IT ISN'T A SIN IT'S A MATE MARK (Meliodas X OC)

Chapter-8 (Edited)

"the person who made me suffer like this WILL DIE...! WILL DIE IN MY HAND... IF NOT I WILL DIE IN HIS HAND...!" 

MELIODAS' POV:

My eyes widened in shock when I heard Kanani's words. Even though they were barely audible, the raw intensity in her voice sent a chill down my spine. Her body trembled violently, and tears cascaded from her eyes, hidden behind a veil of despair. I could see her trying to hold herself together, but the weight of her emotions was overwhelming. "Kanani, don't take them seriously," King urged, his voice gentle yet firm as he tried to calm her down.

Kanani didn't respond immediately. Instead, she seemed lost in thought, her breathing shallow and erratic. Suddenly, she wiped her tears away with a swift motion, a cold determination replacing the sorrow in her eyes. "Yes, King, you're right," she said, her voice laced with a bitterness that made my heart ache. "Because I know nothing till now, living a fake life is both better and worse than facing the truth, right?"

Her words stunned us, leaving us in a state of disbelief. As she spoke, her form began to fade, her presence slipping away from us like sand through our fingers. Panic surged through me as I realized she was leaving. "KANANI!" I shouted, my voice filled with desperation. I lunged forward, wrapping my arms around her, refusing to let her vanish into nothingness. She jolted in shock, her body stiffening against mine. "M-Meliodas...!" she stammered, her voice tinged with surprise and something else—something deeper.

Her eyes widened, a deep blush spreading across her cheeks as our closeness registered. For a moment, her guard was down, and she hesitated before finally returning my embrace. "I'm not going away," she whispered softly, her voice trembling. "I'm just going to rest for a while. I'll join you at the Boar Hat... okay?"

As she spoke, she leaned in, her lips brushing against mine in a gentle, fleeting kiss. My breath caught in my throat, and I could feel the warmth of her lips lingering even as she fully disappeared from my arms. My eyes widened in surprise, a small, tender smile forming on my lips as I traced the spot where she had kissed me, my heart pounding in my chest.

KANANI'S POV:

When I teleported back home, my face was flushed, my heart racing uncontrollably. I threw myself onto the bed, burying my face into the pillow, trying to process what had just happened. 

 I whispered to myself, my voice muffled by the pillow. I rolled around on the bed, my mind a chaotic whirlwind of emotions. Every time I thought about the kiss, my heart would skip a beat, and my cheeks would burn even hotter.

Suddenly, a strange, dark presence filled the room, making me freeze in place. I sat up, adrenaline pumping through my veins. My senses sharpened, and I grabbed my whip, standing in a defensive stance. My eyes darted around the room, searching for the source of the demonic energy.

In the dim light, a figure emerged from the shadows, raising his hands in a gesture of surrender. I didn't lower my guard, my whip coiled and ready to strike. "Who are you, and why are you here?" I demanded, my voice firm, though my heart pounded in my chest.

The figure stepped forward, the light revealing his face. His expression was a mix of sorrow and determination. "I am Zeldris, the Commandment of Piety," he said quietly, his voice tinged with a sadness that caught me off guard. "I am the third son of the Demon King."