Chapter 5 – My Reality Was A Lie

~ MELONIE'S POV ~ I stormed out persistently, with an unstoppable force. Nobody dared to walk closer, talk to me about it, or stop me. They all stood far away from me, shivering in fear like a cold chicken. Everything I needed and wanted to know, I was ready to find out… alone! I was determined that if my father wanted me dead, then let him kill me now. Realizing I have such extreme powers made me even more eager to get into trouble. Suddenly, a hand gripped my arm, firm. I looked back doubtfully and got the shock of my life. My best friend stood there, gawking at me fearlessly. “Arlo?” I called out, surprised. “Melonie,” he responded calmly. I jingle my head doubtfully, “Wh - what are you doing here?” I stammered. “I'm here to stop you from making the biggest mistake of your life, Melonie,” he blurted out firmly. I blinked repeatedly, still not getting it, “That's not what I mean. You are human, you cannot be in this world to begin with,” I retorted positively. “But I am here. I'm not human, Melonie,” he announced with a straight face. “Fuck no! This is such an expensive joke; I have known you since we were little. Arlo, we grew up together,” I retorted sadly. “I was sent to the human world on one assignment, to monitor your every move until you turn eighteen and protect you if needed. And that, I did,” he responded calmly. “So you knew? I was deceived for eighteen years of my pathetic life. You, mother, and everyone I knew watched me struggle growing up and pretended to know nothing?” I yelled furiously. “I'm sorry, Melonie,” he stated calmly, ogling at my tear-filled eyes. “What are you?” I asked, returning his piercing gaze. “I'm an Apex predator, a being from another realm. I take on a Wolf-like form with abilities surpassing those of werewolves,” he declared. I forced out a sarcastic laugh, “So, you are like my father, huh, Warrick Aeron. And those things that murdered my mother? Beings like you are monsters. So what are you doing among the lycanthropy dragons? You are forbidden from being here,” I reasoned out, avoiding his gaze. “I have heard of your father, Melonie, but I am nothing like him and the creatures he rules. I was saved by Mrs. Hunter, the leader of this realm, when I was little; ever since then, I have become a part of this realm. When she sent me to you in the human world, I was very happy to carry out the assignment, and I enjoyed every time spent with you,” he explained. “Move!” I growled, attempting to walk away. “I can't and I won't,” he retorted positively. “Move Arlo, before I burn you,” I threatened, but he didn't even glitch. “Everyone might be scared of you, but you shouldn't expect me to, we grew up together, and I can't let you kill yourself,” he retorted, smacking my forehead. I wince in pain, frowning, “I need to find my father,” I declared relentlessly. “He wants you dead!” Arlo blurted out. “That's what everyone says, I want to find out for myself,” I argued positively. “No, you won't!” He protested arrogantly. “Arlo, get out! Or else…” I yelled with a serious face. He walked closer to me; I could feel his warm breath on my skin… “Or else what?” He growled. “You can't hurt me, Melonie, I'm the closest person to a brother that you have. You love me so much that you can't let a strand of my hair get burned. And that's why I'm the only one who can stop you.” Immediately after he said those words, I was lifted off the ground effortlessly like a child and carried toward a building. To be locked in… Again. I looked around the building as Arlo set me down, suddenly he had grown so powerful that I felt like I never knew him to begin with. The building was large and spacious, it would be called a mansion in the human world, the only difference was that it looked so old and worn out but still standing strong. “Don't look at me like that, Melonie, this is not a cage,” Arlo's voice echoed out and I promptly stopped gawking at him bashfully. “There's just one thing you need to know: I won't forgive you, Arlo, ever!” I retorted firmly, and he simply giggled it off. “Sadly, there's one person who can stop you from acting stupid, your childhood friend, Arlo,” Mrs. Hunter stated, walking in. “Thank you, Arlo,” she muttered, and he nodded in acknowledgement. I gawked at her in dissatisfaction, “Enjoy it while you can, it won't last for long,” I retorted rudely. “Clara was right, I treated you awfully … you don't belong in a cage. Perhaps I was also scared of you, but not anymore; you don't appear to be able to hurt anyone just yet. This building is spacious, and it's all for you, but you won't be leaving this building. Just so you won't be bored, I brought in your new friend Clara to stay with you,” she announced, and Clara happily ran in, grasping onto my arm, and I smiled back. “This is my son, Arwan. He's in charge of training you. He's a well-known warrior, the best in this realm. He will be your instructor, you simply have to listen to him to be able to grow your strength and gifts,” Mrs. Hunter announced and Arwan walked in. “I know him. He is the bastard that dragged me here,” I blurted out, pissed. “Language!” Mrs. Hunter warned, while Arwan just gawked at me emotionlessly. “That being said, there would only be four people living with you in this mansion. Arlo, your best friend, will be here to monitor you so you won't do something stupid. Clara would be here with you to keep you company since she seems to like you very much. Arwan, your inspector and teacher and a servant, to serve you. I'll be here to check up on you from time to time - enjoy your new home,” she added, walking out. “And about this gate…” she said and paused, “It would be able to stop you from leaving this time around,” she declared, shutting the gate behind her. I bit my lower lip anxiously, gawking at the disappearing figure of Mrs. Hunter, not knowing where my tragic life would begin after changing overnight.