Which One Is Mine

Six years later...

The sweet scent of vanilla and chocolate filled the air.

Raven dust the flour stains on her apron stepping back to admire the cake she had painstakingly crafted after hours of watching the steps on YouTube.

"Come here kids, your cake is ready," She announced and the next second, 2 small kids rushed into the kitchen.

"Mom! It has the Barbie character I wanted," Lily squealed, pointing at the cake.

Dave climbed the chair reaching his hands to touch it.

Raven quickly pulled his hands back.

“It’s awesome! You did it, Mom!”

Raven smiled in satisfaction at the excited look on her kids face. was what she had fought so hard to protect. She glanced around the table: balloons floating lazily against the ceiling.

Coming to the human world, Raven discovered that her night with Derrick had left her pregnant. Fear and disbelief consumed her but she learned to adapt, taking small jobs and hiding under a new identity to avoid being found. Every day was a struggle, yet she never gave up. Years passed, and her efforts finally paid off. She now had two beautiful children, both five years old, and life finally felt peaceful. Everything was going as planned and things could get any better

“Okay, everyone, gather around! Make a wish and blow out the candles together!” Alera’s voice carried excitement.

Lily and Dave leaned forward, their small hands clutching each other as Raven struck a match and lit the candles.

Just as the children leaned forward to blow, Raven’s phone buzzed loudly on the counter, shattering the gentle atmosphere. She froze, staring at the unknown number flashing across the screen.

Her heart sank. Something in the pit of her stomach told her that this call wasn’t a birthday greeting.

It was an unknown number flashing on the screen.

“Mom? Who is it?” Dave asked, frowning.

Raven hesitated, her fingers hovering over the screen.

"You kids continue, I just need to answer this call. I will be back soon," she said, stepping away. After moving away from ear shot, she answered the call.

“Hello?" Raven said.

Waiting for a few seconds with no reply, she was about to hang up.

"How have you been doing all this time?"

The voice on the other end asked.

It took her a few seconds to piece together where she knew the voice from. Panic settled in her heart as her hands trembled, she pressed the phone to her ears.

It was Derrick, after all these years he had managed to find her. How did he get my number?

She had made sure to hide her tracks only a few people have her number.

"Wr-wrong number," she stumbled to say.

"Right voice," Derick voice cut her off.

"Wrong time," Raven said as she quickly hung up.

Going back to the kitchen, her former happy expression was replaced with horror.

"We... We need to get out of here," she managed to choke out.

The kids face her with a confused look not understanding what was going on.

Raven rushed to the room coming back with a load of suitcase.

She was mid packing when a knock came from the door making her flinched.

She turned to face the door, her heart racing. She was now on edge; everything felt suspicious. Her paranoia is now at its peak.

She grabbed a small knife then started walking slowly to the door.

"Who is it?" She asked loudly but got no reply, only the knock on the door got louder.

She slowly twisted the door knob and opened the door lightly so that only her face was visible.

She was left in shock seeing the person at the door. It was him, the person she had dreaded for the past 6 years.

Before she could close the door he reacted faster, sticking his legs between the doors.

She tried to close it using her full power but Derrick's legs wouldn't budge. He seized the chance to push his way inside making Alera stumble backwards.

As soon as he stepped in, it was as if the temperature dropped several degrees.

Looking at the decoration his eyes landed on the two children at her back. Who were startled and scared.

A cold smile that didn't reach his eyes broke out on his lips. He stepped forward making Alera step back. The tension in the room rose.

"Long time no see?" Derrick said in a calm voice, a smirk dangling at his lips.

"Lily, Dave, cover your eyes," Raven instructed, her gaze fixed on Derrick.

"What do you want?" She asked, pointing the small knife at him.

He didn't say a word, he didn't need to. His silence alone was suffocating.

His cold gaze swept across the room decorated with floating balloons and ribbons.

The corner of his lips twitched. “Cute.” His tone was flat, unreadable. “You did well hiding.”

Raven's throat went dry. “Leave.”

His boots clicked softly against the floor as he closed the distance between them. “Six years,” he said, voice low. “You really thought I wouldn’t find you?”

Raven’s fingers tightened around the knife handle. “I’m warning you, Derrick."

He stopped right in front of her, close enough for her to feel the cold air radiating off his body. His glance briefly to the twins again, and something unreadable flickered in his eyes.

"The prophecy said one heir."

“Which one,” he asked quietly, “is mine?”