Chapter 2

Rowan's POV

My fingers shook in horror as I stared, my soul struck with fear that spread like wild fire and consumed me immediately. But it was strange, as if radiating a sort of energy towards me and never burned me. It felt surreal and unbelievable, but I knew this wasn't a dream, I just didn't understand what kind of madness or hallucinations my mind was making up.

I tried to calm myself and reached out to the flames and like a magnet, it tried to coil around my hand, and I couldn't feel its heat, but I quickly yanked my hand away, my breath hitched in my throat, my soul heavy with terror.

However, I didn't stop, this was too good to be true and impossible to leave. I tried again, this time with both hands and the fire recoiled again around the both of them like I was some fire god or something.

Just then, the air shifted and heavy thudding shook the ground as footsteps approached from the hallway and burst into my room at once.

Mom and Dad rushed in as I consumed this strange energy, my eyes shut, enjoying the fantasy of being able to control flames as it moved all over my soul.

I turned to them and instead of rushing to see if I was hurt or what sort of madness was going on as they could see, they stood there, unable to move, mouths widened and eyes narrowed, arms folded in pure horror and deep shock at the amazingly strange sight of the flame around me.

I studied them carefully, still allowing the flames to coil around my hand and it was written all over their faces without a doubt. They didn't seem shocked by the flames, instead, they were filled with dread, like they knew all about it and why it was happening.

Mom shivered violently and finally broke down, dropping to the ground in tears as she muttered the words.

“It…has finally awakened, they will take him away from us!” She sobbed, wailing loudly and pounding her hand against the ground.

“It's alright.” Dad's soft voice consoled.

He leaned in and held her close to his side, patting and comforting her as she sobbed heavily in his arms.

But I needed answers because clearly, I was the confused one here. First, I dream about a weirdo like those things I read about and wake up with flames around me and somehow, I can control it and now, they're talking about taking me away?

“What has awakened?” I demanded immediately, my eyes narrowed. “Who will take me away? What's going on? Why won't the fire hurt me? You knew all about it right, that's why none of you are surprised.” My brows were raised in confusion and my mind raced with thoughts and anger.

Dad stood up slowly and ripped his necklace at once, taking off the silver pendant that was finely engraved with a crescent moon and waved it at the fire and everything just vanished, like poof.

So all these years, my parents possessed supernatural artifacts, despite claiming to be ordinary humans and making me read about those things like I was some crazy lunatic.

My breath was heavy as I stood there, my jaws tightened and my fingers dug deep into my fist until crest wounds formed on my palm and I felt blood. My eyes burned with rage as I tapped my feet gently, waiting for the explanation of this whole madness.

“Rowan, you have to know, we lied to you from the beginning…”

“You what?!” The words escaped my lips before I even processed it. “How could you do that to me all these years?” A tear drop escaped my eye as I held my temple that was instantly attached by a splitting headache.

“We hid these things from you to keep you safe,” Dad calmly explained, taking slow steps towards me, his hand raised for me to calm down. “The truth would place a target on you and you were never ill. I'm sorry,” he admitted and held my hand as I sobbed painfully.

All my life, I had lived a lie, and they watched me suffer in this room, living in misery claiming to protect me.

“Rowan…”

“Don't touch me!” I yanked him away from me and was about to run off when a loud alarm burst throughout the estate, disrupting the fragile peace.

The whole place shook in chaos as all the guards ran to various corners, grabbing weapons I had never seen before and burst through the door, faces terrified.

“Lord Damon, the outer security has been breached, several guards have been knocked unconscious,” he let out the words, panting heavily.

My eyes narrowed at my parents who immediately became protective as if they knew exactly who the intruder was.

It was at this point that I realized that all these years, they had hidden far more than just this illness cover and I had a lot to learn else I'll be doomed. Someone powerful that they were clearly terrified of had tracked me down on this strange night of my mysterious power awakening and Dad seemed to recognize who it was as he peeped from the window, panting heavily, making me fear the danger was far greater than I had imagined.

Just then, another guard burst in, jolting everyone up to their feets, his face pale with fear and was barely able to breathe.

"Master... they're here."

Who are these, “they,” they've been talking about.

Before I could ask who they were, deep voices echoed from outside the estate, just like what I heard in my dream, making the whole thing even more strange.

"To think the moon priest escaped the massacre and even bore the Moonborn Omega." The voice spat.

Moonborn Omega, the one I read about?

The room was immediately struck with absolute silence and my parents exchanged terrified glances at each other. I had never seen such a look in their eyes all my life.

What was really going on?