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My Baby Daddy Isn't Human-Chapter 145: In The Dark
Elion sat in his office, fingers interlaced as he stared at the flickering candlelight on his desk. The warm glow cast long shadows across the room, making the air feel heavier than usual. He could still feel it—the presence from earlier, something just beyond his reach, lurking in the unseen corners of his world. His jaw tensed as he looked up at Kade and Sloane, both standing before him with silent vigilance.
"I want a thorough sweep of the surrounding area," Elion ordered, his voice steady but laced with an undercurrent of unease. "Be discreet. If there's something—or someone—out there, I want to know."
Kade exchanged a glance with Sloane before nodding. "Understood. We'll handle it."
Elion gave a short nod of approval, but his mind was elsewhere. Something felt off tonight, and no matter how much he tried to shake it, the sensation of being watched refused to leave him.
Meanwhile, Raelynn remained blissfully unaware of the tension that loomed over the mansion. She lay on her bed, propped up by soft pillows, absentmindedly twirling a strand of her hair between her fingers. Her thoughts weren't focused on danger or mysterious presences lurking in the night. No, she was thinking about something—or rather, someone—else entirely.
Elion.
She remembered how he looked earlier, with the small flower nestled in his dark hair, an unintentional contrast to his usual serious demeanor. A small smile tugged at her lips. Who would've thought that the feared and powerful Elion could wear something so delicate and yet, somehow, make it look natural?
Shaking her head, Raelynn let out a soft huff, placing a hand over her warm cheek. It wasn't fair. How could someone like him say things so suddenly, leaving her heart in chaos? And worse—why did she feel so affected by it?
Realizing her thoughts were spiraling, she exhaled deeply and pushed herself up from the bed. Maybe a bit of fresh air would clear her mind. She grabbed a thin shawl and wrapped it around her shoulders before walking towards the tall windows in her room.
The night outside was breathtaking in a quiet, eerie way. The moon was full, casting its pale silver glow over the vast garden below. The trees swayed gently, their leaves whispering secrets to the wind. The stone pathways, which looked so welcoming during the day, now seemed mysterious under the shadows.
She stood there, staring out at the night, letting the cool air calm her restless thoughts. But as she continued to gaze at the tranquil scenery, a sudden, sharp chill ran down her spine.
Raelynn stiffened.
It was faint, almost imperceptible, but there—a feeling like the brush of cold fingers trailing along her skin. The air in her room had changed, subtly but unmistakably. It was as if something unseen had seeped into the space, shifting the atmosphere just enough to be noticeable.
Her grip on her shawl tightened. She swallowed hard, trying to brush it off as her imagination. Maybe she was just tired. Maybe the night air was colder than she expected. Maybe—
A whisper.
Soft. Delicate. Yet unmistakable.
"Raelynn…"
Her breath caught in her throat. Her entire body went rigid as her eyes widened in alarm. The voice had been close—too close. It wasn't the wind. It wasn't a trick of her mind.
Someone had just called her name.
Slowly, hesitantly, she turned her head back towards the window, her heart pounding against her ribs. She scanned the dark garden below, her vision darting between the trees, the fountain, the stone pathways. There was nothing. No movement. No one standing in the shadows. Nothing but the stillness of the night.
Then why… why did she feel like someone was watching her?
A lump formed in her throat as she took a small step back. The wooden floor creaked under her weight, the sound unnaturally loud in the silence. Her pulse roared in her ears as her breathing turned shallow.
"H-Hello?" she whispered, her voice barely above a breath.
No answer.
She felt foolish. Talking to the empty night, expecting a response. But that whisper—she didn't imagine it. She knew what she heard.
Another gust of wind blew past, making the curtains flutter around her like ghostly fingers. The candles on her nightstand flickered violently, the shadows in the room shifting as if something unseen had passed through them.
Raelynn took another step back, her hands now gripping the fabric of her nightgown. She wanted to look away, to close the curtains and pretend she had never heard anything. But she couldn't. Her feet refused to move. Her eyes remained locked onto the garden, as if something was compelling her to keep watching.
A single leaf drifted down from one of the trees, spiraling slowly in the air before landing on the stone path below. The silence stretched on, thick and suffocating.
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Then, just as she was about to turn away—
The sensation of being watched intensified.
Raelynn gasped, stepping back so quickly she nearly stumbled. Her heart was hammering now, a rush of adrenaline flooding her veins. She could feel it—eyes on her, unseen but undeniably present.
Forcing herself to move, she grabbed the curtains and yanked them shut, her fingers trembling. She spun around, pressing her back against the window frame, trying to steady her breath.
Should she tell someone? Was she overreacting? Was this… normal?
No. It wasn't. And she knew it.
Her hands clenched at her sides as she shook her head, trying to push away the creeping unease. Whatever was out there—whoever had whispered her name—she had no intention of finding out.
Not tonight.
She hurried to her bed, slipping under the covers and pulling them up to her chin, as if the fabric could shield her from the strange presence outside. Her mind raced, trying to rationalize what she had just experienced, but no matter how much she tried to convince herself otherwise, she couldn't shake the feeling that something… or someone… was lurking in the dark.
Watching her.
And waiting.