Chapter 59

Amaia pov

I had a dream, I couldn’t say if it was a good dream or a nightmare but I did dream, and in that dream. I was alone. Standing in a black long gown, the flower sign on my neck that signifies the curse wasn’t red as it used to be, it had turned black. In that dream, I was what I was. A hybrid. I felt the power in me, I felt the amount of energy and powers I had.

That, I felt burdened me.

But why was I alone?

What was this dream I was having?

Where was everyone? Where’s everybody?

“Zyair!”

I yelled, running through the forest. As I passed the green leaves all turned dried and died. I continue running.

“Zyair! Father!”

I shouted.

But it only echoes. Not a sound, I looked around me. Every tree was dried up and it all looked gloomy and dark and scary.

“Everyone! Where’s everyone!” I cried, falling to my knees. Why was this, why do I feel so awful? What was happening?

“You don’t want this future do you?”

I sniffed when I heard the voice and looked around. Where was the voice