🥀MELONIE'S POV🥀I took a deep breath, feeling a surge of determination coursing through my veins."I'll do it," I said, my voice firm. "I'll face my fears, no matter what."For the first time, I felt like I could do it. I felt like I could overcome anything.“That's my girl,” Arwan stated, a smile spreading across his face.My eyes turned curious, “Are you saying — you like me?” Arwan chuckled, and I was forced to smile. Seeing him chuckle was the best achievement, and it made me feel like I should put myself in trouble again and again.He cupped my face with his palms, smiling warmly, “I'll tell you when this fight is settled.”“Okay,” I replied immediately, returning his smile.Night fell, and people of the realm were locked in a building while Arwan, Arlo and Clara stayed hidden in their arranged position, each of them stayed ready to lock and secure the door to the building.I stood there, awaiting the figure of dark walkers but none appeared. Not even one of the thousands I wa
🥀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 🥀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