🥀 CLARA’S POV 🥀I was nervous. In a few hours, I'll be married… or not. It depends.Melonie walked towards me, “Everything for the wedding is ready, are you sure about this?”“What do I say?” I murmured, “I can't keep clinging onto Arlo forever… I'll be fine. Alpha Vargus is a nice guy, I'll fall for him in the process.”“You can't be so sure. I think you would be head over heels in love with him by now if that was possible,” She pointed out.“Hmm, life Doesn't always go the way we want it to. In my next life, I want to be a spoon. That way I'll be able to taste delicious foods without having to feel any pain.” I retorted.Out of nowhere, Alpha Vargus walked in with an extremely handsome man walking behind him.The man stood tall, his commanding presence drawing attention from everyone around him. His chiselled features were perfectly proportioned, with high cheekbones, a strong jawline, and a small, pointed chin.His eyes were a deep, piercing blue, fringed with thick lashes that a
🥀 CLARA’S POV 🥀 I burst through the door, my heart racing with sadness or maybe anxiety, I couldn’t quite tell. But whatever it was, it pushed me forward, my feet moving swiftly as I rushed down the hallway.I didn’t bother acknowledging anyone or anything around me. My sole focus was on reaching the sanctuary of my room, where I needed to hide from everyone and their prying eyes.As I approached my door, I could feel my breath coming in short gasps. My hand grasped the doorknob, and I flung the door open, slipping inside promptly.The door slammed shut behind me, and I leaned against it, trying to catch my breath.“Why would Melonie ask me such a stupid question in such a time like this? Is she so eager to make fun of me?” I cursed, biting my lower lip.I wrapped my arms around myself, holding myself tightly like I was embracing a loved one.My hand grasped my shoulders, and I squeezed gently, offering myself a comforting hug.“I hate this! I hate it so much,” I whispered sadly.S
🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀I stood before him, my words trembling on my lips. I knew what I was about to say would shatter his world, and crush the love and trust he had placed in me.As I looked into his eyes, I saw the innocence, the vulnerability, and the adoration that shone brightly within them. And I knew that I was about to extinguish that light, to snuff out the flame of love that had burned so brightly.I took a deep breath, steeling myself for the pain I was about to inflict. "I'm sorry," I whispered, the words feeling like ash in my mouth. "I'm too in love with Arlo, I can't love you back… ever."The words hung in the air like a challenge, a cruel and heartless declaration that left him reeling. I watched in horror as his face crumpled, as the tears began to flow, and as his world came crashing down around him.He looked at me with eyes that were filled with shock, with pain, and with betrayal. "How could you?" he whispered, his voice trembling with anguish. "How could you do this t
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I stood frozen, my ears ringing with the words that had just been spoken. It was as if time had stopped, and all that existed was the shock and disbelief that coursed through my veins.“What do you mean… pregnant Lavanya?” I blurted out, breaking the silence.“What do you mean? What do I mean?” Lavanya responded, “I've seen a lot of pregnant women… you are one of them, look at your baby bump.”“Exactly,” Arwan retorted, “There shouldn't be a bump yet. She's literally a day pregnant.”“It's growing so fast, every minute,” Clara blurted out.“Is that okay?” I asked fearfully, “Is this how fast a baby grows in your world? I mean, for humans… It's nine months.”“Of Course, it's not okay… you are the dragon wolf, and Arwan is a fucking ancient lycanthropic dragon,” Bruno interrupted, “That seems very abnormal… just like you, it shouldn't be born.”“It?” I whispered.“Melonie, calm down,” Lavanya muttered. It's nine months in our world, too… I don't know why it's growing
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀A rush of cold spread through my body, I stared at Arwan in disbelief.“How could you…” I paused, trying to react appropriately.I was dazed, confused and disoriented.“Why are you doing this Arwan?” I calmly asked, “Why did you bring that witch?”“I won't stand by and watch that thing kill you,” Arwan blurted out.“Child!” Clara corrected.“Shut up Clara!” Arwan menacingly muttered.“I already told you, I'm not getting rid of my daughter. When she's born, I'll name her Ariel or Agatha,” I calmly announced, “Even if I'm no more, you'll have her by your side.”“You must be delusional to think that I'll love that thing if it kills you,” Arwan retorted, “I'll leave you with the witch, and by the time I come back… I hope that thing is gone.”Arwan stormed out of the room, and I gawked at the witch.“Leave!” I commanded.“Melonie, listen to me,” she started. I regret everything I did in the past. I was only trying to find a means to protect myself. That's why I didn't c
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Several herbs were brought to me, I was barely breathing – I was in a worse state than I have ever been, since my birth; but still I couldn't eat.“Did the child break her ribs?” Clara asked in fear.“The child is way too powerful for her system,” the witch announced. First, we need to find a way to feed her.”At the mention of food, I began to throw up, but there was nothing in my tummy to vomit, so it was extremely painful, I just kept screaming and crying.“I don't think the child wants food,” the witch reasoned out.“If not food, then what the hell does she want?” Arwan barked.“Blood… human blood,” Bruno announced.“Hell no! I'm not in for this,” Arwan snarled.“No wayyyyy…” Lavanya gasped.“We don't know that yet, Arwan. Let's just give it a try,” Clara added.“Human blood??? Blood??? What is it? A vampire?” Arwan yelled back.“No, she's not a vampire and we are just giving it a try,” the witch retorted.Arwan walked closer to the witch, “Well the answer is n
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I felt more alive, it was as if blood was the medicine I should have taken since the beginning of my horrifying pregnancy. I looked down at the empty bowls of blood on the ground. I could tell that such an amount of blood didn’t come from one or two people, it definitely came from tons of people and lives.They say blood is the life force that flows through mortal veins and the essence of life itself, so why blood? I looked at my growing belly, my hunger and thirst did not stop, but I wasn’t hungry for food or water, I was hungry for blood. The same thing that disgusted me, but somehow, I was enjoying it.It did disgust me, but it didn’t disgust the child I was carrying.“Should I really give birth to this child?” I thought, “What if I’m making a mistake because I don’t want my daughter dead? What if I’m protecting this child because of the fact that I’m the one carrying it?I reached for another bowl of blood, gulped it down without thinking twice, and felt even
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀The room fell silent as our eyes fixed on the unbelievable sight before us. Gasps and whispers filled the air as we all struggled to comprehend what we were seeing.The baby seemed to defy explanation, a mesmerising sight that drew in every gaze like a magnet. It was as if time itself had frozen, leaving only stunned silence and awestruck stares.My mouth hung open, and my face was pale with wonder. Lavanya's eyes were wide with excitement, and her pupils dilated as she took in every detail.Clara looked like she was about to faint, her legs trembling beneath her as she struggled to remain upright.“I'll take the child and clean him up,” Lavanya blurted out, stretching her arms.I gawked at her, “Be careful Lavanya.”“Oh c'mon,” she snapped back, “He's just a cute little baby.”“That eats flesh and blood,” Alpha Vargus added, causing Lavanya to roll her eyes.“Wh -why does he look like… an angel?” Clara muttered.I looked at Melonie, she was unconscious. The witch no
🥀 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