Destined mate

Luxian’s POV It had been four days since Mr. Wilson died, and I hadn’t heard a single word about it. It was as if he never existed. I asked Ken. I asked others. But no one knew who I was talking about. That alone was suspicious. “Who was that man?” I sighed, dragging myself out of bed. I walked to the bathroom and splashed cold water on my face. Suddenly, I heard a piercing noise. I covered my ears, shutting my eyes tightly, praying the pain would stop. When I opened them… I wasn’t in the bathroom anymore. I was in the forest. The one from my dreams. “What the hell?” I muttered, slowly walking down the cleared path. Ahead of me stood the same couple I always saw—hands clasped, whispering softly. But this time, no one was chasing them. I hid behind a tree and watched. “You’re not safe with me,” the man said, voice trembling. “You need to stay away. I can’t protect you anymore.” “Don’t say that,” the girl cried. “I love you. That’s a

Luxian POV I saw my dad standing at the door, talking to someone. Then he turned to me with a smile. “Lu, someone’s here to see you. He says he’s from the office.” He walked off toward the dining room, casually adding, “You can tell him to join us for breakfast.” I walked to the door, wondering who it could possibly be— Then my heart skipped a beat. Damien. He was standing there, casually leaning against the frame like a damn model. “S-Sir… wh-what are you doing here?” I stammered. He smirked wickedly. “Won’t you invite me in for a meal?” “But—” He didn’t let me finish. He just pushed past me and walked inside like he owned the place. I stood frozen, staring after him, clenching my fists. I seriously wanted to strangle him. He sat down across from my dad, smiling politely like some charming guest. I nearly gagged. “Mr. Damien, what are you doing here?” I asked through gritted teeth. “Oh, you didn’t show up to the office today,” he said smoothly. “So I c

Dream Realm “I didn’t want to betray him. They lied to me… they said my people were in danger,” Lu whispered. “Then why the hell am I the one suffering now?” I snapped. “I didn’t ask for this. I didn’t even know him, and now I’m stuck dealing with your mistakes.” “I want you to stay by his side,” she said, voice trembling. “They know Damien is a mistake in this world. They know he’s alive. He’s probably in danger… and because you carry my soul, you might be in danger too.” “You expect me to stay with someone who’s trying to kill me? Are you insane? And what do you mean he’s a mistake? Why did they even kill you?” “I loved Damien. We were mates. And since you’ve reincarnated as me, I know a part of you… deep down… loves him too. Damien isn’t supposed to exist—that’s why they want him dead.” “Fk you. And fk him too. I’m not gay, and I won’t magically become one just because you’re looking for forgiveness. And please—how exactly am I in danger?” “You don’t

Damien – POV I pulled into the club’s parking lot, my heart pounding. Headlights cut through the night fog—and then I saw him. Cris was slumped in his car, shoulders shaking, face pale and drenched in tears. My chest tightened. Without thinking, I yanked open his car door and looked down at him. “Get out.” He looked up, broken and trembling. “I’m sorry… I didn’t mean to—” “Shut up,” I said, cutting him off. “You’re coming with me.” I pulled him out and into a rough hug. It was stiff, awkward, but overflowing with unsaid emotions. “You’re not a burden, Cris.” “But Dad will never—” “To hell with him,” I snapped. “He never cared. You don’t owe him anything. Don’t let his opinion define you.” He gave a weak smile, but then his eyes widened in panic. “Where’s Luxian? You left him… for me.” “He’s fine,” I assured him, nudging him lightly as I opened the passenger door. “Now… who’s the human?” “A guy… I think his name’s Ken. But what if he finds out about me? What if he leaves?

Luxian – POVThe car ride was silent.Damien’s hands gripped the steering wheel like he was trying to crush it, knuckles white, his eyes faintly glowing. I kept stealing glances at him, searching for the version of him I recognized… but this one felt distant. Cold.Or scared.I finally broke the silence.“You said someone was coming. Who?”He didn’t answer. Just kept driving deeper into the woods. No signal. No light. Just trees swallowing us whole.“Damien.”He sighed sharply through his nose, jaw clenched.“I don’t know who they sent this time.”“This time?”I turned to him fully. “You’ve done this before. Run like this. Haven’t you?”He slammed the brakes.I jolted forward, my heart jumping into my throat.“What the hell—!”He turned toward me, eyes now completely red—but he wasn’t seeing me. He was staring through me. Like I was someone else.“Shut the f**k up, Lucy. You talk too much—it’s pissing me off.”My entire body stiffened.“Don’t you dare call me Lucy,” I snapped. “Don’t