The Moon and The Ocean

OCEAN'S POV:-

Sometimes, things become too shitty than ever expected. That's what happened to us while we were at Vivian's cabin. Last thing I remember was Moon and I both were sitting with Vivian and she was about to start telling us a story. Our story. The story of our past. And the minute I was standing in the same part of the forest. But it looked a lot different from the one we had seen before we entered Vivian's cabin.

Moon: Ocean, honey are you alright?

I heard Moon's worried laced voice and turned around. I gave him my cheeky smile and nodded my head.

Ocean: I am fine. Don't worry about me. Where are we?

I asked and looked around for any sort of clue.

Moon: It looks like the same forest. The same one where pa brought us.

He replied while looking around.

but still it looks

roar. Moon pushed me behind his tall figure. His fangs grew bigger and his eyes glowed bright red. Exactly like the man in my nightmares. But he was different. Not like my Moon. My Moon was sweet and

tall man running. We both exchanged looks. The man looked exactly like Moon. Except for his eyes. His eyes were blue as ice. Something inside me, forced me to follow the man.

quiet but the baby did not stop at all. Then we head noises, like someone was coming closer. Moon quickly grabbed my hand and we hid behind a huge tree. The man started running again as he heard the noises as well.

around. It was the same lake. The lake where we both started dating each other. The man hid behind a

The man looked around then he did something that made my heart stop for a

save the baby when I looked at him again. The man in my nightmares. He was there. For a mare second, it felt like he was looking at me. He had the same smirk on his face that I used to see whenever I was trapped. But then he just ran away. I sighed in relief when he

sounded familiar. Like I had heard it before. Moon again stood in front of me and

both came close and started sniffing the air. Their eyes glowed golden brightly as they both went closer to the lake. Mr Kart tore his clothes and jumped into the water. In a minute or so, he pulled out the baby. The baby was not crying anymore. He was asleep.

he turned into the same grey colored wolf that had attacked me that night. Mrs Kart held the baby

scooped me up in his arms and he followed them behind. We both were having the same feeling. Like whatever it is, we would find that out if we followed Mr and Mrs

in his arms. Mr

at myself in the mirror. The same dumples, same blue eyes, same style and same voice. She came out and bowed her head in