MIALL'S POV BEFORE MIALL WOKE UP "Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!" Orion ranted as he walked up and down. "Fuck!" He screamed into the bright open room. I sat down quietly and watched as he took out all of his frustrations by kicking the air or swearing it out, things that he would never do in front of Amanah. "You don't fucking listen," he directed to me as he stared at me from the corner of his eyes. "This is the last fucking place I'd rather be!" He shouted and gave the room middle fingers. "Where are we?" I asked him and he groaned sitting down next to me, he wore a suit and didn't look as half bad as he normally does. "We've been summoned by the Gods," he replied as he fixed my jacket. "Don't say a word," he said sternly and I raised my eyebrows. "You will do all the talking?" I asked amusedly, after all, he's the one that was fighting with the room just now. "Yes, because you are a fucking idiot. Just follow my lead and then we'll be out here quickly and back to Amanah," he took
I groaned as I opened my eyes, rubbing my forehead. What the hell happened? "Oh, you're awake?" The woman who looked like Amanah knelt next to me; she was dressed in a black and white cloak vintage dress. She had a small bowl next to her filled with water. "You were out for quite some time," she softly said as she reached toward my face. I grabbed her hand, stopping her and she stared at me, surprised. "What are you doing here, Amanah, and where's Orion?" I asked, and her eyes stared into mine, confused. "I'm sorry, sir, but I am not Amanah. You passed out in the woods last night, you had quite the fever, but it's gone down now," she reached for my forehead and pulled the damp cloth. "If you're feeling okay now, you can leave my cottage," she pointed to the door as she got up with her bowl and left the cottage. "Where is Orion?" I whispered to myself as I got up. I felt a little woozy but quickly regained my balance. Leaving her tiny cottage, I opened the door and I wasn't ready fo
Naja had disappeared into thin air after she said this trial would be fun. I was still confused about what was happening. In the previous trial, it felt like I was going through Orion's memories just to find myself standing at a door waiting for Orion to come out of his deep slumber. How we had switched positions was blurry to me, but it also felt like it made sense. That woman that Orion said was his wife Zyrah looked like Amanah, although there were a few things you could use to tell them apart. Amanah's eyes were a lighter shade of brown compared to Zyrah's. She had a beauty spot right next to her left eye. But there was still so much that was the same. The way they were so mean with their words yet kind in their actions almost convinced me they were one person. I looked at Orion and his jaw was still clenched. "Are you okay?" I asked and his left eye twitched. "Tie your stupid hair!" He bellowed and I leaned away from him, gathering my hair and tying it. "I don't get why your
Third Person P.O.V "So this is going to be pretty simple," Impa said, clapping his hands. The room was filled with fire, but it wasn't burning hot. The temperature was enough to cause discomfort to those of different nature from the alpha’s but it barely made a difference to them since they were already fired up. Coincidentally enough, they had a better understanding of each other throughout the trials they’ve gone through so far. Miall could easily feel why Orion wasn’t so fond of Impa. The proud man was loud and clearly had a huge ego. Where Miall and Orion stood looked like dried-up lava, Impa smirked as he formed a fiery rod and pointed it at Orion. "I want a duel against the god of Lycans," he said, emphasising Orion's title and Orion rolled his eyes. "A duel? Between a god and a lighter? Sure," Orion shrugged, rolling his neck; Impa's eye twitched as he stared at Orion in absolute hate. The two obviously had a knack for getting on each other's nerves. "Because I am still a g
"You guys made it through Inferno's Pit," the sun goddess said, yeah and we barely made it. "I'm so glad," she put her hands together. "You're not going to torture us, right, Ylil?" Orion asked. I was tired, felt burnt out and as if I were going to drop soon. "No, but this journey is for Miall alone," Ylil said with a stern yet sorry look. Fuck, it's my turn now? "Whatever you see in there is never real, but it reflects you. Good luck," what did she mean by that? I pray I won't have to fight with anybody or explain myself anymore. Why are all these gods so obsessed with what it is in our lives and try to use it against us? I know I'm no saint at all, but it is kinda getting old. I should apologize when we're done with this, if I really want to move on, peacefully this time, I need to apologize. "Won't you be going in?" Sun goddess asked, she looked at me with a worried smile. "Do I have a choice?" I asked and her smile grew wider. "No." The door opened wider and I walked through
Present Times After Miall had woken up, he had to stay at the hospital for an extra day to ensure his vitals were stable. Malakhi offered to stay with him, and Anin dragged me to her house. Where she made sure I ate...a lot. Not that I was complaining, but I have to say the most exciting part of staying with Anin was all the sleep I caught up on. The woman was definitely a pregnancy guru; once she put me into the perfect position to sleep, I was a goner. She put down a pillow for me to put my leg over and instructed me to sleep on my left side. I'm pretty sure I snored and farted a couple of times, but Anin did not complain. She was a bit reluctant to have me go back to Miall's house, and I understood wholeheartedly. I've been ignorant of my surroundings and gave into fantasy which has been nothing but horror, not entirely, but I've been fooling myself with the idea of things getting better...I don't know anymore. I sat in the kitchen, mindlessly stirring my cold tea. "Good morni
Why does it feel like I'm doing community service? Have I probably been arrested, and yet I never realised it? It feels like all this training is a punishment for something I did, but I can't even think of something bad. I mean, there might be a few that will fill at least five pages back to back, but it isn't extreme for me to be working like this...I thought I was supposed to be in paradise here! "Luna, luna!" One of the kids ran towards me, holding a paper against his chest. "Yes, Shawn?" I answered, leaning forward. My cheeks ached from smiling so much. Every single day it's something new, with school involved. Michael wasn't sweet about his lessons either; the closer the date drew, the more the pressure grew...lucky me. "What do you have there?" I asked, pointing to the paper, and he grinned, looking up at me. "I made a drawing of you," he said, showing me the paper. Yup, it definitely was me. Big belly and all. "Do you want to explain it to me?" I asked as I picked him up
My door opened as I cried, and something was thrown onto my lap. I looked up and saw Miall closing my door before jogging to his side. I looked down at my lap, and a paper bag sat there. Without waiting for him, I opened the bag and much to my surprise he got me the pet! Although it was a teddy dragon. My lips slowly folded into a smile before I started laughing. "Thanks," I whispered as I looked at the black dragon with strips of the gold lining around it. It was so cute, and I loved it already. It was big enough to fit my whole lap, and for me to hug it while I slept, well it wasn't like those huge lifesize bears, but it was great enough. Miall drove to his next destination and I was slowly falling asleep when he left the car this time he came back with flowers. It was a huge bouquet but I really wasn't a fan of flowers, I guess I didn't like the smell. I know I know, it's supposed to smell great, right? But for me, it honestly smelt like everything sweet just trying to smell sw