🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Silence descended, everyone I had injured stayed rooted to the ground, and the man I just brutally slaughtered, lay lifeless on the ground, his ripped-out heart still beating on my palm, dripping with blood.Suddenly, I clasped my head which was throbbing with a sharp ache. As I struggled to understand the situation, a wave of memories came flooding back to me.At first, they were fragmented and disjointed, like pieces of a puzzle that refused to fit together. But as the moments ticked by, the memories began to merge, forming a picture that made my blood run cold.I remembered the stubbornness, the determination to stop my father that had consumed me. I remembered the feeling of being unstoppable, of being above any consequences. And I remembered the terrible thing I had done.Killing and wiping out a realm that took me in, people that took me as family, people I swore to protect, I had killed them all.A wave of horror washed over me as the full weight of my actio
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀The Angel gawked at me with a look that said, “Don't regret this”. Yes, I knew I was doing something terrible, and I would definitely regret it, but I won't go on without Arwan either. If I am to fight, then I'm fighting with Arwan by my side.“Put his heart back in his chest and step away from him,” The angel commanded.With trembling hands, I quickly did as instructed and stepped away from Arwan.After a bright light that made me slam my eyes shut, the angel disappeared but Arwan was still unconscious.I ran towards him, his ripped-apart chest had mended but it left a thick scar that would never be forgotten.I stood up and walked towards the others, “Bruno,” I called out, “I'm sorry.”Othello stood in front and retorted, “Stay away from him.”“Clara,” I whispered, tears gathering in my eyes as she shivered and looked away in fear.I turned towards Arlo, his expression unfriendly and unwanted.Lavanya, her face filled with hatred, fear and anger spat, “You are no
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀We stared in stunned silence, my mind processing the words that had just been spoken. “Some weird-looking creatures, alongside the werewolves, are here… the real werewolves. They came with their alpha leading in front.” Othello said.“The werewolves?” Bruno asked to be positive and Othello nodded in acceptance, repeatedly stamping his feet anxiously.“What? Why? Where…” I blurted out, “The last time we met with werewolves, it was war.”“I don't know,” Othello retorted firmly, “But I don't think they want war this time, they look too peaceful to be wanting war. You should perhaps talk to them, Arwan.”“Why me? I have barely recovered,” I lamented.Othello glanced at me, “You lead us here, you are the ancient one. Plus – I don't want Bruno's life to be in danger.”“Huh?” I voiced, “So I lead now, but when Bruno was all bent on killing my Melonie, he boldly stood in front… Greedy people.”“Just go talk to those goddamn werewolves,” Bruno growled, “So they can leave.”“L
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀I was unable to sleep that night, all I thought about was why I suddenly dreamt about my mother and what the dream could hold.What made it even more frightening was the fact that a dream is a gift from the angels, it's very rare to dream unless on special occasions.“Is it a side effect of being brought back from the dead or does it mean something more?” I thought.I went outside my room; it was almost dawn and all that floated into my brain was that I was going to see Melonie that morning.“Not sleeping?” A voice called out behind me.I snapped my head back in shock, “Clara?” “Hey?” She responded calmly.“Why are you here? How do you feel now?” I asked, “Are you perhaps sitting here worried because we will be leaving for the werewolf's realm tomorrow?”“Oh c'mon, I've healed,” Clara retorted, “I just don't know how to face her.”“Who?” I reasoned out, “Melonie?”“Hm,” she announced, “She was my best friend but now my enemy.”I walked closer to her, “She shouldn't
🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀I froze, gawking at Melonie in confusion.She continued, “I breathe nothing but terror and pain just like the others said.”I pulled her hand, “They don't mean whatever they said, Melonie,” “Just listen to me Arwan,” she responded coldly, “If you stay with me… your life would be in danger.”“Still, I will stay.” I growled back, “I'll stay with you forever.”She pulled her hands away from mine and stepped back in panic, “I killed you Arwan. So you are dead to me!”I stood there, frozen in confusion, as I watched her talk.I felt a sting of rejection, a pang of hurt, as I realised I'd been ditched. Again. I thought we had something, a connection, a friendship. But I guess I was wrong.I replayed the conversation, wondering where I'd gone wrong. Had I said something to offend her? Had I done something to upset her? But the more I thought about it, the more I realized it wasn't me. She chose to leave, to abandon our plans, to ignore me.I felt a wave of anger wash over
🥀 CLARA'S POV 🥀I could swear life meant to hurt me, with the way every good thing and happiness kept elapsing in my world.Day by day life became war and horror that made me barely want to be in the world.Nothing was fun in my life, I have no reason to be alive, nothing to fight for.I was just there, dragged into a fight that I know nothing about, elbowed into heartbreak and destruction as if that was all I was born for.I stamped my feet on the ground like a lost child, “Just why?” I thought.All I could think about was how rude, shameless and annoying life had gotten and I barely noticed the shadow lurking around, and when I did, it startled the already frustrated life out of me.My twin sister stood there, with tear-filled face gawking at me, “Clara…” she murmured.“Cassandra,” I called back dragging my feet forward, “No... no… no, tell me it's not true. Fucking tell me I'm not hallucinating.”I never knew my parents, when I grew up, I was told that my twin sister and myself w
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀Sadness swallowed me as Arwan walked away in pain, I had learnt how to control my mind so he wouldn't hear whatever it was that I was thinking.I slammed my eyes shut and inhaled sharply, there was too much pain and sorrow that I caused.I stepped into the main hall and my senses were overwhelmed.Alpha Vargus ran towards me, “We have a serious problem.”I nodded in understanding, I felt it, “What is happening?”“Resurrected beings are in,” he announced, breathing heavily, “They came for the family they have here.”I dragged air into my lungs, “Stop them!” I yelled, “All dead and resurrected beings have been corrupted. They are no longer the family they once knew. They are here to kill them.”Alpha Vargus stood rooted to a spot, “What are you waiting for?” I yelled, “Everyone with a dead family is in danger as we speak.”Promptly, he transformed into a werewolf and stormed away.My eyes widened in horror as a memory of Mrs. Hunter came rushing in, “Arwan…”I launch
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀You know that feeling? When you feel like you are the cause of everyone's sorrow? Yes, I feel worse than that.I feel like I am nothing but a calamity to innocent people, my emotions are empty, making me feel like a walking corpse.I glanced around, and I noted thousands of people I inflicted pain on, just by being born — and yet, the battle is only beginning.I dragged my heavy feet towards the lake nearby and went deep into it with clothes on.Sinking deep into it in an attempt to kill myself. At that moment, it felt like the right thing to do, killing myself to save people from soon-to-come problems caused by me.Thirty minutes deep in the lake, I began to swallow a lot of water because I could hardly hold my breath and slowly consciousness was knocking out of my body when I heard Arwan's voice echoing repeatedly, “Melonie…”I didn't stop, actually, it fueled my desire to die; because I didn't want to hurt him.**🥀**🥀 ARWAN'S POV 🥀I jumped into the lake, it
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀My heart skipped a beat as I felt a shiver run down my spine. Finally, the person I was warned about had decided to show up, the evil side of me that feeds on nothing but destruction.He was taller than I had expected, with piercing eyes that seemed to bore into my soul. His smile was charming, but it didn't quite reach his eyes, leaving me with a sense of unease.I felt a surge of adrenaline as I stood frozen, unsure of what to do next. Part of me wanted to turn and run, to get as far away from him as possible. But another part of me was curious, wanting to know more about this being who had sparked so much fear and fascination.As I stood there, he began to move towards me, his eyes never leaving mine. I felt a sense of trepidation, unsure of what to expect. Was he going to hurt me, or was he just going to try and charm me?I took a deep breath and stood my ground, trying to appear braver than I felt. As he approached me, I could feel my heart pounding in my ches
🥀 MELONIE'S POV 🥀I stood frozen, my ears ringing with the crazy words I heard but was trying to unhear.The room around me seemed to fade away, and all that was left was the sound of my own heartbeat, pounding in my chest like a drum.The words themselves seemed to echo through my mind, a cruel and heartless refrain that I couldn't shake. "I buried him." "He's better off dead." "That's what's best for all of us."All the air was knocked out of me. My lungs burned, and my eyes stung with tears that I couldn't hold back.I tried to speak, to ask for clarification or to plead for a different outcome. But my voice was caught in my throat, and all that came out was a strangled sob.I felt like my world had been shattered, like everything I thought I knew had been turned upside down. I was left standing amidst the wreckage, trying to make sense of the ruins.As the reality of the situation began to sink in, I felt a wave of grief wash over me. It was a heavy, crushing weight that consume
🥀 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
🥀 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 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
🥀 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 🥀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 🥀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
🥀 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