Chapter 2: A Strange Feeling
Anna Pov… . I stood at the edge, taking in my surroundings for the last time before jumping down to meet my family in heaven. I knew they were there, free from the crimes they never committed, victims only of life’s cruel twists and my own miserable existence. But would I join them? Did I deserve such a sacred place? I doubted it. Perhaps hell was where I belonged, for being a constant thorn in the side of those who tried to help. The fall seemed to drag on Forever, and impatience gnawed at me. Why was it taking so long to hit the ocean’s surface? Was death itself rejecting me? Maybe the bridge was just too high; I would have chosen a more gentle descent. My arms spread wide, I surrendered to the void, willing to wait an eternity for the inevitable. Finally, the ocean came into view, its blue a testament to the beauty of the divine. The gentle sway of the waves was a serene lullaby, beckoning me closer. As I drew nearer, a smile crossed my lips, and I felt the water’s caress as the night wind danced across its surface. “Finally,” I whispered, “I’ll join you all.” Longing coursed through my veins. But just as the ocean’s warm embrace seemed closer, a mysterious force yanked me back. Confusion reigned. What was happening? Why wasn’t I sinking? I searched for answers, but there were none. The force pulled me higher, and I found myself back on the bridge. I laughed, scratching my head in bewilderment. “I’ve lost my mind, I have finally lost my mind,” I thought. “Hallucinations, that’s all this is.” I tried again, and a firm grip on my wrist stopped me. I spun around, panic-stricken, to face a stranger—a man in his thirties with chiseled features and a tattoo of “Alpha Damen” on his chest. His eyes locked onto mine, and I felt a jolt. Who was this enigmatic figure? An angel sent to claim my soul or save me from myself? I watched as he brushed the strands of his jet-black hair covering his eyes, and I could swear I released on my pants. “Who are you?” his lips curled out, “Who are you?” I repeated, wondering why that voice and words seemed so familiar. “What are you doing? You want to kill yourself?” he continued, and I could only watch; I couldn’t find any words escaping my lips. “Why? What’s your reason for doing this?” he continued but of course, I still couldn’t respond. “What are you? I was shocked by my own questions; I didn’t expect myself to ask any questions or give a response to his numerous questions. “What am I?” he chuckled revealing his dimples. Yes! I was lost, staring; how could anyone be so handsome? “Yes, what are you?” I found myself throwing at him again, once again without my permission. “I am your fated, Anna Stone,” he replied, his grip around my wrist tightening. I must have given away my intention to break free, because his hold became more secure. Shock rendered me unsteady, and I stumbled. How did he know my name? And what did he mean by “fated”? “How did you know my name?” I asked, my curiosity getting the better of me. “And what do you mean by ‘fated’?” I added, trying to keep my voice steady. “I don’t need to explain that to you, Anna,” he said with a smile, his dimples flashing. I felt my composure slipping again, but I forced myself to focus. “What are you? Some kind of angel?” I asked, trying to regain my footing. He smiled again, but offered no answer, just as I had expected. “Why are you trying to save me?” I pressed on, determined to get some kind of response. “I saved you because I can’t allow you to die, Anna,” he replied, his words only deepening my confusion. What did he mean by that? The more I thought about it, the more confused I became. “You are mine, Anna.” He held my face and drew me closer and before I could understand what was going on, he kissed me. He kissed me before I could even understand what was going on, and as his lips sucked deeper into mine, I felt something I haven’t felt in my entire life. I couldn’t explain the feeling but it was something I didn’t like and while still trying to place what was happening he whispered into my ears “Now I have claimed you forever”. I have claimed you forever? What does he mean?Chapter 62: A Possible WayHarper’s POV…Emma’s words kept ringing in my head no matter how hard I tried to fight them off.I tried to silence the thoughts, tried to calm down, tried to forget everything, but nothing worked. Instead, the thoughts grew stronger, spiraling beyond imagination, making my heartbeat race inside my chest.I took a deep breath and tried to enjoy nature—maybe that would help.The weather was cool and lovely, and I was in the garden, the one place I needed to be the most.The view was breathtaking. The green grass and lush plants were a testament to how beautiful nature is, shining brilliantly. The flowers were the most stunning of all, each glowing in its magnificent color.Tall trees hung over almost every corner of the garden, offering shade and comfort. Plants were neatly sectioned, and butterflies of various kinds fluttered around gracefully.But deep down, none of it was helping. The more I tried to use the scenery as a distraction, the worse it got. It w
Chapter 61: Talk to herEmma POV….I yanked my hand out of Charlotte’s grip the moment she succeeded in dragging me to a secluded corner.“Let go,” I hissed, my eyes shooting daggers at her. “Why are you dragging me around like I’m some little child?” I rubbed my left wrist with my right hand—she had gripped it so tightly, it ached.“Girl, you’re such a bitch. How long were you planning to keep this from me? Forever?” she spat, her face twisted like she was ready to tear me apart.I didn’t need her to say it—I already knew what she was talking about. But I wasn’t ready to come clean just yet.“What are you talking about?” I asked coolly. Playing clueless was my specialty, and I was damn good at it.“Spare me the act. I know you better than you know yourself,” she snapped. Here she goes again with that tired line. Annoying as it was, she wasn’t exactly wrong. She knew enough.I let out a heavy sigh, realizing there was no use pretending anymore. She’d already figured things out.“F
Chapter 60: Late Arrival Anna POV…. I sat on my bed, Emma’s words playing over and over in my head. I couldn’t shake the feeling, no matter how hard I tried. It all felt like a dream—how could Louis, of all people, try to kill me? It was so hard to believe.I thought we were finally getting along. I thought things were finally going well between us. I was beginning to trust him, to see him as a friend. And now this?How could he? How could he try to hurt me again? And the worst part was, I still wasn’t even sure who the real Louis was. If Emma hadn’t come to warn me about the danger ahead, would I have been his next prey?How dare he? How dare he turn against me after I placed so much hope in him? That ungrateful bastard. I swear, after I’m done dealing with Damien, he’s next. He’ll be the next one I take down—for betraying me not just once, but twice.Yes, I let the pain from the first betrayal fade. I let it wash away. But not this time. I won’t let this slide.My hands clenched
Chapter 59: Wow!Emma POV…..I walked out of Anna’s room with a satisfied grin playing on my lips. Now I’m certain—Louis won’t be able to say a word to her.Seeing him with Logan earlier, I could only conclude one thing: he’s trying to help her… to save her. And I can’t let that happen.She’s mine. My prey. And when the time is right, I’ll feast on her.The dream I told her? Just a lie. A carefully crafted story meant to scare her away from Louis.Oh, poor, innocent thing. If only she knew I was the real devil, she’d run from me like the plague.I know she’s full of life, I know she wants to escape this miserable place—but how unfortunate for her. She won’t get that chance. Soon enough, she’ll be lying in my belly, right where she belongs.Very soon… everything will fall into place. Definitely. I just need to move faster—Louis might try to stand in my way, and I won’t let that happen.That scumbag! If I had the chance to kill him, I would. And I swear, that would make me the happies
Chapter 58: Bitter Truth Anna POV….I watched as Emma drew closer, and my mind raced with endless possibilities. What’s going on in her head? Why is she walking toward me with that expression? Am I in trouble? Is she about to hit me? I couldn’t think straight. The more I tried to make sense of it, the more confused I became.The suspense ended when she finally stopped in front of me and yanked my hand harshly. That was it—I couldn’t stay quiet any longer.“What is going on? And why are you dragging me like this?” I snapped, pulling my hand away from her grip.Before I could even catch my breath, she grabbed me again. This time, panic surged through me. Her grip was firm, urgent, and unexplained. My mind spiraled into fear.“What is this? Why are you holding me like this? Is something wrong?” I fired off questions, my voice trembling. My ears burned for an answer, any answer.I was running out of patience, and her silence was only adding fuel to my anxiety. Her actions weren’t just c
Chapter 57: A Sudden Disruption Louis POV….“Damien!” I stammered, fear and panic seizing my chest. No wonder his scent had been so strong. Oh boy… I am so dead.I tried to speak again, but panic glued my lips shut. I scrambled for an excuse—a perfect one—but my mind went blank. Not a single thought came through.It was like my brain had abandoned me to carry this burden alone. That jerk! Why does it always betray me like this? Why does it leave me hanging when I need it the most?“What are you doing in front of my door? Why are you sneaking around like some shameless thief?” Damien’s voice struck me like a slap across the face. It was harsh enough to jolt words out of my mouth.“I… I wanted to check if you were in, so I could apologize for what I did,” I blurted out. I was shocked by how easily the lie rolled off my tongue.“You want to apologize?” he chuckled in disbelief.That’s it, I thought. He doesn’t buy it. He’s a full-blown Thomas—he needs proof to believe anything.“If y