” Killian yelled.“Venus, calm down… we can make things right, ok? Trust me. Put down the blade…” Zahir coaxed Venus into his manipulative tone.Venus distanced the blade from her throat as if Zahir’s words were controlling her on a mental level. Her hands were shaking as she held the blade to her throat.Her eyes were frozen, as if she was in Zahir’s control. She shook her head with a gasp, “no, not anymore. You can’t control me anymore…” her voice came out hoarse and shaky.And she put the blade against her neck again, this time cutting her skin and bleeding.“NO! NO! Stop!” Zahir panicked and stepped back from Venus, raising his hands.“What the hell is going on here? Venus!” I called out and was about to go to her when Hikari held my hand.I looked at him and frowned. Hikari shook his head.I looked at Venus again and the blade was Hikari’s katana.“Your katana?” I felt a strange fear take over me as I stared at Hikari for an answer.“I must have dropped
Rejected to be His Luna 287. Nightmares
[Zeve’s POV]‘I see him burning and these nightmares just don’t stop. Day after day, it’s always the same thing. I try to save him, but the flames always find their way to him. His body… it’s like it’s melting. I couldn’t get these nightmares out of my head and it’s disturbing. A lot. So, I came to you for guidance. Do these nightmares mean something?’‘Dreams are often a window for the future. We just need to interpret them rightly,’ priestess Melantha said when I met her in my third year in Phantoria. ‘For a seed to turn into a sapling and then into a huge tree, the seed coat needs to break. He’ll burn for you and this world.’‘No, he won’t. I won’t let death touch him, not because of me — especially not because of this world.’ This was what I told her, and then she replied with a subtle smile.‘What is the definition of death for you, luna?’ She asked.‘I don’t know. Death for me is what it’s for everyone else. Bad, painful and gloomy and… end.’‘When the right time comes, you will
Rejected to be His Luna 286. Cutting the curse
[Zeve’s POV]There were two souls active inside Killian. One was of Derek and another of Polaris. Killian decided based on the soul that dominated him at a time.That was the only sane explanation I could give to why he was using Celeste as a hostage when Killian saved her, risking his own life.“Fine,” I said, calmly. “Let them go. But I don’t know how to get the core out of my body. Extract it yourself.”Killian frowned. “No hidden tricks, Zeve. I don’t have time for that.”I raised my hand to my shoulders as if I was surrendering myself. “I am telling you the truth. I was born with this core and never took it out. I am not playing any tricks.”Killian thought for some time and then stretched his palm towards me. Four black magic circles appeared around me. One above my head, one below my feet, one in front of my chest, and one behind it.“I am already stuck here. I can’t escape. Please let them go now,” I said. The hellhounds backed off from Lucella and Celeste.The suction from
Rejected to be His Luna 285. Luna he forgot
[Zeve’s POV]The sound of gunshots, along with screams of the knights getting attacked, mashed up with the howls of the hellhounds dominating the road. Killian coughed vigorously and threw out the broken pieces of rock with his teeth and blood from his mouth. “Oh, I know what devilishness it takes to create a utopia. But you really piss me off whenever I see you…” Killian snarled at Amor.Killian created a dark energy ball between himself and Amor, who was pressing him against the ground. The energy ball exploded, flinging Amor far away from Killian.Amor jumped back to his feet and drew out his sword. The armour worked. Amor wasn’t hurt badly. But I could just stand and wait for him to be hurt.I looked at the sky with my apprehension increasing with every second.On the training grounds, the screeches of shadow eaters were tackling the fire wall, keeping them locked within the magic circle. It was as if their screams were summoning the rain because heavy clouds had started looming
Rejected to be His Luna 284. The war has begun
[Killian’s POV]Dark clouds stirred over the ruins of the Aura palace and its training grounds. The land had prepared to devour the souls and vomit a curse in the darkest shade of black to open the portal to the dark world from where the creatures of hell would flood the land, turning it into their grazing field. They would feed on souls and lock them in timeless gloom — in a world of nothingness and doom. Their minds were under my control and their souls on my command would set themselves ablaze on the magical ground.I was prepared and so was the enemy.Heavy military and army of hundreds guarded the boundaries around the precinct of the Aura palace and its land. The knights were armoured and ready with their swords, defending the boundaries of the palace from outside.Warriors were ironclad in their wolf forms. The wolves of darker colours were standing on the front lines and surrounded the training grounds.The soldiers created a wall of shields on either side of the criminals’ p
Rejected to be His Luna 283. Light and Hope
[Zeve’s POV]“Should I take off this gown now?” Celeste asked, walking to me and then standing beside me as we peered at the air where Killian stood seconds ago.I looked at Celeste and caressed her cheek. “I know it’s uncomfortable, sweetie, but wait a little, hmm?”Celeste looked into my eyes and nodded once.“You did a good job. I am proud of you,” I said.A week without the key core and Celeste already looked so fragile. I had to get back the key core from Killian after the plan played out the way I wanted it to.I looked at the sky. The chess board was laid out, the only thing left was the game to begin.“Zeve, I don’t like this at all. You are pregnant and even if everything goes according to your plan, it’s still dangerous because we don’t know what might happen when things actually start happening,” Amor said.I looked at Amor and smiled.“I have heard kids take after their parents. I want my child to be brave, and for that, I have to be braver today. I am going to be a mother
