🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I slowly opened my eyes to adjust to the bright light shining in the room. I wasn't dead because they chose to save me.I can't believe I am digging their grave and they are worried about my fingers getting hurt.A knock on the door sounded, and I quickly sat up to receive the visitor. “Come in,” I said.Clara walked in with a reluctant look on her face, “Is this a good time?”“Every time is a great time to talk to you Clara,” I murmured truthfully, “I missed you.”Clara walked closer, sitting beside me, “I'm sorry Melonie.”“For what?” I growled.“For everything,” She explained, “I should have understood you better.”“I did worse Clara,” I responded calmly, “I did a lot of terrible things to you all. I'm sorrier.”Clara pulled me into a hug, “Don't worry about it, it's all in the past now.”A warm smile spread across my cheeks, “I missed you, Clara.”“I missed you too bestie,” she retorted, “Do your right cheek hurt from the thunderous slap I gave you earlier?”“S
🥀 OTHELLO'S POV 🥀I gawked at Bruno with mixed emotions, “I'm scared,” I blurted out.He stared back at me, “What exactly are you scared of?”I went silent for a while, “I'm scared that one day, I'll make a mistake and you will hate me too.”His face turned serious, “I can never hate you, Othello. No matter what you do.”“Why do you hate Melonie?” I asked curiously.A weird smile appeared on his face, “I don't hate her for myself, my life has never been easy… so I'm used to it.” Bruno stated, “I hate her because she's making your life hard and that's very big for me to handle.”“But I'm fine,” I snapped back, “So you actually hate her because of me?”“Hmm,” he responded calmly, “I'm sure you are fine, but I'm not.”I ran my shaky hands through my head, nerves almost wrecking me as I watched Bruno scrutinize me. “Ummm, so…" I trailed off, unsure of what to say. Bruno stalked towards me, a dangerously mischievous smile on his face. “So what?" He repeated the smirk etched on his face
🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀I sat down with puffy eyes from enough crying from being rejected, “Fuck! It happened again,” I murmured bitterly.A knock sounded on the door and without answering, a head popped in, “Hey Clara.”“Alpha Vargus,” I responded in surprise, “You know my name all these while?”A smile appeared on his face, “Like the back of my hands Angel.”I gawked at him, “What do you want, Alpha?”“You,” he blurted out, “I've been noticing you even before you came to my pack Clara.”I sat there stunned, who knew someone could find me attractive, “So?”“Be my mate Clara.” He announced.I sat frozen. He was so straightforward: “Can I—can I think about it?” “Yes honey, take your time,” he muttered with a soft gaze, “I'll be waiting.”I nodded my head and after a peck on my forehead, he left.He was so cute, loving, manly and romantic. The only difference was that my heart was stubborn with Arlo, that annoying man.I stepped out to find everyone out training, “Clara… you look like you we
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀The thunderous sound of an emergency bell got me flying up from bed.“Arwan,” I called out, “Something is wrong.”“I heard,” he retorted, “C'mon let's go.”We flew up from bed and down the main hall where everyone was already gathered.“What's going on?” Arwan asked Alpha Vargus.“Something or someone crossed our barrier.” Alpha Vargus announced, “That's what triggered the alarm.”“Okay, so what the Fuck is it?” Bruno asked impatiently.“Bruno…” I calmly called.“Don't you dare call my name Melonie,” he snapped back.I gawked at him with paused lips and a defeated face while Othello calmed him down.“That's it. I don't know what it is,” Alpha Vargus stated truthfully.“What do you mean you don't know?” Bruno yelled out.“I need volunteers to go out and inspect the area,” Alpha Vargus declared, “In the meantime, I've gathered the people and they are safe right now.”“I'll go check,” I blurted out.“No, you won't,” Arwan growled, “You don't even know what it is yet.”
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I stood there, everything seemed to be moving in slow motion.The bones launched towards me fearlessly and instead of fighting back, I dropped my hands.“Melonie!!!” I could hear Arwan screaming, but it was too late, I didn't want to fight back and they were just an inch away.I slammed my eyes shut, awaiting their blow when I felt someone fighting beside me.My eyes popped open and I was stunned by the person In Front of me fighting for me, “Bruno…” I called out, “Why are you?”“You need to be alive so I can kill you myself,” He retorted coldly.A small smile cropped at the corner of my lips, “I've always known you like me.”“Don't be delusional,” he snapped back, “These bones are no longer the people you know, they are being controlled by something even more dangerous, so pick your freaking hands up and fight back.”I felt like my strength came back from wherever it went.My eyes turned yellow, my claws pooped out and fire surrounded me as I proceeded to attack.
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Bruno sent me a threatening gaze, “Get up Melonie… we need to check up on the others, if we go too late, we might lose them and it would be your fault.”At the mention of losing them, I jumped up, but I could still feel my body ache, “Bruno, what are you?”He glanced at me confusedly, “What do you mean? I'm a Lycanthropic dragon.”I jingled my head in refusal, “No you are not.” I argued. “Arwan is an ancient lycanthropic dragon and he's exhausted. So what the hell are you?”“I already told you Melonie, so stop being nosy, it's annoying,” Bruno snapped back, “This is just luck.”“Nah…” I retorted, “You are a suspect Bruno – I mean, I'm a dragon wolf, the strongest being in the universe and I'm fucking tired after such a toxic fight.”“Lazy idiot!” Bruno growled, “You simply need more training.”We got to where Alpha Vargus and Clara were supposed to be, and my heart skipped a beat when I found Clara lying severely wounded on the ground.“Clara,” I murmured, running
🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀My heart felt like it had been shattered into a million pieces, each one piercing my soul like a shard of glass. The pain was overwhelming, a crushing weight that threatened to consume me.I felt empty, and hollow, like a part of me had been ripped away. Every breath I took felt like a struggle, every beat of my heart a reminder that the person I love would never love me back.My heart was broken, extremely broken, and I didn't know how to put it back together again. All I could do was hold on to the fragments, and hope that someday, somehow, I would find a way to heal.Rather than going to Alpha Vargus's room, I went to Melonie.“Hey,” Melonie called out, “You good?”I went straight to the bed to rest, slamming my eyes shut.“Why aren't you with Alpha Vargus?” Melonie asked curiously.“I don't want to be with any of them right now,’’ I retorted. “Arlo or Alpha Vargus. Although I'd prefer to stay with Arlo… he doesn't want me.”“Take a rest baby,” Melonie calmly advi
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀My voice caught in my throat, refusing to escape. I tried to speak, but the words got stuck, frozen in fear. My mouth opened, but only silence came out.I felt like I was drowning in my anxiety, unable to find the courage to utter a single word. My heart was racing, my palms sweating, and I was paralyzed by fear.The words swirled in my mind, a jumbled mess of thoughts and emotions, but I couldn't bring myself to give them a voice.My lips trembled, and my chin quivered, as I struggled to find the strength to speak.“Wh – what — what just happened,” I stammered.I slowly glanced at everyone, they looked terrified, maybe more than I am.“Okay — I agree, something is not right,” Lavanya muttered.“What kind of tornado is that?” Queen Manon voiced, “I could swear I saw fire in it.”“That wasn't just a tornado,” Bruno stated, “That was a person. She's called darkness, and she came from hell.”I bit my lower lips, “What???”“How did you — how do you know all this Bruno?
🥀 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