Blood of Immortals

“Who are you?” Asked the dark and menacing figure in front of me.

“I am here to save you,” I answered.

“Why?” he asked.

“Because you are in pain.”

“I have been abandoned for so long, why now?” he asked me again, accusingly.

“I know.”

“I waited for so long for someone to get me back, to get me from this lonely and dark place.” he paused, rage and pain can be heard in his voice. “But no one came…”

“No one came! No one came! I waited and waited! No one came!” He kept repeating this and I couldn’t do anything but watch him and cry.

“I am sorry,” I said as tears fell from my eyes. “I am sorry.” I crouched beside him and hugged him. “It’s my fault,” I told him.

Then I released my disguise revealing my real self.

“I wanted to save you from death, but I didn’t know it would take this long for me to save you from this darkness.”

“You…” The shock was evident on his face as he looked at my face.

“I am your mate.” Then, he cried as he embraced me tightly. “Please come with me,” I told him.

“What’s your name?” he asked.

“Aroa.”

Then I opened my eyes. “What was that?” I asked myself. “My dreams are getting weirder.” I wiped my cheeks wet from tears.

Why am I having these dreams? Why am I so affected by them? Are they really just dreams? Or do they have a deeper meaning?

I tried to remember my dream. According to my dream, my mate is in a very lonely and dark place and he needs me to save him.

Suddenly, I am filled with worry. How can I save anyone? I am nothing but a weak omega. I couldn’t even save myself from bullies. How can I save him?

There is nothing I could do but pray to the moon goddess, wishing that all my dreams just meant nothing and that whoever my mate is, he would be safe even if it meant never seeing him…

As long as he’s safe.