🥀MELONIE'S POV🥀He kept mute and stood up with me in his arms, carrying me like a princess to my room.I tugged at his neck, “You are not saying anything Arwan. Am I allowed to want you?”“Melonie take some rest,” Arwan whispers, “Let's talk tomorrow.”I shook my head in refusal, “I'm too curious to wait until tomorrow. You said you would tell me after the fight, it's over now Arwan and we won.”A warm smile spread across his face, “When did you become so obsessed?” “The first time we met,” I blurted out without thinking about it.He stared at me with raised brows, “You hated me the first time we met.”“That's because you dragged me out of my world to this place…” I growled, “Okay, maybe the second time.”“Do you regret it?” He suddenly asked, his eyes piercing my body.I stared at him inquiringly, “What?” “Being dragged here,” he pushed on.“I did — but not anymore,” I responded with a smile.His eyes went from my eyes to my lips and then my eyes again, “Why?”“Because you are in
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Arlo smiled and walked past me, “Where are you going?”Without looking back, he responded, “Bruno and the others came with a witch, so I'm going to pay her a visit.”“A witch?” I reasoned out. “I'm coming with you.”“Why? Did Arwan stop you from lurking around him?” Arlo asked and scoffed.I pouted dramatically, “What's the need, he doesn't like me. I'd rather be with you right now.”He stopped and stared at me, “What makes you think I like you?”I giggled out loud, “You have always liked me since we were a child. You can't even hide it.”“I see,” Arlo grinned, “Let's go.”We walked into a prison cell, where the witch was strictly confined with chains and locks.I stared at her, and a memory flashed in my mind.“I know her,” I blurted out, “She helped me accept myself when I first got here. She told me who I was and who my parents were.”Arlo gawked at me in shock, “But that is impossible.”“Well, it did happen,” I calmly responded, “Can you give us some time to ta
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀It was hours since I last saw Melonie and I was starting to get worried.“Did she get too jealous and run away?” I muttered, doubtfully.I ran towards her room, but it was empty, my heart began to rise and fall in panic and suddenly, Arlo ran towards me, “Melonie is missing,” he announced, “She disappeared with the witch.”My ears stretched, “What! How can you be so careless?” I yelled angrily, “Get everyone here.”Soon, Arlo came back along with Bruno, Othello, Clara and Lavanya.“What's going on?” Bruno asked curiously.“The dragon wolf is missing,” I blurted out firmly.Everyone stared at me, “How did that happen?” Clara yelled out worriedly.“She disappeared alongside the witch,” Arlo responded.“So what are we doing here?” Clara growled, “My friend is missing and we are still here?”“We need to calm down and understand the situation first,” Lavanya interrupted.Clara snapped back at her, “Understand what? Let's start searching for Melonie immediately.”“I think
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀My transformation was calmly activated, and I felt even better and stronger, probably because of the kiss. Does he know? Is he aware he is my activator?I stared at those who came along with Arwan, they looked stunned, especially Arlo, he looked lifeless and pale.“Let's go,” Arwan stated softly, pulling my hand.“No,” I responded in refusal, “there's something I want to do.”“The witch ran away, and you already killed the werewolf,” Arwan announced. “What else do you want to do?”“You can come out now,” I yelled into the void, and the young girl walked out.Her tiny voice rang out, “What happened to Mama?”I shook my head, “She's not your mama alright, that's a wicked witch trying to make you a weapon. You cannot be like her.”She nodded in understanding, “My name is Gemma. I won't be like her. Can I go with you?”I stared at Arwan, waiting for answers and he nodded. I smiled, “Yes, you can come with me.”She jumped in excitement, “So you will be my mama now?”I l
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀As I watched Lavanya laugh and chat with ease with Arwan, a pang of jealousy shot through my chest. It was a feeling I wasn't proud of, but couldn't seem to shake it off.She was everything I wanted to be - confident, charismatic, and carefree. Her smile could light up a room, and her presence seemed to draw people to her like a magnet.I, on the other hand, felt like I was stuck in the shadows. I was always the one observing from the sidelines, never quite sure how to insert myself into the conversation.I walked towards Arwan, staring at Lavanya who stood beside Arwan clutching at his arm in the most threatening way possible.I parted my lips, “Where did you go with her?”My gaze fell on his lips, and memories of what happened in the witch's realm flooded back in.I shook my head, in an attempt to deactivate that feeling.“I simply went to inspect the building with Lavanya,” Arwan responded calmly, walking past me.I pulled him back, “We need to talk, Arwan.”“Ok
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀Sometimes all you need is a little love, I stared at Melonie as she happily bounced into the garden with every confidence she's got.“Arwan likes me! He said he likes me! He likes me! He's mine now! Doesn't this mean we are in a relationship now? Who's Lavanya? He's all mine!” she thought, grinning.I chuckled, it was childish and cute, if only she knew I heard her thoughts.She ran towards me, “Arwan,” she called out, with red cheeks.“Hmm,” I responded, smiling back.“You said you liked me yesterday,” she said, “Is it true?”A chortle escaped my lips, “Yes,” I murmured.“Okay… say it,” she pushed.“I love you, Melonie,” I whispered.“Louder, I can't hear you,” she retorted, holding her ears.“I love you Melonie Aeron,” I yelled out.Arlo gawked at us, rolled his eyes and walked away, Lavanya also followed, pouting.“Then kiss me,” Melonie blurted out.I snapped at her, “huh?”“Hurry,” she yelled with a frown.“Okay… look away!” I pleaded, “It's getting embarrassing
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Everyone gawked at me with a serious face, “Did you have a dream?” Bruno asked.“No,” I lied, “Not really… I just got paranoid.”“It's important you tell us if you do Melonie,” Othello advised, “So we can think ahead.”“I really didn't,” I whispered, “What was that noise about?” I asked, gawking at Arwan.“I looked it up,” Arwan announced, “It was an angel crying for help. This is very rare; I'm privileged to experience it once all my life.”“Who the heck would have done this?” Bruno murmured. "For an angel to cry for help, it's something very serious."“An angel was locked and is desperately crying for help,” Arwan stated, “Angels seem to be connected to you Melonie.”“Why?” I asked curiously.“Because you are pure,” Arlo responded calmly.“If an Angel is crying to me for help, Doesn’t that mean I'm supposed to help?” I reasoned out.“Perhaps,” Othello said shortly.“Then why did it affect you?” I asked, ogling at Arwan. “I saw you fall to the ground and covered y
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀In one instance, I was surrounded by Apex predators, I attempted to attack, to burn them all, including the bastard that called himself my father. Why is it that the fathers always have problems? My proclaimed father stood there, gawking at me with a satisfied face, “You can't fight back now, by the time you will be able to activate on your own… you won't even remember the man you claim to love.”“What are you waiting for? Kill me now. I heard you want me dead,” I roared fearlessly.He shook his head and smiled, “No Melonie, you and the people around you misunderstood. They misled you and made you believe that I wanted you dead. And I shall punish them for misleading my daughter. I only wanted the best for you.”“Don't you dare lay a finger on them,” I growled back.“I won't – you will. You will destroy the place you call home with your own hands.” He declared with a satisfied laugh.My eyes were filled with disgust, “There’s nothing you would do that would make m
🥀 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
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I looked down at my hand in horror as I saw the bright red blood oozing out of the cut. It was a deep gash, one that seemed to stretch across my palm like a jagged smile.I looked at Arwan; there was a sorry expression on his face, but he was still determined to drag Alastor out.He raised his sword again and aimed it at me, but this time Alastor stopped the attack.“I knew you'd come,” Arwan growled.Alastor looked at me and pushed me behind him in an attempt to protect me, and I slowly bit my lips in sadness.“I told you never to lay your hands on her,” Alastor snarled and launched towards Arwan.“Arwan, no, you can't fight him!” I screamed.I stood frozen in horror, my eyes fixed on the unimaginable scene unfolding before me. Arwan, Bruno, Alpha Vargus, Lavanya, Clara, Arlo, Dracula, and Othello are all being cut down by the relentless onslaught of the enemy.No matter how hard they fought, the demons weren't dying but multiplying.The sounds of war filled the a
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀It was a quiet, gloomy morning. It was like we were mourning something we had yet to lose.Arwan stood in front, “I'm sure every one of us is aware of the gravity of this fight. We may lose someone we love, but I really hope we don't lose anyone precious to us… again.”I glanced around: Bruno held Othello's hand tightly, Clara held Arlo's, Dracula stared at Lavanya, Alpha Vargus stared into the void, and Arwan stared at me.“All our lives, we have always been fighting. At some point, I wished for peace, but we never got what we wished for. Once this fight is over, everything should be back to the way it used to be, and I hope every one of us will be here to experience that peace that we have all wanted,” Arwan announced. “I can see the fear no matter how hard you all are trying to hide it, I understand… we are fighting something very powerful, but we are stronger together.”“We are ready to stand and fight Arwan,” Bruno declared.“I'm not ready,” Clara whispered, “
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I dragged myself up from the bed, I looked outside and realised it was already very dark.Alastor must have slept off by now, I waited and gave him enough time to fall asleep so I could fulfil my Terrible mission.“I'm going to kill him,” I whispered, holding my breath, “It's the right thing to do.”I walked out of my room, twisted the doorknob to Alastor's room and carefully tiptoed into his room.He was sleeping beautifully, and I tiptoed to his bedside.I glanced at the sword where he kept it, and I slowly picked it up.I pointed the sword towards his chest, supporting one arm with the other.I stood there with my eyes fixed on Alastor. The weight of the moment was crushing me, making it hard to breathe. I felt like I was drowning in a sea of emotions, unable to escape the pain that was gripping my heart.As I looked at him, I felt a lump forming in my throat. My eyes began to sting, and before I knew it, tears were streaming down my face. I was crying bitterly,
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I couldn't believe I was fighting my own mother, but she didn't hesitate either.She had a smirk on her face that said, “Bring it on.”Her attacks and defences made me realise she was indeed ready to kill me.“Are you really my mother?” I couldn't help but ask in the middle of the fight.She smiled, “Unfortunately, yes. I'm the thing that gave birth to you.”I bit my lower lips as I fought back the tears that were threatening to leak.She took that as an opportunity to strike and sliced my right arm open with her claws.“Arrgg,” I winced in pain, “Mother, why? I thought about a thousand ways meeting you would be… but I never thought about a fight.”“Well, I did,” she retorted, “I couldn't get my mind off meeting you and killing you.”I looked at Alastor. The pain in my arm affected him and got his attention. “Melonie, you are hurt,” he yelled.“You mean We,” I whispered, biting my lip.Warrick also took that as an advantage and struck Alastor hard in the gut.I yel
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀My eyes, ears, and legs were alarmed. If something terrible was going to happen, I wanted to be the first to know.“Alastor where are we going?” I whispered anxiously.Without looking back he responded, “Shh. Just follow me, Melonie, trust me.”We were in a dark, cold, and scary forest. I felt like we were lost, but no matter how hard I asked, he would tell me to just follow him.“Are you sure you know where Warrick is?” I couldn't help but ask.“Melonieeeee,” he growled and I slammed my lips shut.“Whoops! Sorry!”Finally, we got to a cave and he directed us to walk in. I followed behind and we got into the dark cave with a terrifying smell.“Jeez, what in the heck smells like this?” I voiced.Alastor looked back with a smirk, “Animal blood. It's a lot of them, Warrick kills wild animals like mosquitoes. That's a sign he's close by.”We finally got to the end of the cave, but it was empty.“Is this it?” I asked breathing heavily. “Are you sure he didn't leave this
🥀 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
🥀 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