I was never Human のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 311 - チャプター 320

Daniel's POV:It has been an interesting few hours. When we came to the Supernatural Council, we already knew that Kwen would be blamed for the reoccurence of the warlocks, I just didn't know that the blame being sat at her feet was something that has already been spoken of before it ever happened. Heather brought old, but new information to us all, and it has been a bitter pill to swallow since. My chest tightened at the thought that Kwen has to bare the brunt of everything because of our own arrogance, but my chest also swelled in pride. My sister has been chosen among Chosens. She hasn't been found yet, and it's pissing me off that I have to sit here and hear people, who's never even seen her, let alone met and know her, talk about Kwen like she's some disease. In reality she's the best of us.Then she came.In the midst of it all, she came. She looked weak, her eyes closed. Cersai stormed out because of the Elf King and his insistent baggering. He returned with his mate in his arm

Kwen's POV:Danny took a shaky step towards Isabell, but before he got the chance to get close, she was snatched back by Angel, and wrapped in a huge hug, along with Psy, Kera and Melody. They all screamed in joy, causing confused looks by the other warriors fighting off the onslaught of warlocks, that still created the impending danger we were currently tryna fight against."I can't believe I'm about to be an auntie!!"Angel cried out through laughter. I smiled. I looked back at Danny. He looked shocked and overwhelmed, but happy. Suddenly his face contorted uncomfortably when his gaze landed on me. I knew what he thought immediately. I walked over to him, and gave him a hug, whispering into his ear."You are gonna make a great father, Danny. You are your own person. Don't allow someone else's mistakes become your own. I am so happy for you, my big, little brother."I whispered. His arms tightened around me. He lowered his head in the crook of my neck, bending oddly. "Thank you, and

Ava's POV:I grew up in a loving household, where laughter was always heard and felt. My mom spoke often on her grandmother that she adored. She spoken often of her greatness, and how she was the reason we even had a place at Highland pack. If she hadn't saved the alpha of this pack, we would still be roaming, looking for a place to live. She died when I was 4 years old. My mom and grandmother never told me how she died, but I overheard them talking one night in hush whispers. It was then that my journey began. I realized that I was born to correct the wrongs done to us.Flashback...I couldn't sleep, and found myself stumbling through the hall, dragging a small purple blanket behind me. I followed a light that faintly peeked through the crack of an open door. Just as I was about to open it, the voices of my mother and grandmother drifted out towards me. It sounded as if someone was crying."What are we gonna do? What are we gonna tell Ava?"I heard my mother say, mentioning me, her v

Kwen's POV: I looked at Ava with a strange look. Her gazed locked onto mine. Before, where there only sat calculation, and something close to respect, a deep seeded hatred slid into place. Suddenly, this foul odor began to permeate and waft in the air. I watched as the older witches began to scent it, too. Queen Vespera's face, along with her people's faces, began to turn up as well. I turned back to Ava, finally understanding something. "You didn't just use magic, did you?" I asked in a low tone. Her eyes narrowed at me. The queen gasped, snapping her gaze back at Ava. "You've been poison by black magic." She announced. My eyes widened. Is that what I've been scenting for years? Was she using black magic this whole time? The older witch women objected the idea hastily. "DO NOT DARE PLACE THAT HORRID NAME ONTO MY DAUGHTER!! SHE IS NOT A BLACK MAGIC USER. SHE IS OF THE CLOVE LINEAGE, AND WOULD NEVER STOOP SO LOW!! SHE'S A SHADOW USER, WHICH MEANS SHE WIELDS DARK MAGIC!!" Ava'

Cersai's POV: Back in the Supernatural Council building, while the battle still raged on, James sat beside a still unconscious Cersai...I felt myself coming to. Why was I out in the first place? With that thought, I jolted to an upright position. Underneath my fingers, I gripped the softest, deep green grass. I looked out. I laid in a vast field of lush grass. The ground didn't feel hard, and it radiated warmth. It was night, or something similar to it. The sky was black, but rolled into the mixed colors of purple, lavender and a gentle pink. The sky twinkle with stars. A full moon hid behind fluffy white clouds and the lavender-pink color of the sky. I looked behind me, realizing I leaned up against a large willow tree. When did this get here?"Where are we?" My head snapped to my left, hearing a voice that I knew all too well. "Reign?" I asked aloud the same way I heard his voice. It no longer rested in my head only, but out in the world. He stood apart from me. His huge wol