🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Morning came too quickly; I would have preferred darkness lasted some more time.I was still confused about how I was going to track Alastor down, but I knew I needed to do it, at least to give Arwan and the gang some more time.If Alastor gets to the witch before them, she's as good as dead and so are the others, my dear family would be dead too.I am the light and Alastor is the darkness, makes more sense now that I've met him.He kills for entirely no reason but fun, the grin on his face and happiness in his eyes whenever he talks about someone he killed brutally was concerning, what a psychopath.Regardless, there's this love snooping around in my heart for him.Have you ever loved a monster? You'd wish all day and night that you could just deliver him from all the crazy demons camping inside him.Even though it's not possible, the hope of Alastor turning good depends on his death, he'll only be harmless when he's dead.Cruel, isn't it? I thought so too.My mot
🥀 LAVANYA'S POV 🥀Damn life and damn Dracula.I felt like he was enjoying himself watching me embarrass myself.And damn my stupid donut-shaped legs too, when did it crawl on someone's skin, I would have managed my embarrassment if it was someone else. But Dracula? That dude with a flat face?He wasn't totally wrong, I seemed to be enjoying it, who told him to be warm?Fucking werewolf.“Lavanya!” Arwan screamed for the third time to grasp my attention. “Where the hell did you go?”“To bed… I mean – I'm right here,” I stammered.“We are going to the witch now, call everyone,” Arwan declared.“Huh! Me? Why?” I asked in refusal.Arwan gawked at me, “Because you are the only one here.”I jingled my head drastically, “No I'm not, Bruno's ass is also here. Send him instead.”“I have something to discuss with Bruno,” Arwan responded, “Alpha Vargus and the others would be here on their own, Call Dracula.”Dracula? The exact person I wanted to shoot into another planet a few minutes ago?“N
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀The cuddle lasted as long as it could. I was able to keep Alastor with me for a few hours, and I wanted it to last for a day. That should be enough time for Arwan.I wasn't totally comfortable, yet… I wasn't uncomfortable.He was cold, brutal… yet he was warm and sweet.“Are you alright? Want to get up for a while?” He nibbled on my ears.I jingled my head, “I'm fine, I just…”“Just what?” He whispered.I raised my head to look at him, “Want to remain like this… with you.”His eyes darkened, I could feel the sadness he was trying hard to hide, “I know you are trying to hold me down Melonie,” Alastor blurted out, “You are stopping me from getting to the Witch… because of your boyfriend, Arwan; you want him to get the sword before me.”I was speechless, no. I was traumatized and unable to speak.How did he…?What if he gets Angry and kills me for deceiving him?Now everything is messed up, he knows I'm lying.“How did you…? I paused, “When did you figure it out?”“Im
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I took a deep breath in, feeling the air fill my lungs, and then slowly exhaled, letting the tension seep out of my body. My mind was racing, my thoughts swirling with anxiety and anger. I could feel my heart pounding in my chest, my pulse quickening with every passing moment.I closed my eyes, trying to shut out the distractions around me. I focused on my breath, feeling the sensation of the air moving in and out of my body.“Don't suppress it,” Arwan's voice rang out, “Hit me and get over with it.”“Arwan,” Bruno warned.“You want me to hit you?” I asked and scoffed, “No, it's much better if your conscience judges you forever.”“This is not the problem here,” Lavanya yelled, “There's a wild beast out there searching for us like food, we can't afford to be arguing.”“Says someone that would rather argue than eat,” Clara fired back.“So how do we get Ashera from them?” Bruno asked.“I don't think we can,” I announced, “Let them fight it out, then… we'd face whoever
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Angel Gabriel's words rang in my ears. I struggled, shaking my head and covering my ears in panic.“That shouldn't be —” I stammered, “There has to be a way, we can find a way around it right?” “Melonie,” the Angel called softly.“There has to be a way to fight him,” I yelled, “How do I fight him if I'd get hurt if he gets hurt?”“There is indeed a way,” the Angel muttered, “I could do that if you wish for it, but I have to remind you; that you have just one thing left to wish for, that's all I owe you for saving my life.”“But are you sure you want to use your last wish for this? There's a whole lot of better things you could wish for.”I nodded my head, my face turning pale and serious. " Aside from the wish, please, if there's a way… tell me.”“There is indeed a way,” the Angel uttered. “Stab him with Ashera's sword, then Alastor would die. Of course, you would feel the pain for a while… then everything would be fine. But if you are unable to contain the pain,
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀As I wrapped my arms around Alastor, a sense of warmth and comfort washed over me. His arms enveloped me in return, holding me close as we stood there, swaying gently to the rhythm of our own beating hearts.The warmth of his body seeped into mine, chasing away any chill or tension that may have been lingering. I felt my muscles relax, my breath slow, and my mind quiet as I surrendered to the safety and security of his embrace.His chest rose and fell with each breath, and I felt my breathing synchronize with his as if our hearts were beating as one. The warmth of his skin radiated through his clothing, and I could feel the gentle pressure of his fingers wrapped around my back, holding me close.“I was searching for you when I came in, where were you?” I asked calmly.“I was out,” he responded.I smiled warmly, “Doing what?”“Killing,” he blurted out.I pulled away and he looked at me with innocent eyes that said, “What did I do?”“Do you have Ashera?” I asked, cha
🥀 LAVANYA'S POV 🥀My eyes were operating on their own, I almost hit my head on the door even though I have eyes, those eyes weren't working.I heavily dragged my feet towards my room as soon as Arwan said the words “Dismissed.”I flung the door open, kicking it widely open with my feet.I walked into the room and went straight into the bathroom to pee.I pushed open the door, expecting to simply do my business and jump into the bed. But instead, I was met with a surprise that made my heart skip a beat.Right… the wall gecko was still in my room.There he was, Dracula standing in the shower, completely naked. I froze, my eyes fixed on the unexpected sight before me.For a moment, time seemed to stand still. I felt like I was trapped in a snapshot, unable to move or look away. Dracula, oblivious to my presence, continued to take a shower, dancing, humming a tune and shaking his butt like he was Moana, competing for Grammy. I felt a rush of emotions, surprise, embarrassment, and a hin
🥀 OTHELLO'S POV 🥀We sat down to sharpen swords, myself and Bruno.We agreed not to talk for an hour, sitting miles from each other, working.We were just twenty minutes down. I glanced at Bruno and noticed he was staring at me.“What are you doing? You should be working,” I pointed out.Bruno inhaled sharply, “This won't do, I'll move closer.”I blinked innocently, “Coming closer to where? We agreed not to talk to each other or come close to each other for an hour, what are you doing? Let's focus, you are distracting me.”“Just a little closer,” he muttered, pouting.He stood up from where he was sitting, walking towards me.I stood up, “Stay right there.”He shook his head and started walking even closer.With a smile on my face, I took two steps back, three steps and then I started running from Bruno.He took that as a hint and started running after me, “Why are you running?”“We promised to focus for an hour,” I yelled back and increased my pace.Giggles, chuckles and loud laugh
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I woke up with a cold pain spreading across every part of my body, I remember the angel telling me I might die from the pain if it was too much to bear, and yes, I agree that I almost died, I don't get why I'm still alive.My spirit is just so stubborn and it wouldn't be dismissed.I looked down at my tummy and noticed a scar, it was the exact spot where I stabbed Alastor, he died and I got a scar from the effect of the pain.I looked around; I wasn't where I collapsed.“How did I get here?” I whispered.“I brought you back,” Bruno's voice sounded behind me.“Come, everyone is waiting for you.”“What about Alastor's body?” I murmured.Bruno walked closer, “I'm sorry Melonie, I couldn't even find his toenail, he disappeared into thin air like he never existed.”“And ASHERA?” I stated.“I hid it somewhere safe,” he responded. “I'm sorry Melonie, you had to kill your own twin brother to save us all; I know it was hard for you.”“Try not to remind me, I'm trying to for
🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀What a lonely morning after being surrounded by couples all night.Bruno and Othello, Dracula and Lavanya, both couples heartlessly doing rubbish.My eyes hurt from rolling them all night as soon as I see them flirt and my lips hurt from pouting as soon as I see them kiss.I was standing alone in between two couples and it was so frustrating.I got up from bed, not like I got any sleep.As I sat in the quiet stillness of the morning, my mind began to wander to Arlo. Memories of our time together flooded my thoughts, and I couldn't help but smile.I remembered the way he used to make me laugh, the way his eyes would sparkle with mischief when he was teasing me. I remembered the way he would hold my hand, his fingers intertwined with mine in a gentle, loving grasp.As I sat there, lost in thought, I could almost feel his presence around me. I could smell him, and hear the sound of his voice whispering in my ear. It was as if he was right here with me, and my heart swel
🥀 LAVANYA'S POV 🥀The sky above was a brilliant blue, not a cloud in sight. The sun shone brightly, casting a warm glow over the landscape. A gentle breeze rustled through the trees, carrying the sweet scent of blooming flowers.The air was crisp and clean, with a hint of freshness that invigorated the senses. The temperature was just right, neither too hot nor too cold, making it perfect for outdoor activities.As I stepped outside, I felt a sense of joy and upliftment wash over me. The clear sky and good weather seemed to lift my spirits, filling me with a sense of possibility and promise.The world seemed to come alive on days like this, with every colour appearing more vibrant, every sound clearer, and every sensation more intense. It was as if the good weather had awakened a sense of wonder and magic in the world.I took a deep breath, feeling the fresh air fill my lungs, and gazed up at the clear blue sky. It was a moment of pure happiness, a moment to savour and enjoy. And I
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀With a bright light that almost left us blind, Our Alpha Vargus disappeared, alongside Angel Gabriel.Leaving us, broken and lonely.Honestly, I wanted to close my eyes and never wake up, because just when we were almost at the end, things became unbearable.We lost a lot of people on this journey, and I feel like I'm the one to blame.If only I hadn't walked into this world, or maybe if I wasn't too stubborn and had not gone in search of my father if only I hadn't resurrected Arwan or if I hadn't gotten attached to Alastor and killed him when I had the chance rather than praying for a change, things wouldn't have graduated into this.We were mourning too many people, because of me.I walked closer to Clara who crumbled underneath a table weeping.“Clara,” I called softly.“Get away from me,” she retorted, breathing heavily.She hasn't tasted food or water for a while, and I was starting to think she might probably die before Arlo returns.“Arlo would be here soon,
🥀 ALPHA VARGUS’S POV 🥀I doubted my decision, thinking about it, I don’t really want to die, but neither do I want to live my life watching someone I love suffer.“I’ll give my life,” I declared, “Bring Arlo back to life.”The angel chuckled softly, “You don’t really want to die Vargus… look at you, your eyes sparkle with life.”“Just do it,” I retorted.“You cannot be serious Vargus,” Clara snapped, “Who asked you to give your life for his? I might want Arlo alive but I don’t want you dead.”“Are you sure about that?” I asked sadly, “Clara, are you sure you mind me dying for Arlo to come back to life? I never existed to you.”“But that doesn't mean I want you dead,” she cried out, slamming her eyes shut as tears poured, “I might have been too occupied with Arlo finally being with me but that doesn't mean I don't notice that you are around Vargus.”“You have 10 seconds to change your mind, if not the process would begin.” Angel Gabriel declared.I looked back at him with tears-fille
🥀 MELONIE’S POV 🥀 For hours, I was sitting behind the door, it was like there was an invincible force pulling me down. I was just not in the mood for anything.It was day two since what happened to Arwan and it was still so fresh, I should have been angry and filled with energy for revenge but I was weak and lonely, extremely tired of fighting.Soon I began to hear voices but I was determined to not leave the room or fight.It started as a warning that something was happening, and soon it increased.Rather than going out to check, I covered my ears to reduce the noise.I heard Othello screaming and desperately calling Bruno’s name, I heard Lavanya weeping while screaming Dracula’s name, I heard Alpha Vargus’s yells and finally, I heard Clara weeping.“I’m tired of fighting,” I murmured cuddling myself tightly.I heard a loud bang on my door, “Melonie…” Clara screamed, “You have to help us, Alastor is here for Ashera.”I jingled my head, “No, I won’t fight anymore,” I whispered to m
🥀 OTHELLO’S POV 🥀I was restless. Ever since Arwan became a god, I realized things could change at any moment. Anyone could just fall and die, and nobody knew when.The whole fight taught me, that anything can happen anytime, especially when you least expected it. Tragedy doesn’t knock.How I wish I could hide everyone I love in an underground somewhere until all these tragedies pass away. But sometimes, there’s nowhere to hide in this spaceless world.Just like when we lost everyone in our realm, Mrs. Hunter died, when Queen Manon died… I can’t just shake off the feeling that I might be next or maybe even worse, my lover. If Bruno dies, I’m automatically dead.I inhaled anxiously.“Othello,” Bruno called from the entrance of the door, “I’ve been watching you for hours, what are you thinking of?”“Oh it’s – it’s nothing,” I stammered.“I feel the same way too, I can’t help but think of negative things,” he blurted out truthfully, “But everything is going to be fine.”“Bruno, why are
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀We sat in the hall, surrounded by the familiar comforts of home, but the atmosphere was heavy with sadness. Every single member of the family was struggling to come to terms with whatever damn scene was going on.Bruno's eyes cast downward, his shoulders slumped in defeat. Othello sat beside him, his eyes red from crying. He had been struggling to accept that Arwan was now a dragon, a god.Arlo and Clara sat on the floor, their faces sombre. Our usual warmth and laughter were replaced with an uncomfortable silence. No one knew how to lift the gloom that had settled over us. We all felt lost and alone, each struggling to cope with our sorrows.As the evening wore on, the sadness seemed to deepen, filling every corner of the room.I was a shadow of myself, even my shadow was hopeless. For a fact, I was far more dead than the Arwan in question. My eyes, red and puffy from the emotional release, felt heavy and tired.The sobs that had wracked my body had finally sub
🥀 MELONIE’S POV 🥀Beaten, battered, wounded, half dead, that was the condition of everyone fighting the demons that refused to die or reduce, the harder they fought, the more complicated things got.Alastor froze in one spot as Arwan snatched Ashera from him, and I stood there, devastated.Everywhere went dark, and the loud sound of thunder pierced the realm.The moon cast its silvery glow over the realm, and Arwan stood at the centre of it all.As the dark clouds gathered, a faint whisper of wind began to stir around him. The air was alive with electricity, and the wind howled with a voice that was both fierce and beautiful. It whipped his hair into a frenzy; his clothes were torn and buffeted, threatening to rip from his body at any moment.Suddenly, a brilliant flash of lightning illuminated the sky, the sound that followed was like nothing else in nature, another deafening, earth-shaking crash of thunder that seemed to shake the very foundations of the earth.Arwan’s body began