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

the man in my nightmares. But he was different. Not like my Moon. My Moon was sweet and caring and very protective. Not an ass hole like

were blue as ice. Something inside me, forced me to follow the man. I grabbed Moon's hand and we both started following him. He was looking behind like he was being followed. He had a baby in his arms,

quiet but the baby did not stop at all. Then we head noises, like someone was coming closer. Moon quickly grabbed

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

the baby but the baby did not stop. We heard a few heavy footsteps coming towards the lake. The man looked around then he did something that made my heart stop for a

man in my nightmares. He was there. For a mare second, it felt like he was looking at me. He had the

It sounded familiar. Like I had heard it before. Moon again stood in front of me and I wrapped my arms around his waist from behind. Vixen was all calm, that worried me a little. I knew she must be ready to attack whatever was coming

floor as we saw them. It was Mr and Mrs Kart. They both looked young. They both came close and started sniffing the air. Their eyes glowed golden brightly as they both went closer to the lake. Mr Kart tore

into the same grey colored wolf that had attacked

same feeling. Like whatever it is, we would find that out if we followed Mr and Mrs Kart. We followed the wolf until it reached the same

tightened his hold around me as I looked at my dad. He was standing with a baby in his arms. Mr and Mrs Kart also had a baby, the same baby that was

The same dumples, same blue eyes, same style and same voice. She came out and bowed her head