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KABANATA LXXXVIII
Third Person's POV
"He wanted me to take his daughter's name, Miciera, as a symbol of his regret and guilt for losing her. No amount of power could ever bring her back. That's when I learned a crucial lesson: not all demons are driven by pure evil; some are merely victims of their own poor choices. That's when I gained this power..." She said, raising her hands and gazing at them as if they were the most remarkable things she'd ever seen.
"The demon's essence now resides within me, granting me more power than I could have ever hoped for. That's why you can sense the demonic blood in me—it's the reason I'm still alive. He knew that nothing else in this world mattered to me but power." Muli niyang ibinalik ang tingin dito.
Parang may kung anong mabigat na bagay na dumadagan ngayon sa dibdib ni Everly dahil hindi niya mapigilang makita ang sarili niya dito. Alam niya ang pakiramdam ng mawalan ng minamahal sa buhay, ang tanging alaala lang na matatandaan mo sa kanila ay ang mga emosyong pinaramdam nila sayo, masama man sila o mabuti.
"A few months ago, I lost the elderly woman who raised me as her own. She was taken by another demon. Now, all I can think about is making that demon pay for taking away my only loved one. When I saw your power and how it overwhelmed those monsters and demons, I realized I had finally found what I had been searching for amidst all this chaos—an alliance." She met Everly's gaze, conveying her sincere intentions.
They were alike—two women shattered by fate and cruelty. There's no one more suited for Miciera to stand beside than Everly, through everything that's about to unfold. She's prepared to stake her life on this alliance because she believes Everly is her only hope to quench the endless vengeance and hatred she holds against the dark coven.
"Whether you see it or not, we're alike, Everly. I need you as much as you need me. I'm asking you to trust and believe in me. I can't imagine standing with anyone else through this chaos and destruction. Please, accept me as your ally, and I vow not to let you down." Tuluyan na siyang napaluhod sa lupa matapos sabihin ang mga salitang iyon. Ramdam niya pa din ang pagtulo ng luha sa kanyang mata at ang mahigpit na pagkakakuyom ng kanyang palad.
She doesn't know what she'll do if Everly will still refuse to accept her. She's her only hope to get the justice she wants.
"Are you willing to pledge your loyalty, Miciera." Usal nito makaraan ang ilang minutong pananahimik. Mabilis naman na ini-angat ni Miciera ang tingin pabalik dito, bago sunod sunod na itinango ang ulo.
"I will pledge my loyalty only to you, my lady. Offering you my life is nothing but a small token of my gratitude for taking me under your wings." Masayang usal niya dito bago yumuko bilang pag respeto.
"I hope we soar high with the wings your seeing in me Miciera." Sagot nito bago tuluyan muling tumalikod sa kanyang direksyon at nag-umpisang maglakad. Saglit siyang napatulala sa likod nito dahil tila ba nakita niya ang aparisyon ni Lord Gallore sa ekspresyong nakapaskil sa mukha nito.
That's when she realized that Everly indeed has some similarities with Gallore. They are both powerful beings driven to the edge, the only difference they have is the outcomes of their own decisions.
Kaagad naman siyang tumayo at sumunod na sa likuran nito. Tahimik lang sila na naglakad patungo sa sentrong mansion. Bahagyang natigilan ang mga nilalang na kasalukuyang nag-aayos ng paligid nang sandaling madaanan nila ito. Kita niya ang pagrehistro ng pare-parehong ekspresyon sa mga mukha ng mga ito habang nakatitig sa dalaga.
BINABASA MO ANG
MY CURSED MATE
WerewolfA cursed appearance. A shattered destiny. A truth that could rewrite history. In the shadowed lands of Grand Orleas, EVERLY is a living symbol of fear and loathing. Her disfigured visage mirrors the incurable disease wrought by warlocks-servants of...
