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“I will be your knight,” I whispered as if the little girl would be able to hear my declaration. “I will fight and lead you to victory, until all those who sought your demise and unhappiness are six feet under.”

It was a vow that didn’t matter what timeline I was in, for I knew within the depths of my soul…I’d keep my promise.

CHAPTER2

Awaken In The Realms Of Truth

~NERISSA~

A deep melody sang to me in the depths of my dreams.

The song was familiar, as though it had been sung to me the moment I’d arrived in this world. Cradled in arms of love, I was swayed from side to side, while the skies of magnificent shades twinkled down below.

It was a world of light, a place where love was palpable, and I knew that I was in safe arms and surrounded by paradise.

What changed to take me away from such perfection?

The soft strokes of my head made me stir from my sleep; the darkness that clawed at me to steal me away was only shaded by a power that left me tingling in intrigue. The urgency to discover what entity prowled in my personal space outweighed the immense exhaustion that settled into my very bones, but attempting to open my eyes felt like a mission on its own.

I only managed to lift them halfway, my gaze blurry while I fought to see who peered down at me.

The lights were dimmed and surrounded by darkness, but flickers of orange danced along the individual’s face — illuminating it in a way that was both haunting and alluring.

Despite the fact that I knew nothing about this individual, I felt a sense of safety I hadn’t in a long time. It was different from my pack, monsters, or archangels. It gave off a parental protectiveness that reminded me of Athena.

My heart ached for her, and the reminder of her final moments made me whimper as my eyes began to dip. By the time they closed, I knew I wouldn’t have the energy to reopen them, but the sadness overwhelmed me.

The humming melody paused, as if sensing my depression, but the stroking of my head continued, in hopes of delivering some form of comfort. I felt like I’d failed someone who deserved to take on the role they were destined to play. Not to die at the peak of knowing the truth and be lost at the hands of death.

I didn’t want to be hopeless.

I sought to find a way to claim back what was rightfully mine.

To regain my mother, who deserved to witness me face the one who’d delayed and destroyed what was originally destined for us.

But the clock was ticking, and I had no strength to aid in such a grand mission.

“Do not fear loss,” a deep voice whispered. “What is yours has every intention of returning to you. All you must do is fight for it, child.”

The voice reminded me of the man in my memory, and I wondered if I was back in the past. No matter where I was, his words gave me a sense of relief as my tense body began to relax.

“Sleep and appease you troubled destined ones,” he encouraged, which left me feeling drowsier as I began to drift away. “The time has come to walk a path of chaos…the path for you to claim everything you deserve.”

His words of encouragement drifted with me.

Until I was pulled into my dreams.

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Opening my eyes, I found myself in the midst of a library. Shelves filled with books from various timelines were perfectly displayed, like mini treasures.

I recognized this place. The dark red oakwood matched with the ancient furniture that decorated the oasis I knew had to belong to one individual who could never get bored of acquiring knowledge.

My eyes began to seek his presence while I began to walk further into the grand library. I could recall the few memories I shared within these walls — the bouncing excitement I carried to learn and be taught by one of my monsters.

To make him proud that I was working diligently to learn everything needed to be their mate.

It was a tad funny now that I thought about it.

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