Camilla's POV“Excuse me, what did you just say?” my voice shook, as I yanked away Crystal’s hold on me. “What? Why are you acting surprised? If I hadn't heard it directly from Mr. Steve, I wouldn't have believed it either,” she said. “Wait,” I said, blinking my eyes repeatedly as I tried processing what I had heard. “You mean Steve Smith told you ….. I am his fiancee?” I stammered. “Yes, he did. In fact, he promised to recommend our bar to his friends. Do you know what that means? We're on the edge of going global soon!!” She screeched in excitement. I was confused- confused was an understatement. Totally lost. Steve’s fiancee? How? Why? When? Someone I hadn't even met before? How could I be engaged to a stranger without my knowledge? Is that some kind of joke or what? Could it be that Crystal sold me out to him? She was a desperate bitch who could do anything for money!!“I know I haven't been that good to you and I apologize for that. I might have been a bad person, but re
Camilla's POVTime was against me so I rushed back into the bathroom and had a quick bath. I got dressed up, after which I packed my bag and I was all set to leave. Just as I was about stepping out of my room, I remembered something. My wristwatch. I had forgotten to use it. I hurried to the little table in my room and pulled the first drawer and there it was, staring back at me. I grabbed it and just as I was about strapping it on my wrist, I hesitated. That watch- was given to me by Bryan and he had told me it had GPS tracker in it. “It's for your protection, Camilla. In case of any emergency, I can easily find you. Always ensure you have it on you everytime,” he had told me the day he handed it over to me. “He said it was to protect me, but what if it's actually meant to monitor my movements?” That thought crossed my mind. With the recent happenings and the flops in Bryan’s words, I couldn't help but to doubt him.And for the first time in ten years, I refused to use the w
TEN YEARS LATER. Camilla’s POV. Fire. That was all I could see around me. The forest was ablaze with the trees screaming for help. I was knelt in a white circle, empty and heartbroken. My arms felt heavy- too heavy. I looked down and there he was- a lifeless, pale child in my arms. My trembling arms were wrapped tightly around the child, as though that was where he had always belonged. I could see myself shaking the child’s body, trying to jerk him back to life, but there was no response. It was as if he had bid the world farewell and promised not to look back ever again. My sobs were raw and soundless. Around me, wolves assembled- neither attacking nor protecting. Just watching how despair had overtaken me.I let out an agonizing scream with the child still in my arms. It was as if I had called unto thunder as it struck. The wind shifted and I found myself in a garden of beautiful flowers. And there amid the wildflowers, stood a young girl who looked exactly like
Steve/Drevyn’s POV. “Marlik…… does he know about this?” I asked in a low voice, trying to wrap my head around what was going on. “He does and in fact, he’s trying to awaken her,” Mum said, letting out a heavy breath before she continued. “During the ritual, Marlik tried awakening Aravella’s still soul within Selene, by forcing back her memories. He also tried binding her spirit to his so he could make her do whatever he wanted once she awoke.”“I felt that and that was why I casted Bloodline Lock on Selene to break Marlik’s attempted spell on her. If he had succeeded, Selene will not only be his captive, but her soul will forever be his,” Mum revealed. I was rendered speechless by mum’s explanation. “So, you actually saved Selene from Marlik?” I asked, as realization of my mum's protection of Selene drawn on me. She nodded her head slightly in concurrence. Silence enveloped the room- neither of us spoke. It was as if we were in our own world of thoughts. “What do I do now?” T
Steve/Drevyn’s POV. I stared at her, completely dumbfounded. “Immortality? What does that even mean?” I muttered underneath my breath. “Selene......” she trailed off, before she finally picked up. “She’s more than you know- more than what even she knows.” “Is there something I don’t know about her? Agreed. We all know how powerful she is, hence the reason they saw her as destruction back then and tried eliminating her. Isn’t that it? Is there more to that?” my eyes furrowed, as I keenly stared at Mum. “That’s what they made you believe. They weren’t after her and her child back then because of the prophecy of her bringing forth destruction. There was more to it.” “Like what?” Mum left out a deep sigh. “They were after her because of what was inside of her- Immortality Reborn.” “I still don’t understand you, Mum. Please, make it clear,” I begged. “What I am saying in essence is, the soul of the original moon goddess- Aravella, resides within her.” I felt the ground shi
Steve/Drevyn’s POV. We got home and I carried her in my arms up to my room- our room. I laid her gently on the bed, brushing away a strand of her hair that had covered her face. Her face was brighter, and her breathing had steadied. I sat beside her, holding her hand in mine and slowly patting it. I missed her- more than I could express. I just wished for her to open her eyes- look me in the eyes and tell me she loved me. I was glad she was okay, but at the same time, scared of what the outcome of my deal with Marlik would be. “What if I never get to be by her side again? What if she never remembers me- us and what we shared?” I fidgeted, tightening my hold on her, as if that would stop her from slipping away from me. “Come back to me,” I whispered. “Not to him- not with the memory of the past”. I placed my forehead against hers, praying silently as I fought my tears back. Then, I heard the door creak open. It was mum. “Son, how is she fairing? Is her breathing nor