🥀 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
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀As I stood there, my mind racing with thoughts of the unknown, I couldn't shake off the feeling of dread that had settled in the pit of my stomach. The development of this child, who had been delivered a few days before, was already too advanced; he was like a year old in two days.My heart was racing, my palms were sweating, and worst-case scenarios consumed my thoughts. What if this is the worst mistake we could ever make? What if this child is nothing but sorrow? What if we die in the process? I felt anxious, scared, and overwhelmed. I just wanted to hide, to escape from the uncertainty and the fear that was gripping me. But I knew I couldn't. I had to face my fears, to push through the anxiety and find a way to make it work.I gawked at the baby in Lavanya's arms. She was scared but the fact that she was staring at the child seemed to calm her down.Arlo walked into the room, Clara rushing behind, “Why did you stop?” Clara yelled.Arlo looked back at her and sm
🥀 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