Amante POV
I have done my best in everything I did. I was simply working out on my dreams. Was it wrong to aim for the best for oneself? I believe everybody has their own set of goals in life. The only difference I have was that I set it all up, plan it over and over, then make it come true. I see nothing wrong with that. Betrayal, murder, those were inevitable. Sacrifices must be made, somehow.
I don’t know how long I have been convincing myself that I was the victim here. That it was Amaltheo and Allyssa who had wronged me. How dare they abandon me?
I have watched my packmates leave, turning their back on their Alpha King. I’d punish them when I woke up.
Yes. I think I’m still dreaming. I’m safe and sound asleep in my warm bed, having the most horrible nightmare I could ever have. Of course, this couldn’t be happening in real life. I’m the
Amante POV“Oh, hey, you’re awake at last!”A cheerful voice of a man stirred me up on my slumber. I’ve just opened my eyes. The white conventional ceiling above me was unfamiliar as well as the warm welcome of the stranger beside me.I pushed myself up from the floral sofa bed I was lying in. The dizziness gradually diminished.There was a hint of subtle elegance at the simplicity of this apartment. Bright and welcoming, it consists of a living room with a sofa bed which has been mocked by my lengthy physique. A few steps away was a fully equipped kitchenette with an attached bathroom. The door with a hinged photo frame of Niagara Falls seemed to be a bedroom. A livable veranda furnished with table, chairs and built-in bench with cushions were ideal for outdoor lunches and dinners. The mountain view has the promise of serene relaxation and suitable for people to spend pleasant day
Amante POV The so-called Sergeant Luis Ray Lopez and his wife blown me away with their tacky costumes. Wearing expensive custom-made tailor suit and gown doesn’t give them the “wealthy-look” they had hoped for. Those tight fits destroyed fashion in the whole sense of it. Their ugly faces were emphasized even more, and that’s horrendous. I was disturbed by their terrible appearances that I almost changed my mind of tagging along with them. None wouldn’t be embarrassed to be seen with them. But it was inevitable. This was my only chance to get nearer my mate again. It would be a lucky opportunity for me to meet Allyssa, and most probably Amaltheo, at the party, where we were headed to. Three days ago, I have heard the human talked about the invitation he received from Lausanne Clan, the infamous family of my mate Allyssa. I have gotten an idea from the Andrew’s tell-tales about the bounties of the family, b
Amante POVThe grand feast was held on a secluded island owned by the wealthiest family in Leverland. It was named Lausanne Island and called Oracle Island by some. The place speaks for itself. All nooks and corners were covered with extravagance.“Outstanding! Look at that fountain. Its gold plated!”“Even the pots were jeweled. A piece of it would sell for thousands of dollars!”I heard those from people around me. About two hundred guests were gathered in front of a gigantic golden door. We were surrounded by sophistication and elegance outside the manor. I wonder how much more would it be inside.We had been waiting for half an hour now. Only the Lopez couple was familiar to me. Though they tried to introduce me to some people they knew, I kept my distance. I stood by the corner, observing quietly the ruckus around.The invitees were ecstatic. They have th
Amante POVThe lavish party was to celebrate the comeback of the future ruler of the house. The only heir, the daughter of Lausanne couple, was none other but Allyssa Lausanne. It was announced that her disappearance has to do with her preparations for the impending transfer of the crown as the matriarch of Lausanne clan. Of course, that’s a lie.She was with me, in Verte Monde, where she was treated as a mere prisoner. I thought she was weak because of her calm behavior during her stay. The way these people cheered for her proves the other way around. It’s foolishness on my part to mess with her.I stood idly by the far end corner of the room. Embarrassment of my despicable acts and inferiority complex on my now human bearing made me cower in the distance.From afar, I have the liberty to watch her without being seen.She marched elegantly towards the center of the room where h
Amante POVThe party was peaceful until a cue from the matriarch to start the buffet wreaked havoc when several attendees, guards, and servers transformed into beasts and devour the human guests. Awfully horrendous scene mocked the extravagant decorations in place. To top it all, I was here, cowered like a hunted prey under the elusive safety of a low-down table.Back in Verte Monde, I played as a worthless idler, not because I lack the courage to do or endure dangerous or unpleasant things, but as I wanted to believe, it was an ingenious strategy to conceal my wretched secret plan to lure the pack in a war or battle with the human beings.This was a different and more humiliating condition than before. I became a weakling, comes from the thought of having nothing but the weak physical body of a human who cannot face off a beast like that one salivating flyer above the table where Gizzelle was desperately trying to sq
Amante POVThe Aswang clan surprisingly welcomed me. Allyssa’s parents hosted me into a lavishguestroom for my stay. I could have just shrugged it off, should have, knowing Allyssawould not be happy about it. Now that the Lopez was a goner, I have their apartment allfor myself, for the time being, of course.I would guess. My confusion, being lost in this vast world, terrible past consigned tooblivion, future unforeseen, and heartbroken; it made me feel like a lone leaf that fell offfrom its rooted tree, swept away by the strong current of waters of a river called life.It was a mystery how Allyssa’s parents tend to my needs, behaving like they werehonored for me being here. They made sure all my necessities were satisfied beforeretiring to the master bedroom.Through the snippets
Amante POVHumankind has long been fascinated by the events that happened in the past.Many have refused to believe that time spent was lost forever. There has beeninterest in learning about the past through history.Some people believe they can look back and even show others their long-lost,almost forgotten past. Other, older, methods have been lost in the mists oftime. Ancient civilizations had some different methods of scrying the past.One of these comes from the ancient Aswang and has been revived in recenttimes. The nekromanteion of the ancient Aswang involved scrying with mirrorsthat continued in generations. These attempts at scrying largely dispensedwith the ritual elements so beloved by the Aswang.The seer called Iris Meritis, the odd-looking gal before the party and theAswang, who fought off her kind to save me, created thi
Amante POVI was pulled back suddenly; the face haunting my guilty heart gradually fades away. That was the last moments of the past that I magically experienced thru the mysterious mirror until I was forced back, as if succumbed by an invisible vacuum. It was painful and nerve-wreaking.I found myself back inside the dark, tiny room, breathing with short, quick breaths from both the physical and mental vigorous attempt to sneak a peek beyond time.The mirror was stained with slowly dissipating fog. It was dark once again after a moment. I was left, alone and confused, unable to comprehend everything that transpired just a moment ago.I felt weakened, shaken, and depleted.It took more than a moment to hold upon my sanity. It was a rough turn of events. The “tracing back the past to understand the present and foretell the future” was a t