Macy’s POV
I sat quietly in the front seat of Grandma’s old trunk, while she drove.
My heart was racing with all the new-found information my Nana told me, I wondered how all this could be true. But I saw the pictures and the dreams I had felt so real.
Nana drove for thirty minutes before we finally arrived at a house located in the woods just outside the town.
Who lives in a kind of weary place like this? I thought as we came down from the car, The House looked like those haunted ones I usually see in the movies.
I feared going close to the building, the place gave me a weird feeling, “Come on now, Marathi, don’t just stand there.” Nana says, bringing me out of my haunted thoughts.
My legs moved toward my grandma, and I walked closely behind her, wouldn’t want to be left behind. You know how the last person is always the first to die in the horror movies, yea I thought about that.
We arrived at the door and Grandma rang the doorbell just once, before taking a step back from the door. I simply stood behind her, observing everything that was happening.
We waited for about two minutes before the door creaked open, but nobody came forth, Grandma motioned for us to go in, and hesitantly I followed Nana in, the moment we entered the door shut itself with a loud thud, making me gasp.
My eyes wandered around where I was, and I was awestruck to see that the interior of this place was absolutely different from the outer layout of what it flaunts.
My eyes stared widely at the most beautiful house I have ever stepped foot, this place screamed luxury, and it looked nothing compared to the exterior design.
Just in someone covered in a cloak from its head to its feet appears before us, my heart races when this person moves toward us.
This unknown person finally arrives in front of us and stretches out its hand, immediately Nana places her hand on this strange person’s hand, and a knife is brought forth without delay, this person sliced through my Nana’s palm creating an injury on her palm as blood poured down, I hiss at this activity done in front of me and reached out to my Grandma in concern.
However, I am stopped by my Nana, who shakes her head at me. Unwillingly, I retreat my hand back.
A stainless cup appeared out of nowhere which was used to fetch my Nana’s blood dripping from her injured palm.
I stared confused with everything that unfolded in front of my eyes. After collecting a minimum amount of blood, the cup was lifted and this strange person holds my Nana’s injured palm, and at that moment the injury disappears like it was not there at all, making me gasp out loud.
” Come on,” Nana says, gesturing for us to go take a seat, warily I follow her to a double sofa, and we take a seat.
And for the fifth time since I arrived here, I was amazed, staring right at me was the most beautiful woman I have ever met, she uncovered herself with the cloak she had on. Making me wonder why someone as gorgeous would cover herself up with a cloak.
” I see she finally knows who she is,” the beautiful lady who appeared to be in her late twenties speaks up,
” Yes, Serai, she knows,” Grandma says looking at me,
The lady’s eyes move to my neck searching for something, “I see she is still unmarked,” she says with a frown on her face.
” Yes, but I believe In due time, she’ll be marked by him,” Grandma says this time.
” What are you talking about?” I asked both of them, oblivious to whatever they were speaking of,
” Come with me, Macy, let me show you where it all began,” the woman says, stretching her hand toward me, I turn my gaze to Grandma, who nods her head at me, and cautiously I place my hands in the woman’s hand.
She leads me into another room and this one is different from the first one, in this room sat two chairs opposite each other which were the only furniture placed in the room.
She led me to one of the chairs and I sat down, she took the seat opposite me. ” Macy, I know you are confused about what is going on, but trust me, you play a big role in this fulfillment and we have waited a long time for your birth,”
” You have waited for me?”
” Close your eyes, and allow the spirits to you suck in, for with that shall the truth unfold before your eyes!”
The moment I closed my eyes, I felt a strong wind consume me, it was so powerful my body could not withhold it, and at that point my whole body shivered.
I heard voices so loud it hurt my ears, I screamed out in agony, and the pain lasted for about thirty seconds before everything went silent.
” You can open your eyes now Macy,” I heard a familiar voice speak to me,
I slowly opened my eyes and I realized I’m not in my Nana’s village anymore, in front of me stood a castle with horses and carriages that was used in ancient times,
” Where am I?”
” Welcome to the kingdom of Draco! Macy, this is where it all started,”
I turned around to see the lady from earlier, standing beside me.
” You, how did we get here?”
” My name is Serai. I’m one of the last descendants of the white witches and I teleported us here with my powers.” the lady explains,
” Witch!!” I yelled surprised,
” Yes, now come on, we only have a few hours before the spell wears out, we would rather not be stuck in another dimension now,”
The place seemed busy as the streets were filled with people dressed in ancient clothing, it appeared we were invisible to their eyes as they simply walked past us without concern, being that we were both dressed in modern clothes.
We got to the castle gates and casually walked in, Serai held my hands, and at that moment we appeared in a large chamber, a middle-aged man dressed in royal attire paced back and forth, there was a crown on his head, indicating that maybe he was a king.
In front of him sat a girl who seemed to be crying, I looked closely and realized the girl to be me! However, she was the same person in my dream who was referred to as a princess, she was the blonde version of myself.
However, why is she crying?
” You are getting married to him, whether you like it or not! Cry all you want, I do not care!” the king yelled at the girl, it hurt me to see her sobbing that bad,
” What is going on here?” I asked Serai in a whisper, “It is okay to speak freely nobody can see or hear us, this is king Shawn-Van Brooke, the ruler of the great kingdom of Draco and the father of Mara Van-Brooke, you see the girl sobbing she is his daughter.”
” Why does she look so much like me then?”
” Because you are her descendant, Macy,”
” I am?”, “Yes, you are,”
” She is being forced to be mated to a werewolf by her father,”
” Forced? But why?”
” Because he craves power and strength, he is a selfish and vicious man who thinks about only himself.”
” I thought werewolves are usually mated to their chosen, why is she being forced into a marriage with one, then?” I asked confused,
” The king has allies, and they desire to know the strength of the offspring of a human and a werewolf would be, so a small pack has agreed to give in their son to the king in exchange for land and gold,”
” This is crazy,” I murmur.
The scenery changes and this time, we are in another room. I noticed Mara dressed covered in sheets she laid on a bed crying bitterly,
” How dare you rape me, you beast!!” she yelled angrily, pointing toward a man who stood a few inches away from the bed, his upper body was bare.
” You are my wife, Mara, whatever happened between us is normal, and I have every right to touch you!” he yelled back,
” I hate you! I hate you so much!” Mara cried painfully,
The scenery changes again, this time it was in a small village, “Push! I see the baby’s head,” I heard a voice from inside a small cottage,
Serai and I walked into the cottage, where a pregnant Mara lay on a bed with contraction pain, she was to deliver her baby.
After a few minutes of pushing, the cry of a baby was heard, “It is a girl. Praise be to the stars,” the lady who helped her says in joy,
” Greta you know what to do, please help me up,” Mara says in between pain,
” Won’t you at least look at her face, my lady,” the woman says,
” Greta you know what to do, do not make me repeat myself, take her away and do it discreetly, make sure you do it promise me,”
” I promise my lady,”
” Thank you,” Mara says weakly,
” Hurry, they are close,” a guard stationed outside says In panic.
I watch how Greta gets on a horse and rides away with the baby, Mara brings out a dagger and points it to her stomach.
” I lay this curse upon you Shawn Van-Brooke and Vicram Watt. Your generations shall suffer like you made me suffer, seasons upon seasons, time after time, our descendants shall unite again, but just like you made me suffer and go through pain, so shall they suffer.”
With those words, she stabbed herself with the dagger, I watched closely my heart racing as life slowly seeps out of her body.
The moment she passes away, a loud screeching noise, is heard as I crunch down with both hands on my ears. I heard Serai mumbling some words at that point, a white light shines, blinding my eyes for a moment.