Chapter 5 Chapter 5

Desdemona’s POV

Cosmos sauntered into the room and stared at me and softly meowed.

“Yeah I know I look like shit. I look better than I actually feel,” I said as I lay down on the make shift bed on the stone floor. Cosmos came closer to me and whispered. “You could feel them being harmed, couldn’t you?”

“I could. But how did you know that? Is there anything you aren’t telling me Cosmos?” I asked as I could feel the dull throbbing ache at the place on my head where Damien had hit. My throat was parched but I knew drinking water would not assuage this sensation. And all I could do was wait.

“They need to know where you are, Mona. They need to know tonight…it is a miracle that you both have held out for so long,” said Cosmos as I could feel his whiskers on my face.

“What do you mean, Cosmos?” I ask, as I could feel something taking over me. Almost as if I was drugged and my eyelids were heavy as if made of lead.

“They are yours, stupid girl. That’s why you dream of them…tonight tell them who you are…they are the ones who need you to be. Now sleep…for this is the closest I can get you to them,” I heard him speak before it was all dark and I was there again. In that room.

Now all of them were awake.

I move around to look at them clearly, as One’s eyes glimmer with flakes of gold for second, and the sword he was carrying falls to his side.

“What are you?” He sounded a little calmer now, sounding more curious and less hostile.

“I am…I am…” I stutter. He was talking to me. Finally he was talking to me. I was still stunned by the fact that he could actually see me. It didn’t matter that my step-mother and step-brother had tried killing me. All that mattered was he could see me, and hear me. “You can really see me?”

He lets gaze dip, and he bites down on his bottom lip. “I can definitely see you.”

So much relief floods me at once that it’s a little dizzying. After spending all this time completely invisible to all of them, I was finally being seen? By them? I can talk to them?

Tears cloud my vision as I feel my knees buckle. How is this happening? Nothing short of a miracle could pull this of! But everything goes black for a moment.

“They sent one of their own assassins. This guy’s sword is far better than the junks that we are handed over. It disappeared the moment he was gone. I barely saw it in time to know it was even here at all,” said One. That is the first thing that I hear once I am back.

I didn’t fade from the room.

“And she saved you?” Three asks as he is still staring at One. Then he looks at me.

I can feel the weight of his gaze, and I swear, if I could have an orgasm, just the weight of his gaze would give it to me.

“Yeah but she is not something we have encountered before. It is like she is a being with soul, but not alive or dead. I have never felt anything like it.”

“And apparently like all women she can faint too,” said Two. They are talking about me while looking at me. Because this is really happening right now.

And I open my eyes, and they all go stiff as they stare at me.

“That’s fucking creepy,” said Two, as he visibly shuddered.

“Someone needs to try to die again, so I can see if I can save you again and become whole before you,” I tell the three guys who are staring at me as though I have sprouted fur.

I check and see that I am same, just a bit…nope, no fur, no tail.

“What the actual fuck did she say?” asked Three.

“Those weren’t the first words I was planning to say when all of you saw me together but seriously someone has to try and die so as to see if that is the only way I can level up before you guys,” I state again.

“Who the hell are you? What are you? And why the hell are you?” One asks me, crossing his arms over his impressive still bare chest.

“I am Desdemona Mitchell,” I replied. Well because that seemed a good place to start, with my name.

“I don’t understand. Are you a human? Are you a shifter? Are you alive? What is going on?” asked Two, with a confused expression marring his beautiful face.

“She is saying her name. I had seen it in a movie once that ghosts don’t have memories, and they kind of attach to something where their death happened. So probably not a ghost,” said Three.

“I am not a ghost,” I repeat after Three and he smiles and then gestures at me showing that he was right. “I am born of Alpha but I can’t shift. So, I am a wolf freak you can say. But I am not dead and I am alive, but I am not exactly here. I don’t even know how you all can see me when you couldn’t for all this time.”

“All this time?” asked One.

“I have been watching you guys for some time now. Say almost a year, but you never sensed me. Not once…so I don’t know what exactly happened today,” I shrug.

The expressions on their faces were ranging from fear, confusion, curiosity, anger and so many things.

“You have been spying on us for a fucking year?” snarled Two and I grimaced.

“If I did spy on you, why would I save him?” I point at One and then add,” and please don’t tell me you don’t believe I saved him. Because I did save him. Also I am pretty certain you are all connected to me somehow and should find me in real world if you need to get the answers.”

“Real world? You mean to say that you are out their somehow and also here at the same time? Are you astral projecting right now? How?” asked One in shock. He was definitely shocked now.

“I don’t know what this is but I asleep and dreaming in my bed, sorry dungeon right now. So if you could really find me in real life, that would be great because I know for starters that my family just tried to kill me. And they won’t be stopping soon. Also, I know that you guys are cursed and I am the one who can break it.”

And I was snatched out of that room that instant.

Huh! Go figure!

All I could give them was my name..