Chapter 5: My Death, My Recarnation
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Daphne POV
There was silence but then, everyone burst into laughter and resumed their harsh words on me.
I knew that wish would never be granted but I just poured my heart.
"Burn her!" They all roared.
He ordered the two men who were beside me, ready to pour their duty on me.
Almost immediately, the deltas with the flame lights me up.
I cried as the pain was burning. The excruciating torture it gave and I felt my skin being dragged and melting.
The fact that I never got a chance to love and cherish the child in my woman made me cry.
"No! Arghhh"
My past lives flashes before me.
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"Wake up, Blevine!"
"Oh no! She'd miss him!"
I breathe hard, my eyes dart to and fro as the sweet scent of vanilla hits my nose.
A feminine voice curses, I heard the swooshing sound of brush and then the feel of sun rays bathing my face.
I was dead, but the aura I felt even with my eyes closed didn't feel like I was in heaven.
Slowly, I squint my eyes opened and it took a while for my vision to become lucid.
The first face that became visible was her, Lyra, my best friend.
She was dead...
My head throbs and I winced, quite puzzled over the whole scenario. Where was I?
"Arghh! Get up Blevine, it's time" her sonorous voice muses as she pushed me from where I laid.
My body thud on the ground and the first place my hand touched was my stomach.
My baby.
My breath was ragged as nothing made sense. Was I in the past.
Her feet stomped closer to me and I looked up at her. She was dressed as though she was going to a club.
"What's wrong with you, Blevine? Did you change your mind?" She added and my brows pulled at her.
Before she could talk, she held my hand and yanked me up from the ground. I stuttered, panting softly.
This scene feels familiar... it's the day...
"The day we are sneaking to meet the hot guy!" She asserts, her cheeks flushes red.
I gasped and covered my lips, shivering where I stood.
"This must be a dream!" I screamed, touching my body to feel if I was alive.
"Yeah right! We have been planning to sneak you out of the palace, so dress up quickly before the patrol team begins their duty" she said and this time around she was by the mirror applying makeup.
It's today that I get to Peris, the hot guy who I had a one-night-stand with.
If I don't get to see Peris, we'd never have s*x, and he'd never be attracted to me, and I don't get to marry Lance!
I rubbed my chest and sat on the bed, shaking my head if any of this is real. Even if it wasn't, I would play along to stay alive in this nightmare.
I shifted my gaze back at the excited Lyra. There she was, I felt so sad that she'd die and now that she lives, I'd make this moment precious for her.
"I'm not going" i declared with a soft sigh and laying down on the bed.
"What!" She lamented with a frown on her face while curl myself on the bed.
Lyra tried to convince me but I claimed to be sick. Nothing of what she said registered in my head not until I heard the door slammed behind me.
She left but I was just wondering how the scene of today would unfold. I was here to safe myself and not get involved with Peris and Lance.
While I laid on my bed, I suddenly heard a knock. I didn't respond to it and only stared at the door.
It came again and I guess whoever it is must be persistent. I jerked from the bed and stride towards the door.
Hastily, I opened it only to find Lance leaning on the wall with a cold face at me. I froze, puzzled and steaming with hate and anger.
The fact that he was the first I'd meet after murdering me freaks me out.
We only met when Peris introduced me to him, and that's like months after now, so why was he here? What changed.
He had a cigarette at the tip of his lips, his eyes widened at the sight of me.
"Hey princess,"
He called me, seductively striding closer to me and all I could think was hate.
Annoyingly, I held my doorknob to slam the door at his face but he placed his leg in between my door and flung it open.
He began to move forward but I didn't move, only glaring at him.
"That's not a good way to treat your mate and future husband" he assert and my brows pulled together.
What! What am I still doing here with him? I should punch his face, shred him apart but only fear gripped me.
He shouldn't be here.
"Get out of my room!" I ordered and all he did was spit the cigarette.
"Seeing you in person makes me want you princess" he seductively said with a soft sigh that made my stomach twitches.
I spit on his face, fuming in my heart.
"I'd never be yours!" I barked searching around my room if I'd fine something to hit him and defend myself.
"Yeah, I'd take note of that when you scream that you're mine" he teased, his eyes flashes at me.
I clenched my fist, wanting my wolf to morph out of me just so I could devour this man into pieces but suddenly she wasn't responding.
"I won't let you this time!" I coldly affirms wanting to defend myself at all cost.
However, he grabbed a fistful of my shirt, drawing me closer to him. My heart skipped because I couldn't even defend myself, not again, not him!
"It's okay, I'd be gentle"
Immediately he said that line, he captured my lips.
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