[Zeve’s POV]‘I see him burning and these nightmares just don’t stop. Day after day, it’s always the same thing. I try to save him, but the flames always find their way to him. His body… it’s like it’s melting. I couldn’t get these nightmares out of my head and it’s disturbing. A lot. So, I came to you for guidance. Do these nightmares mean something?’‘Dreams are often a window for the future. We just need to interpret them rightly,’ priestess Melantha said when I met her in my third year in Phantoria. ‘For a seed to turn into a sapling and then into a huge tree, the seed coat needs to break. He’ll burn for you and this world.’‘No, he won’t. I won’t let death touch him, not because of me — especially not because of this world.’ This was what I told her, and then she replied with a subtle smile.‘What is the definition of death for you, luna?’ She asked.‘I don’t know. Death for me is what it’s for everyone else. Bad, painful and gloomy and… end.’‘When the right time comes, you will
[Zeve’s POV]“Mother, stop!” Killian yelled.“Venus, calm down… we can make things right, ok? Trust me. Put down the blade…” Zahir coaxed Venus into his manipulative tone.Venus distanced the blade from her throat as if Zahir’s words were controlling her on a mental level. Her hands were shaking as she held the blade to her throat.Her eyes were frozen, as if she was in Zahir’s control. She shook her head with a gasp, “no, not anymore. You can’t control me anymore…” her voice came out hoarse and shaky.And she put the blade against her neck again, this time cutting her skin and bleeding.“NO! NO! Stop!” Zahir panicked and stepped back from Venus, raising his hands.“What the hell is going on here? Venus!” I called out and was about to go to her when Hikari held my hand.I looked at him and frowned. Hikari shook his head.I looked at Venus again and the blade was Hikari’s katana.“Your katana?” I felt a strange fear take over me as I stared at Hikari for an answer.“I must have dropped
[Zahir’s POV]Why don’t you smile?Why don’t you cry?Why don’t you fight?Why don’t you get angry?Why don’t you get scared?What the hell is wrong with you?You are my son, and you cannot be the monster they say you are.Feel!Feel something!Feel anything!Feel everything!‘If nothing, then feel the pain!’That face of a person I was supposed to call my mother.Those glowing eyes floating in sheer darkness.Those words were like pure acid, pouring in my ears.Those snarls of pure hatred and screams and cries, those slaps and whips.The dark bathroom flooded with water everywhere and blood dissolved in it through my veins.I remember.Maybe I felt nothing but cold. It was unbearably cold.That time, that’s all I felt. A cold that made my spine shiver.I wanted to feel, but how?Everything I locked up within me and in the magic and key core came back.It all came back, but I think it never left in the first place.Even after hundreds of years, I could still feel her presence by the s
[Zeve’s POV] As I plunged into the magma, I had no thoughts in my head. My body was being consumed by the flames, while my heart almost stopped. It was cold inside the volcano. My clothes and armour melted away, but neither the flames nor the magma touched my skin. They flowed inches away from my skin. I held my breath. The bright red glowing magma flowed magnificently inside the volcano. It was scary how I could feel its heat yet not get burned. It was like one of those dreams came to reality, except this time the one to be burnt in flames was me and not Amor. The magma behind me started taking some kind of form. I felt Amor’s presence and my heart skipped a beat. I felt hands warped under my waist and knees. I shut my eyes with a shudder. The next thing I remember was I was sitting far away on the ground and watching the magma, ashes and rocks explode out of the volcano like fireworks. There was a dazzling figure hovering above the volcano, suppressing it back into the ground
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[Zeve’s POV]“Do you, Zeve, take Chaz Enver as your groom and mate for life?”“I do.”I held my gaze low under the translucent white veil. It was the day, the moments I had desired for twenty-two years of my existence.I glanced at Chaz, my mate. The person I loved the most. Our eyes met, and I smiled faintly.The night I had been waiting for — the night when Chaz would finally claim me as his and complete our fated union. I had been crushing on him since we were kids. Once, he asked me to play with him in the palace’s garden. I don’t remember what we played or what we talked about. But I remember I felt the best when I was with him. He was warm and the sparks I felt from him were irresistible. He was the best thing that could happen to me.But then he left.It was a difficult twenty-two years for me. I was a kid of rogues and thanks to luna Ava Enver; I could survive.Even though she accepted me in the pack, others didn’t because I was different.They bullied me for being different —
[Zeve’s POV] His every step echoed in the cave. I kept my eyes shut, hoping the darkness would shield me again, but even the darkness favoured him. I opened my eyes. His face was inches away from mine. I pressed my back against the wall. The cave was lit with a torch he fixed on the wall. “Am I a part of your prayers?” He said, and I got gooseflesh all over my body. He grabbed my hand. I briskly took it back. I peered into his unreadable and mysterious eyes. Whimpering, I shut my eyes. “Zeve…” He called out my name in a voice deeper than the darkness of the cave. My name resonated in the cave before fading away. “Zeve means wolf who filters.” I opened my eyes as his gaze bound mine. That was the first time I had heard someone decipher the meaning of my name. Shadow eclipsed half of his face while the other illuminated in the flickering yellow light from the torch. He leaned closer to my neck, placed his lips inches away from my ear, and whispered. “You lost the game, Zeve. So
[Zeve's POV]In a hurry, I had picked up a sheer white gown.An entire wall being used as a mirror. I looked at my reflection in the mirror in the washroom.The only material covering my body was the white silk around my breasts and tight white fabric from my hips to my thighs. Rest was all net and laces flowing over my body, covering absolutely nothing.“What kind of dress is this? Why is everything going wrong today? Who in their right mind would make a gown like this?” I sighed at my reflection.If I go out looking like this, I don’t know what he might... No. No. I need some other gown. This barely covers my body. I thought.My wedding gown was filthy and bloodstained. I didn’t want to wear it again — ever again.I placed my hand on my cleavage and looked around. There was a man’s bathrobe.“Maybe Amor used it. Tsk! I can’t use it.” I shook my head. It was believed that only married couples shared the same bathrobes.No, but he changed into some other room. Maybe this room was not u