SHADOWED SALVATION

“Run Melonie,” my mother’s friend, Evy, screamed out, causing me to jump in fear.I stood there frozen, scared to move. My face crumpled like a piece of paper, my eyes welled up in tears as I stumbled backward, as if punched in the gut.I stared at my mother, Maela, who was swallowed in sweats, fighting off some unexpected, scary animals.“Melonie, you need to leave, run and hide. I promise to explain everything to you…RUN,” my mother, Maela, screamed.It was my eighteenth birthday; I had just returned from my party only to meet them fighting monsters.“Is that a werewolf?” I thought to myself, shivering in fear.The fight was toxic, and I felt like that thing was aiming at me for a reason.Having no choice other than to flee from the scene, I dashed out of the house at full speed.“What were they?” I murmured, frightened.Hurrying back to my birthday party, I looked around for my best friend, Arlo, when I got hit by a young man, more like he was trying to pass through me but couldn't.

I went ice-cold, horrified, some news is just too thick to be accepted.I felt like I had been dropped into a dark abyss, with no safety net to catch my fall.“I-I- I am- what did you say I am?” I stammered, refusing to accept whatever she had just said.“I’ll move on to the next question,” She retorted, uninterested in repeating what she said a few seconds ago.“A lot of things are after you, those that killed your Mundane parents are Apex predators,” she stated.“I already know that… I guess they came for me, didn’t they?” I retorted.“Who sent them to find me?” I asked, in an attempt to know who my enemies were.“Don’t waste your time, Melonie, your enemies are too many, you can’t name them all,” she declared.“Who commanded those things to kill my mother?” I yelled out in fury.“And what would you do? What can you do?” She asked and scoffed.“Tell me,” I retorted.“Your father, your real father… he wants you dead,” she blurted out.I felt like I'd been punched in the gut. The words

MELONIE'S POV:I stormed out persistently, with an unstoppable force. Nobody dared to walk closer, talk me out of it, or stop me. They all stood far away from me, shivering in fear like a cold chicken.Everything I needed and wanted to know; I was ready to find out… alone! I was determined, that if my father wanted me dead, then let him kill me now.Realizing I have such extreme powers, made me even more eager to get into trouble.Suddenly, a hand gripped my arm, firm. I looked back doubtfully and got the shock of my life. My best friend stood there, gawking at me fearlessly.“Arlo?” I called out, surprised.“Melonie,” he responded calmly.I jingle my head doubtfully, “Wh - what are you doing here?” I stammered.“I'm here to stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life Melonie,” he blurted out firmly.I blinked repeatedly, still not getting it, “That's not what I mean. You are human, you cannot be in this world to begin with,” I retorted positively.“But I am here. I'm not hu

MELONIE'S POV:I gawked at him, and he gawked back, “Do you understand Melonie?” He repeated with a serious face, and I calmly nodded in response.He has high cheekbones, a strong jawline and a small button nose. His piercing eyes spackle with warmth and kindness, fringed with thick lashes that add to his allure.His hair, is thick, dark and messy, with a subtle wave that adds texture and depth.He has broad shoulders, a toned physique and a tall athletic build that commands attention. He excludes confidence and self-assurance without being arrogant or entitled. He is charismatic and charming, with a magnetic presence that draws people in. Accomplice with an angelic and baby-looking face and soft, white skin that would make you want to tame him.I stared at his bottom lip that was calling for my attention and I quickly looked away, my cheeks turning red, “You are too close,” I muttered.He pushed me away, clearing his throat to ease the awkward atmosphere. “All I'm saying is, from now

MELONIE'S POV:Ogling at me, he paused his lips, “Okay, we start immediately, there's no time,” Arwan voiced out.My face went pale, “Okay… no words of encouragement or you saying something like - good girl, you made a good choice?”He glanced at me, irritated. “What do I look like? Your daddy?”“Fuck you Arwan,” I retorted displeased.Ignoring me, he pointed towards a direction facing him, “Come here!”Without arguing, I walked closer, kicking my legs and throwing my arms to gather my strength.“Clean up this room,” he declared.I stared at him, rolling my eyes, “Sorry?”“Your first lesson would be manners, you lack that,” he responded calmly.“Are you fine? Are you sure you are not hungry or tasty? Or maybe you are pressed. Go on, take a poop. I'll be waiting if it'll make you feel better,” I snarled.He walked closer to me, his shadow covering my entire existence, “Talk to me disrespectfully again and watch me slap you into next week. Clean up this room and meet me in the garden on