Chapter 151: Will You Kiss Me Again?

*Ciana*

It was a long dream.

Fire. Smoke. Howls of desperation.

It was a battlefield.

They said he was the ruthless Alpha of all, a cold-hearted monster who only knew how to destroy, and the thousands of bodies under me were the proof.

They told me that only eternal darkness was left in him, and I wouldn't sense hope in the air.

And there he was, standing on top of the pile of corpses, coated in blood.

His body was as still as a statue; his face was emotionless, almost no different than those of the dead on the ground below him.

Then he saw me.

I watched light gather in his dark eyes and life seemed to return to him. Slowly, his lips parted into a stunning smile that outshined the starry night sky.

He reached out his hand. 'Come to me,' he whispered.

My legs moved toward him as if they had a will of their own.

Even though they told me that every step I took was one step closer to my own eternal death.

'But they were lying to you!" a crisp child's voice said.

As I walked toward him, I suddenly noticed that I wasn't alone. There was a tiny little girl holding my hand. She had my hair, but a pair of beautiful sparkling dark eyes.

Her cheeks were round and rosy, a wide smile on her face. She wore a little yellow sundress and matching jelly sandals. Her hair was tied up in pigtails with little butterfly barrettes.

Light and warmth radiated off of her like she was a little sun, dispelling the gloominess around me.

I took her hand, and we walked to the man ahead of us.

He was waiting there patiently, watching us. With every step we took to get closer to him, the smile on his face grew bigger.

Without hesitation, I placed my hand in his, feeling my life leaving my body in exchange for the precious memories of our past.

Yes, I remembered who he was.

The Dark King Theo.

My love.

Then I heard the little angel next to me say, "Mommy, let's go home."

***

*Theo*

I leaned against the windowsill and looked out at the palace as it stretched out around me. With a bourbon glass in one hand, I swirled the amber liquid around, hearing the ice cubes clinking against the glass.

Taking a sip, I looked at the broken lapel pin that I clung to in my other hand. The person who gave it to me meant more than anything else in the world. But it was broken. It broke from saving my life.

like it was on fire and the whole world seemed to be made of pure,

brighten my day. The only person who could do that was

ago, Jake told me that her father had taken her to

like she had been gone from

literally, it was

of it when they’d taken her away but

Ciana. She could be physically healed and have her memories restored. Supposedly, she'd be blessed again so that she'd

except for no one knew when

was. Did she remember me yet? If she did, was she missing me

her she was pregnant yet? After so much time, it

get to meet

much longer would this

been able to find a path to go to his

her. I wanted her in

the memory of her warm skin under my touch. I refused

would return. I had faith

took another sip of bourbon and turned away from the open window. As much as I missed her and wanted to know what was going on, there was not

as I wanted to go chasing after Ciana and check on her, for the time being, I had to first focus on

with the lapel pin as I finished off my bourbon. Even now, it was the only piece

is," Jake said, coming into

was all caught up. Did I miss

"but you have someone's homework to check

to my heart like before. I almost forgot that it was report

I went to Alexander's

for his education and

Alexander jumped out from his chair, but then he thought of something and bowed with a serious expression, "Greetings, Your

he also added etiquette to

a bit odd to be so formal, but I figured I needed to set a good example, especially if that was what he

were with me

incredibly smart and continues to excel,'

mastered self-defense and has progressed well in his attacks as

looked over the report card they’d put together

good. Pretty soon, I'll have to quiz

He grinned at me.

is still a young, growing boy

that true?' I asked, arching an eyebrow at

much to improve before I can match you,

a few years to

be able to help you as

on building a solid

this time, I could tell he

could talk privately. I tossed his

know I can help you," he

that too. But you don't need to rush this. I missed out on a lot growing up. While you have

grown up already," Alexander reminded me. "There's not much you

ruffled his hair. He made me

Independent, determined,

up, patting his shoulder. "When the time comes, I

Theo, I miss Ciana," Alexander

that come from?"

The Novel will be updated daily. Come back and continue reading tomorrow, everyone!

Comments ()

0/255