Transmigrated: The Lycan King's Pet-Chapter 405 Is it Real?

My eyes fluttered open to the warm rays of the sun filtering through the curtains. The room smelled of chocolate and pine.

The high ceilings came into view, and for a second I didn’t understand what I was seeing or where I was. Everything felt heavy, like I had just woken up from a very long sleep. My body felt strange and tired.

I pushed myself into a sitting position, closing my eyes as if to clear my head. ’Damon?... weren’t we kissing a moment earlier, where am I? And how come I don’t remember getting here?’

I opened my eyes again, I was in a king-size bed which was in the middle of the room, the linens were dark shades of blue.

To my left was a large familiar grey couch and a polished brown table. To the far end of the right side of the room, stood a brown polished table and a black comfy chair, and on top of the table were piles of paperwork.

The floor was polished oak wood, and the light from the chandelier dangling from the ceiling reflected on the floor.

A massive chestnut-colored wardrobe which was as high as the ceiling was placed opposite the bed. And a black fur-like rug was spread around in the middle of the room. There was no flower or any bright colour.

"How boring," I muttered under my breath.

There was only one person whose taste was so bland, and that person...

The door to the room creaked open, and a familiar figure with a red head stood by the entrance, her green eyes widening slightly.

"Ember..." She muttered under her breath, but I heard her words perfectly like she was standing next to me.

"Ember!" She rushed inside, and in the next second, she pulled me into a hug.

I remained stunned for a second before my mind registered what was happening. ’Wasn’t this the non-emotional Seraphina who doesn’t like to get emotional and touchy? What is happening? Am I seeing things?’

She pulled back, quickly brushing the tears trailing down her cheeks away. She straightened her back, and her face became expressionless again, as if she wasn’t the person who was hugging me a moment earlier.

"You are finally awake." She said, the relief evident in her tone. "I need to tell the others." She hurriedly said, and before I could speak she was already gone.

I stared at the door where she had disappeared out of my sight. ’Am I really back? Or is this just because of my unwillingness to leave the world and go to the afterlife?’ I thought inwardly.

I let out a sigh, my fingers clutching the bedsheets. If I could see Damon one last time, then I would have no regrets.

I removed the bed cover, stepping out of the bed. A crease settled between my brows, when I noticed the little bulge in my stomach. My hands slowly caressed it... ’My baby?’ I blinked in confusion.

How could the stomach grow this much? It was like I was already in my second trimester.

I chuckled, caressing my tummy. It must all be an illusion, if not how could my stomach grow this much without me realizing it?

Perhaps my spirit was a little resentful and didn’t want to cross to the afterlife without experiencing fulfillment. ’Fine, I’ll just go with the flow.’

Footsteps echoed down the hallway. I raised my head, and in the next second the door slammed open again.

This time, a man who was never short in comparison to a Greek god stood before me. His gaze was filled with relief and mixed emotions, which made my heart stutter in its cage. His raven black hair was slightly disheveled, with a few strands falling over his well-sculpted face. Everything about him screamed masculinity and perfection. Even the dark circles under his eyes made him look hotter.

Before I once wondered how someone could be this handsome? But now I could boldly say that he was my man, my type, and my knight in fur.

A gentle smile formed on my lips, my eyes creasing slightly in satisfaction and happiness.

Damon ran inside, pulling me into his embrace. My face crashed into his hard chiseled chest, his arms wrapped around me so possessively, the warmth of his skin caressing mine. The thudding of his heart echoed in my ears.

"You’re back," he said, over and over again, his voice cracking. "You’re really here... you’re here."

My chest tightened painfully, my throat constricting with emotion. ’If... if only this were true.’

I lifted my arms slowly and wrapped them around him, holding him back just as tightly as he was holding me. The moment I did, his body shook harder, like he had been waiting for that confirmation.

"I’m here," I whispered, my own voice trembling. "I’m back." I decided to play along. This would be my last moment with him.

All I ever wanted was a complete family. And we were completed.

He pulled away a few inches away, his gaze locking with mine. His eyes were red, swollen. His hands cupped my face, his thumbs caressing my cheeks.

"Thank you for coming back to me." He said resting his forehead against mine. "I love you, Ember."

Tears escaped my eyes, I couldn’t hold it back no matter how I tried to hold it back.

I cupped his face. "I love you too... I love you too." I said as I rose onto my tiptoes, claiming his lips.

’Fine, if this is how it ends I have no regret.’ I closed my eyes waiting for everything to disappear.

"Oh my goodness, what is this sweetness spreading through the air! Stop it, it is so sweet that my eyes hurt." A familiar annoying voice echoed from behind us.

My eyes snapped open, and I broke away from the kiss, stretching my head from behind Damon like a child peeking from a corner of a wall. Yes, and to my nightmare it was none other than Theo.

’What is he doing in my dream-like state, I never said I wanted him here or wanted to see him. He always ruins my best moments.’

A low growl rumbled from Damon’s throat, as if he too was annoyed by the sudden disruption.

"Chill, I’m glad that our Mrs. Skeleton is back after making us watch her sleep for four months," Theo said, walking towards us. "I almost thought of her as a sleeping beauty, but that name is too nice for her, we can stick to sleeping skeleton... or maybe sleeping panda," he said in deep thought. "I think sleeping panda is good, considering your stomach is growing bigger now." He chuckled

Before Damon and I could react, Alaric flicked his head, before flashing those sweet polite smiles at me.

’Wait a moment... Did he just say that I have been sleeping for four months?! Four f**king months!’ 𝕗𝕣𝐞𝐞𝘄𝐞𝚋𝚗𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹.𝚌𝕠𝚖

"You mean we have been sleeping for four f**king months?!" A familiar voice echoed inside me.

"Layla," I muttered inwardly.

"Who else if not me?! Did you say we have been sleeping for four months?!... Oh my! Why is our stomach so big?!" She yelled inside my head.