His Beloved(A vampire's mate)

Chapter 31

*Veronica's POV*

I was swallowed in darkness. This darkness was void of anything, cold and lonely. I felt unsafe and unsecured. I was falling and falling and falling. I was screaming, yelling, yet no sound to be heard. It just felt like my throat was sore. I didn't like thus feeling one bit.

I finally stopped falling and landed on my ass, but I didn't feel the effect, since fear was in every hormone.
And suddenly it became bright, too bright for my eyes to hold. So I shut them close, tightly.

"Open your eyes." I heard the calmest voice I have ever heard. Cool and refreshing, causing tingles down my spine. It sounded so familiar. I shut my eyes open, immediately.

"Who are you?" I said a little bit cautioned  to take the out stretched arm.

"You don't recognize me?" The voice said again. I couldn't see clearly, so I rubbed the back of my palm gently against my eyes.

I tried again and this time I could see more clearly. I looked up again towards the bright light and I noticed that it moved. The owner of the calm voice left.

I got up in a rush, making my weak legs give out. I gathered myself up again and tried. I was successful.

I ran towards the light, until I stopped at a peach tree. The figure was facing back. Staring at what seems to be a red moon. It was a feminine figure. I could tell with the long black hair and white robe. She had a strong aura of great strength and power, like a goddess. So I called out.

"Goddess of...I suppose, peach." I said in a low tone. She turned around swiftly. ' maybe I was correct. Or not '. I thought as I saw a frown on her beautiful face. She was extremely beautiful.

Flawless fair skin, that reflected the moon. Deep blue eyes as that of the dark sea. Tall and slender, with all curves at right areas and lips as that of peach.
Maybe she was the goddess of peach.

"I guess you haven't changed. Still have the same crazy name formulation. ' witch chef ' that never gets old." She said with a short sad laugh.

Her words replayed. ' witch chef '
I remember clearly, I only use that for only one person, each time she makes a delicious meal. Mother.
"Mom..." I called out in a meat whisper.

"Daughter...my Veronica, my little velca. I have missed you so much." She said as she moved closer to me, covering the Gap and in gloving me in a tight, passionate hug.

I felt tears streaming down my cheeks. I never, ever imagined that I will meet her again, much more hug her.

"Where is this place? Why are you here all alone? Where is dad?" I asked all the questions that swam to the surface of my mind.

She broke the hug and held me on my shoulders.
"There isn't much time left. You have to go back, or you will be trapped forever."  She said as a tear drop flowed down her cheeks.

"I don't want to leave you. I miss you." I said in a whisper. Afraid that if I talked normally she may disappear.

"Me too. But destiny calls, you have to answer." She said.

"What destiny?"

"This is the spirit realm. You can't be here, unless you are half dead of fully dead." She said as she straighten my hair.

"Why did you leave me? What destiny?" I asked in a husky tone, trying to stop the flow of tears.

"I'm sorry my little velca. Your father and I made you pass through a lot alone." She apologized.

"Please mother, explain."

"You see, I'm not just human, but also witch. My mother is witch and my father human. I committed a great taboo and mated with your father, a vampire, an emperor for that matter and I gave birth to you, a greater taboo, a curse. I'm paying the consequences by being trapped in between life and death.