122|I love you.

Davina pov.

My father always used to say that when you are close to death, your life flashes before your eyes in the form of a dream—like watching a movie. But this one shows everything: your past, your present, and the illusion of the future you long for.

The future you would do everything to have.

Maybe that explained why I was here—why they were all here.

“Haha! You should have seen her face when she thought she could land a strike on me, only to end up flat on the ground.”

I turned to my right, watching as my father laughed, clapping his hands in amusement, his eyes glistening with mischief.

“Really, Dalton? Do you have to make fun of your daughter after knocking her down?” My mother shook her head in disapproval, shooting him a glare.

“Hey, ‘knocking her down’ is a strong phrase. I was merely… training her, dear.” My father smirked before turning his gaze back to me. “Davina needs to learn how to fight and control her powers. She’s twenty-four—she needs to step up her game if she wants to take over and be Alpha.”

“Ugh, Dad! Could you stop sugarcoating it already? You told her you’d go easy on her, then proceeded to dodge all her attacks while eating a sandwich!”

My father grinned, completely unbothered. “What? A man gets hungry.”

“You literally took a bite mid-punch and still knocked her on her ass!”

“Hey! Stop complaining. I know you’re just happy that I’m training your sister instead of you,” Dad said with a smirk. Then, as if a lightbulb went off, he added, “You know what? You’re eighteen already. I think it’s about time I start training you too.”

“W-what? Of course not! I mean, haha—sorry, Dad. You’re absolutely right. Davina definitely needs to step up her game.”

I turned to look at the young man beside me amd watched as he laughed. His long blond hair fell past his face, his green eyes glistening with forced innocence.

Blond hair. Green eyes.

Sebastian?

Was he… my Sebastian?

My heart pounded violently against my ribs, a deafening rhythm in my ears. My vision blurred as I stared at him in disbelief.

He was really my Sebastian.

He looked exactly the same—except older, taller, stronger. But still… I recognized him. I knew him.

A sob crawled up my throat, and before I could stop it, warm tears slipped down my cheeks. I bit my bottom lip hard, trying to keep it together, but it was useless.

I had found my younger brother. And I couldn’t stop crying.

“Davina! Are you crying? Oh my goddess, what happened?” I heard my mother’s voice, and instantly, all eyes turned toward me, their expressions shifting to shock. But I couldn’t see anyone else right now— only Sebastian.

His gaze was fixed on me, and he  furrowed his brows in confusion and concern. This time, I took in his face completely, and I was a hundred percent sure that he was my younger brother.

He had grown so much…

“Dad! Look, you made Davina cry,” Sebastian snapped his gaze away and glared at our father.

“Dalton, how dare you make my daughter cry!” A loud smack echoed through the room, followed by my father’s unsteady voice.

“R-really? I didn’t realize I was too harsh today—”

Before he could finish, I shot up from my seat, the chair clattering behind me. I tried to run toward Sebastian, but my legs buckled beneath me, and I collapsed with a thud.

“Davina!!” Everyone screamed, but I didn’t cry from the pain— I cried from the overwhelming fear that this wasn’t real, that it was just a dream.

“Davina, are you okay? Did you hurt your legs?” Sebastian’s worried voice reached me as he tried to help me up, but instead, I raised my head and took a shaky breath, meeting his gaze.

Sebastian froze, holding my stare as I searched for something within it. My body trembled, and hesitantly, I reached up, my fingers brushing against his face.

Sebastian froze at my touch, his eyes widening as a broken sob escaped my lips.

“Y-you’re real,” I choked out. “You’re real—I can touch you.”

“D-Davina, what is wrong—”

I could feel everyone’s bewildered stares on me as I closed the distance, wrapping my arms tightly around him.

“You’re real, you’re here with me. Oh, my goddess, Sebastian, you’re here!” My voice trembled as I held him closer. “I’m so sorry. I’m sorry for everything— for not protecting everyone, for breaking my promise. I’m sorry it took me this long to find you, Sebastian.”

“I—Davina, let go of me and stop talking nonsense. Did you get drunk again?” Sebastian snapped, trying to pull away.

“Drunk?! This silly girl got drunk again,” my father sneered, stepping forward, only for my mother to hold him back. She shook her head, glancing at me with a frown.

I closed my eyes, hugging Sebastian tighter, trying to soak in his warmth. But then, I heard him mutter under his breath.

“I give up. You can choke the life out of me for all I care.”

A soft, tearful laugh escaped my lips. He always said that whenever I hugged him.

He was really Sebastian.

“I missed you… Sebastian,” I whispered, my voice barely above a breath. Darkness crept in, my vision blurring, but I fought against it, desperate to keep my eyes open just for one last glance.

Please. Just one last look.

I smiled faintly as my gaze landed on my parents. My father looked annoyed, while my mother’s face was etched with worry.

“Sebastian…” I leaned back, watching my little brother for the briefest moment. He blinked at me as I swayed, then his eyes widened in alarm as he realized I was about to collapse.

“I love you…”

“Davina!!”

Everything went black as my body slumped forward into Sebastian’s arms.