Avery’s POV
I was inside my room when Magaret walked in and she started giving an ultimatum to me,I stared keenly at her, wondering if she knew what she was talking about at all.“You need to get married to that Alpha, or you’ll find a way to fork out the money we need for the surgery; the choice is all yours.”I smiled fondly after hearing what my stepmother just said.“So you’re forcing me to get married to someone else when you know I have someone I love already? And yet you can’t push your daughter to do the same; after all, it’s the same father we are trying to save here. So you think I’ll do this so you can get the money?” “Well, I would leave you to your dreams if you think that’s ever going to happen.”“So it seems you don’t want this to be done as easily as it can be.” Magaret raised her voice, staring keenly at me with so much hatred evident in her voice.“Then I’ll just end the treatment, as we do not have enough money to continue it. I want you to know this is all your fault. We can use it for your sister's dowry, and I am his wife, so I have the right to decide not to waste money on a dying man.”“What! He’s your husband, my father!”"Oh, please stop playing the role of a victim; if you want to save your father’s life, then you won’t hesitate to get married to that Alpha until then.” My expression turned sour as she turned and exited without uttering another word.I knew Kayla meant everything she said, and if I didn’t marry who she wanted, she would stop my father’s treatment. I immediately brought out my phone as I thought of how she could raise the money, and I thought of Damon; he was from a wealthy background; after all, he should be able to help her.However, his familiar phone ringtone somehow blared from the nearby bedroom. I knew I must have misheard because he couldn’t be home, and what would he be doing in my sister’s room? I was doubting the tone when I heard Isabella’s voice from inside the room.“It’s a call from my sister; aren't you going to answer it? What if it’s something urgent?”“Who cares about that b*tch? I’ve lost interest in her ever since I found out she wasn’t my real mate. She’s never let me touch her through the three years we’ve been together, and I’m starting to figure out she has some sort of illness down there. But with you, I can't get enough. I don’t care how many silent treatments I give her; as long as I have you within my grip every day, I am going to spend my last piece of savings on you.”“You’re so naughty."I felt as if I had been struck by a thunderbolt. My head kept buzzing, and whatever thought I had of handling the situation evaporated. Damon, who had frequently declared his love for me, was now cheating on me with Isabella.I closed her eyes tightly as the loud sound of their lustful act came from inside the room, louder than before. I tried to force back the years threatening to spill as I immediately picked up my purse, driving straight to a bar.I sat at the bar, my heart heavy with the scene I just saw displayed right in front of me. The man who I thought loved me so much was cheating on me with none other than that backstabbing witch of Isabella. I kept on gulping down more glasses of alcohol, feeling like it was the only thing that could help me now at this moment, or I would go crazy from asking myself why this has to happen to me of all people.“Why me? Why would he cheat on me? Why with my sister of all people? Was I not good enough?“ I have done everything I could possibly do to make you not have sex with him, but he went behind my back and had my sister.“One more shot.” I called, slamming the glass with me on the bar counter, almost breaking it.“Are you sure, ma'am?” I could hear the worry in his voice, but I didn't care.“Do not question me, and just do your job.” I yelled at him drowsily.I kept on drinking till everything felt blurred. I had a lot of hope and trust in Damon. Every single one I had in him. I felt broken and betrayed, and there was no one to be there for me anymore."Damon, you bastard!”Lost in my thoughts, I barely noticed someone taking a seat beside me. In my drunken state, I mistook him for someone I knew, and I began pouring her heart out to him. To my surprise, he listened attentively, his eyes filled with empathy. As tears streamed down my face, I strangely found peace and comfort in his presence. It felt like only him understood my pain and I just wanted him to hold me in his warm embrace.“It’s okay, you don’t have to say anything, where are you headed?” I heard his calm voice faintly.“Home,” I muttered with a small smile on my face. “I'm going back home. Give me more shots.” I screamed and he grabbed my hand, stopping me from taking anymore. “You are a young lady vulnerable here. Stop drinking the shots and let me just take you home.” I heard his voice as I tried to reach out to another glass in front of me. “Let go of me and let me drink more… I want to drink more and bury him deep in my heart so he would never see the light in it anymore. I love him but he doesn't.” I screamed. “That’s enough.” I felt myself being swept off my feet and dangling in the air.“What the heck are you doing?”Melody, left with the desire to prove her worth, she set out to feed and care for the starving community, working tirelessly, distributing food and supplies, and even helped with medical care for the sick and injured. The people did not trust her at first but with time, grew to trust and appreciate her efforts. As the days passed, Melody gained the community's trust and admiration. Then, a day came and she announced that she would host a grand party to celebrate their newfound hope and unity. The people were overjoyed, and eagerly accepted the invitation.Unknown to them, Melody had an evil plan given to her by the cult leader. She had been instructed by the goddess to kill all of them with the condition that she had made them trust her and collect the community's hatred and suffering in a special container. Melody poisoned the food and drinks, ensuring that every single person would suffer a painful and agonizing death.As the party began, the people ate and drank, unaware of the h
Melody woke up today feeling happy. Today was the day she started the plan the goddess wanted her to carry out. Knowing fully well that she had to put on her best clothes, she wore the fitting jumper suit her mother got for her with a smile on her face.“This will do just nicely”. She said happily.“Where are we going, your majesty”? A voice asked behind her, causing her to jump in fright.Turning around, she saw her maid standing behind her, fidgeting.“I almost forgot you were with me”. Melody said in annoyance. “What does where we are going have anything to do with you”? She asked.“I…asked because I wanted to be able to serve you better”. The maid replied.Melody hearing that shook her head before turning to her mirror. “Still annoying as usual”. She said.At that moment, her door opened with her father, Magnus walking into her room.“Hey dad”! Melody exclaimed as she turned towards him in annoyance. “cant you knock”? She asked.“I am the alpha so why should I”? He asked with a sh
Melody nodded, a small smile playing on her lips. "Let's go, Father. I'm ready to face that creepy old artifact." She said. “Heavens know exactly what he wants”.As they left the room, the shadows seemed to shift behind with them, as if they were being watched by unseen eyes. The air was thick with tension, and Melody could feel the weight of her father's gaze on her.Walking out of the castle, that entered their vehicle and drove off to see him in a secluded cave in the mountains.Arriving at the mouth of the cave, they walked in, passing through the entrance with Melody having an annoyed expression on her face.“Can't this guy just leave me alone”? She thought to herself.At that moment, they arrived at the end of the path, opposite them and Melody knocked on the cave wall with her knocks following a specific pattern.Then the wall opened like a door after which Melody and her father stepped into the room behind it.As they arrived at the cult leader's chambers, Melody could feel a
“What gift did our goddess give you though”? Magnus asked curiously.“Shouldn't you be interested in knowing what I had to do to get this power and everything related to it”? Melody asked.“Of course I am interested in all that but I can only say one thing at a time”. Magnus responded with a shrug. “But go ahead and tell me everything”. He said.“Well,” Melody began. “You're aware that the cult leader has always been of the opinion that I was important to the sect right”? She asked.“Of course I am”. Magnus replied with a frown. “He has been very vocal about it even when he became borderline creepy as a result”. He said.“Yeah, you didn't seem to pleased with his fascination with me”. Melody said with a smile on her lips.“Why won't I”? Magnus asked, visibly agitated. “He was a creep who was always buzzing around you while trying to convince you to do something I couldn't even begin to understand”.“I did do what he wanted me to do and that's how I was able to get that power from our
Melody returned from her father's kingdom, her mind buzzing with schemes and strategies. She was determined to bring Avery down and secure her own position as queen.As she settled back into the castle, she got news that Avery's father, the alpha, was growing weaker by the day with his curse worsening. At that moment, he couldn't move or talk a lot or he would start coughing for a long time and he was feeling too weak to move his arms, he had to be taken care of like an invalid.Melody saw an opportunity and pounced. She began to make life even more difficult for Avery, taunting her and making snide comments about her father's condition. Dean, still under Melody's spell, joined in, making Avery's life a living hell.Avery tried to focus on her father's care, but it was hard to do with Melody and Dean constantly undermining her. She began to doubt herself, wondering if she was truly cut out for this role.As the days passed, Avery's father grew weaker and weaker. Melody and Dean conti
“I found myself in a dark in a twisted forest, with the trees looming above me like skeletal fingers.” Dean said.“I was walking through the forest, but my legs felt heavy and unresponsive,” he said. “Almost like something heavy was tied to it”.“Did you check if there was anything tied to your leg”? Melody asked.“I did and no, there was nothing tied to my leg”. Dean replied with a shake of his head.“It was just heavy like I was trudging through quicksand.” He added.Melody hearing that folded her arms with a thoughtful expression on her face. “What happened next”? She asked.“Suddenly, Avery appeared in front of me, her eyes glowing with an otherworldly light.” Dean replied.“Did she look threatening”? Melody asked.“I couldn't put a finger on it but despite the fact that she only stood quietly, facing me, I felt that there was something really off.Flashback…."Avery?" Dean called out, his voice shaking. "What's going on?"Avery didn't respond. Instead, she reached out and touched