Lost In Time (Supernatural-Romance)

Part 5: Right Here In Your Arms

For my new readers, you will find this part a bit confusing. Part 5 is highly connected to the events in my Sanctum book, starting from Chapters 47 to 70, and specifically to Chapters 63, 65 and 66. However, I am still grateful with you for spending time with this short story. This would be the last part of Khronus and Selene's love story. I dearly hope that you love it as much as I do. ^_^

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J.M. Felic

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Life continued on as if nothing had happened... well at least that's what the mansion's staff was going through, but for the Clave Family? Certainly not.

When Father Linus died the next day, the duke and duchess became uptight with almost everything. They lessened their attendance on parties outside and even stopped their own in the mansion. They hired bodyguards — all fifty of them — stationed in and out of the mansion to give the family protection. They also hired two in-house physicians and three nurses to cater to their health needs and be present should any emergency accident arose. If there was one word that would describe the duke and duchess' overprotective behavior, it would be the word psychotic.

Truly, they were shit-scared with what they have dubbed now as 'the curse' of the Clave Family.

Because of this, Duke Wyndall had been in and out of Soren, frequently visiting Vatican to ask for help. To calm the poor man's fears, Pope Sixtus decided to establish a secret brotherhood of guardian priests for the Clave Family alone. A second priest was sent to the mansion to act as a guide and spiritual support for the members. Father Jerbaum was his name, called to be the second guardian priest as the first one, Father Linus had died.

Duchess Chyntelle decided to defer any suitor hunting. This of course made Selene happy. At least there was something good that comes out of this 'mess'— as what her mother had specifically dubbed. As a result of this, the duchess spent lesser time with her. Well, it's not like she had actually been an active and supportive mother to Selene in the first place. Dinners had become pretty awkward too without the constant arguments. With the duke's continued absence and the duchess' unwillingness to mingle with her, Mrs. Latrice was the one left to ever so willingly cheer her up and comfort her.

Selene wasn't an emotional woman. Crying wasn't her cup-of-tea, but for at least seventeen days, all she ever did was that — every fucking single night. Yes. Every time darkness accompanied her. It made her think of him... of Khronus and his passion for her.

The loneliness in the dark made her think of his touch, his kisses, his face and the way he looks at her. Every memory about him was like the current of a waterfall; never ceasing, bound to flow forever. She had acted normally during the day and whenever she was with her parents, but come nightfall every suppressed sadness in her heart she pours it out into her pillow.

Her crying gradually ceased when she found out after the eighteenth day that she was pregnant with Khronus' child — which was an undeniable fact. Of course, her parents were devastated. They even went as far as to suggest abortion with it, but Father Jerbaum being a faithful priest, was against the idea. They didn't have any choice though as Selene was adamant on carrying the fetus to term. This was her remembrance of Khronus. She may not be sure if he feels the same way, but having a tangible part of him with her was enough.

As normally as any other pregnancy, exactly after nine months, the babe was born. It was a home delivery though, not wanting for Duke Wyndall to inform the population that they had a demon baby in their family.