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Chapter 7 - An Unexpected Encounter

His pov

Beneath the vast expanse of the moonlit sky, I discovered her lying on the

earth, a portrait of vulnerability. Unconscious, she wore the weight of

exhaustion, her visage etched with weariness. Hastening towards her, I

observed rivulets of sweat cascading down her face, a testament to the burden

of low blood pressure, accompanied by tears that spoke volumes of untold

stories. Gently, I sought to rouse her from the depths of her unconsciousness,

my hand tenderly caressing her pallid features.

Her eyes fluttered open, a fragile gaze meeting mine, only to surrender once

more to the refuge of my embrace. Cloaked in opulent attire, she seemed an

anomaly in this unexpected setting. A suspicion flickered within me—was she

a pawn in some sinister game, a victim of clandestine designs? It crossed my

mind, the notion that perhaps she had narrowly escaped the clutches of

malevolence. The approaching footsteps served as an urgent cue, compelling

me to lift her from the ground and propel us from the draft.

We descended swiftly, finding sanctuary in the seclusion of her backyard, an

oasis of solitude. Nestled amidst verdant meadows, I carefully laid her down,

anticipating the return of consciousness. As I beheld her countenance,

adorned in the finery of her gown

In that moment of suspended time, I contemplated the inexplicable

connection that had brought me to her aid. The first encounter had sparked a

fleeting sense of familiarity, and later in the library, she had been a vivacious

presence, a chatterbox whose loquacity tested the limits of my patience.

Despite my inclination to keep to myself, fate had interceded, compelling me

to extricate her from peril. The rationale behind my actions eluded me, a

mystery shrouded in the enigma of the night.

Her stirring hinted at the imminent return to consciousness, diverting my

musings. With a final, lingering gaze, I took leave of her presence, propelled

by an inexplicable force that had entwined our destinies on that surreal night.

She lingered persistently in the recesses of my thoughts, a presence that

begged interrogation. Why was she etched into the canvas of my mind? To

the best of my knowledge, there existed no uprising amongst their kindred

with humans. An insatiable curiosity spurred me to unravel the mystery

enveloping her.

Familiar visages filled the room—Melissa, Jackson, and others, their words

orbiting around her. "How dare she lay hands on you?" Melissa's voice

reverberated, a vow of retribution echoing in her words. "I will make her

suffer for her actions, arthur."

Liam's response cut through the charged air, a proclamation of possessiveness

that sent shivers through the room. "Touch her, and your life diminishes

Every peril she faces subtracts from your lifeline melinda ," he warned.

"you've got to find her. She can't have gone far, and if you locate her, make

sure she gets back home safe." I made myself out from the room of tension

with his words echoed in my head. "Did you catch that, Jackson?.

I didn't even know he knows about her?" Jackson questioned. "Yeah, he does.

He was there when we dealt with Kai. Wanted her brother gone, but I didn't

know he had cared for her life.I thought he wanted me to handle her, do

something about her, or maybe hurt her. Kai wrecked his whole ship, a big hit

for him. I figured he'd hold a grudge, but no, he has something else in his

head. Now my fate's in her hands. What a mess!" Jackson looked puzzled by

my sudden breakdown.

She was really getting on my nerves. I wondered where she'd gone. Asked my

people to find her, and out of nowhere, I got word she was at home. That

shocked me. "How is she at home? Jumped from here or whatever, and no

one's got the guts to lend a hand. I need to see her now." I hopped on my ship

and set course for home. I walked into the room, and she was lying in bed, sipping water. "How did you get here?" I asked. She replied, "I woke up in

bed; I don't know." I wasn't convinced. "Are you saying you fell from up

there?" I pressed. She shot back, "Why would I lie? No one's brave enough to

help me if I was." I pondered her words but couldn't shake off thoughts of

Liam.

"What did you do to arthur, you witch?" I accused. She looked at me

skeptically, "What?" she retorted, "Don't act innocent. You know what you

did." i asked, "Okay, fine, I did it. But he deserved that ." I was shocked, "Do

you realize who he is? The founder of Gogo's son. He can ruin us." She

scoffed, "Who understands that better than me? He took everything from me

– my brother, my people. What's left for him to do? Kill me or torture me? I

can handle both." I'm up for both challenges. After uttering those words, I

gracefully glided my way to the washroom, leaving her in a state of tranquil curiosity.