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Chapter: 88 ******* SOMEWHERE IN DRAKENSHIRE… THIRD PERSON POV: In a quiet hospital room, the sterile scent of antiseptic filled the air, mingling with the faint sound of monitors beeping steadily. The room was dimly lit, with soft overhead lights casting a gentle glow over the scene. On one side, a large window allowed a sliver of sunlight to filter in, illuminating dust motes dancing in the air. The walls were painted a calming shade of blue, and adorned with a few abstract paintings that did little to distract from the clinical environment. In the center of the room lay a man, a figure with the pallor of someone who hadn't seen the sun in years. His body was covered with a thin blanket, and multiple tubes snaked from his arms and face, connecting him to various machines. A ventilator hummed softly beside him, its rhythmic whoosh filling the silence as it forced air into his lungs. The heart monitor beeped steadily, displaying a consistent, yet weak, line on its screen.
Chapter: 89 ****** THIRD PERSON: As Evelyn stepped out of the sleek glass doors of Helios Pharmaceutical, her heart raced with a mix of excitement and anxiety. Waiting for her was a black luxury car, the driver standing by the door with a warm smile. “Good afternoon, Dr. Hart,” the driver greeted, his voice cheerful. “It’s a beautiful day for good news, isn’t it?” “It certainly is,” she replied, her voice bubbling with joy as she slid into the back seat. “Let’s go to the hospital, please.” The driver nodded, pulling out into the bustling city traffic. As they drove, Evelyn quickly dialed her nanny, her fingers trembling slightly. “Yes, Helen. Please bring the kids to the hospital. Their father has awakened from his coma!” She paused, listening to the excited response on the other end. “Yes, I want them to see him right away. Thank you!” The anticipation bubbled within her as they approached the hospital. Her mind raced with thoughts of her husband, the man who had bui
Chapter: 90 ***** TALON:DREAM-LIKE MEMORIES. After a few minutes, Vale turned off the water and dried his hands. He leaned against the table, a playful smirk dancing on his lips. “Alright, I think we’ve done enough work for now. How about we have a little fun?” “Fun? What do you have in mind?” I asked, my curiosity piqued. He leaned in closer, mischief glinting in his eye. “How about a game? We could play some music together or maybe even a round of charades.” “Charades? You’re on,” I laughed, suddenly enthusiastic. I used to enjoy that game with my friends when we were all together. I really missed those guys, which brought me to another nagging question. Now that Vale had returned, did that mean I could visit my friends, stay away from RiverBay, and not fear for his safety? I decided not to voice that question, instead focusing on the game. “But fair warning—I might not be as good at acting as I am at singing.” Vale chuckled, his laughter filling the room. “I woul
Chapter: 91 ****** TALON: As we talked about our dreams for the future, I felt the weight of uncertainty lift. There was something undeniably powerful about sharing these aspirations with Vale, about envisioning a life built on love and resilience. We spent the next hour dreaming up plans, mapping out our garden, and even brainstorming names for our ridiculous future charades club. The laughter and excitement enveloped us like a warm embrace, and I felt a sense of peace settle in my heart. Eventually, as the evening wore on, we decided to wind down. We moved to the sofa, curling up together under a soft blanket. Vale turned on some music, the soft melodies filling the space and creating a serene atmosphere. I rested my head on his shoulder, feeling utterly content. “You know, I never thought I could feel this way after everything we’ve been through,” I murmured, my voice thick with emotion. Vale brushed his fingers through my hair, his touch soothing. “Life can be to
Chapter: 92 ****** VALE: Days melted into an indistinct haze as I remained locked away in our sanctuary, the outside world a mere whisper beyond my sealed door. I had used my magic to create an impenetrable barrier, a desperate decision to keep anyone from intruding on my fragile reality. I couldn’t bear the thought of anyone seeing Virgil like this, nor could I face the fake pity in their eyes. So, I wrapped myself in denial’s embrace, tending to him as if he were still alive. I spent countless hours by his side, my hands moving mechanically as I cleaned his skin, wiping away the remnants of the world that had intruded upon our blissful existence. I would hum the soft melodies he had sung for me that blissful day, my voice trembling as I poured all my love into those hollow notes. “Remember in the past, when we danced in the moonlight by the riverbank?” I would whisper, my breath hitching as I traced the contours of his face. “We’ll dance again, I promise. Just… just wake up.
Chapter: 93 ******** THIRD PERSON: Dirk's voice trembled with desperation as he confronted the Dark Elder. "Heidi, I need to end this. My son is suffering too greatly. It's been two months since that vampire’s death, and he still feels the pain. I want him to forget completely. Just tell me what I need to do, and I will do it!" The elder woman paused, her expression grave. "I’m afraid there’s nothing you can do," she replied. "What do you mean? Surely, there has to be a way to erase every trace of that vampire from his mind." "There is a possibility," Heidi said slowly, "but it hinges on the fact that Altair has once again fallen into a deep slumber." Dirk’s eyes widened in disbelief. "Asleep?" "Yes. When Talon died, Luna, your son fell into a sleep, and now the one before you is Vale, your son’s spirit wolf. You cannot simply erase a bond forged by an eternity of love with a mere spell. If Altair were awake, there might have been a chance, but with Vale, it is im
Chapter: 94 ****** THIRD PERSON: The atmosphere was charged with unease as Bryn made her way toward her Luna, the moonlight casting elongated shadows over the grounds of RiverBay Manor. She had just witnessed Altair’s descent into despair the past months, the anguish on his face mirroring her own heartache. Each day served as a stark reminder of the life that had been unjustly taken from him, and the gnawing guilt within her felt like a predatory beast, relentless in its pursuit. “Luna!” she greeted with a slight bow, her voice quivering with a blend of fury and despair. He turned, surprise flickering briefly across his features, but behind that mask lay the heavy burden of his own remorse. “What do you want, Bryn?” he replied, his tone carefully crafted to sound indifferent. Yet she saw through the thin veneer; the cracks were starting to show. “Stop pretending! You know exactly what you’ve done,” she retorted, stepping closer, her determination hardening. “You mean what
Chapter: 95 ****** VALE: The moment I opened my eyes, a blaze of bright lights overwhelmed my vision, and the familiar scent of Ethereal washed over me. Fear seized me, tightening around my heart like a vice. I realized, with mounting dread, that I had returned to the Calms. This can’t be happening. My mission was far from over, and I couldn’t accept this premature return—not like this. I pushed myself up from the soft bed, the luxurious gold and silver decor of the room stirring nausea within me. Home. But I refused to acknowledge it as home—I would not allow it. With determination, I swung open my door and stumbled into the hallway. Spirit wolves and guardians moved purposefully around me, each absorbed in their duties. My gaze darted across the rooms until it landed on the one I sought, and without hesitation, I sprinted toward it, pounding on the door with both fists. Arion emerged, looking weary, the toll of his duties evident on his face. The life of a spirit guardia