Taming the Hybrid Mate: Desired by Five Alphas-Chapter 239: Five thousand years ago

Andria’s POV

The males congratulated themselves, and I noticed how lonely Allison felt upstage with her crown.

Macy and I rushed to the stage immediately to congratulate Allison. Allison’s face lightened, and just then, some other students started circling her and congratulating her.

She smiled at me, Macy, and Becca, who had joined us later.

The contestants began to descend the stage, and Allison looked at us. "I guess it’s high time we partied," she announced.

"You are so right," I concurred.

"Now I can get as many drinks as I want. I suggest you join me, too," she said, taking Becca by the hand.

Becca turned to look at questioning Macy’s attitude with her gestures. I raised an eyebrow at her, and she immediately understood the message I was sending: Macy was already tipsy.

Becca chuckled lightly. "Don’t mind Aria. She is being so stiff and boring. Let’s drink to Allison’s win," Macy continued.

She dragged a butler with four drinks on his tray, giving each of us one drink. "Loosen up, have fun. This is the last fun we are having in Ashwood for the year, so you have to enjoy it to the fullest," Macy said, raising her glass in the air for a clink of glass.

"Let’s cheers to that," I said, raising my drink in the air.

"To the best night of the year," Allison said, raising her cup.

"To the last fun night for the year," Becca said, raising her cup, and we clinked our glasses, bursting into laughter.

We drank the whole glass in two gulps. In less than fifteen minutes, we started to feel different.

The music from the speakers was louder, and the laughter from the corner too.

I moved to the music, and soon we were all dancing wildly and jumping to it, even chanting the lyrics to the songs we knew.

I felt so great. It was gorgeous, unlike any other night that was packed with drama.

"Aria, Aria,"

I heard my name, but it sounded like a distant echo. I left Macy, Allison and Becca and followed the voice that called me.

The voice called again. "Aria, Aria..."

"Where are you?" I asked. "I can’t find you."

My eyes grew heavier, and I staggered my way to the exit.

"You are almost near," the voice replied.

I stood, scanning the room for the owner of the voice, but the room looked crowded, and upside down, the music from the speakers was banging loudly in my ears and making me sick.

"I can’t see... you," I stuttered, belching loudly.

Then a hand suddenly tapped me on the shoulder. I shuddered immediately, my shoulders tensing.

"Are you scared?" he asked.

I knew that voice, but in my tipsy state, I was trying to place him until I turned to face him.

"Zade!" I said, staggering towards him, patting his face a little.

He looked just precisely the way he looked back then when I was Andria.

"I know who you are," he whispered into my ear. But it took some time for the words he just whispered to sink in.

And when it did, my heart sped up. He leaned into me, and I shifted a little.

"I’ve missed you, Andria," he whispered.

"Shhhh," I said, placing my fingers on his mouth.

"Don’t call me that. I’m not Andria," I whispered back to him.

He pushed me against the wall and sealed my mouth in a wet kiss.

This kiss reminded me of how he tasted, leaving a bittersweet taste on my tongue.

My heart beat very fast as our eyes met. "Don’t lie to me. I know exactly how Andria tastes, and you taste like her. Everything I had observed pointed towards you being Andria," he whispered, pushing his body closer.

The alcohol, his scent, the mate bond and his voice put me in an uncomfortable yet excited position.

I wanted to kiss him again and forget whatever happened. I tried to compel him to forget whatever he found out. I loved and hated him at the same time.

"I love you, Andria," he whispered.

"Don’t call me that. Stop it, I’m not Andria," I replied.

"I’m going to prove that to you. I have always loved you. I know you hate me so much because of whatever happened between us in the past. I must have misunderstood you. I was blinded by the lies Lena told..."

"Leave me alone, Zade," I yelled at him, but the music from the speakers drowned my voice. "I don’t want to..."

My head started to spin, I grew dizzy, and everything blurred at once.

I staggered forward, slamming into Zade’s chest as everywhere became pitch black.

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I woke up in a large field with flowers and no living beings.

"Where am I?" I asked Athena, but Athena didn’t answer me.

I started to walk in search of a being. The field was beautiful, there were butterflies, but on a closer look, they weren’t just butterflies, they were faeries.

"How come?" I asked, baffled. "Where am I?" I asked again.

Then I heard a voice. "You are back here where it all began. Come meet meand show you."

"Who are you? Show your face," I shouted into the open space, but my voice echoed back at me.

Then, everywhere started to dry up, the grass began to shrink, and the flowers disappeared, and everywhere became a desert.

"What does it look like?" The voice asked.

"Famine? Desert?" I shouted. "I need water, please."

"Look to your left," the voice told me.

And there sat a pool of water, but it looked unclean.

"I can’t drink that, take me back home," I shouted.

"I’ll take you back when you have seen what you came here to see," the voice replied calmly.

"What year is this?" I asked.

"Five thousand years ago, before the wolf kingdom separated from other beings," she replied.

"So we lived amongst faeries?" I asked while walking through the desert.

"Yes, but not only the faeries. We lived amongst the vampires, the sorcerers, the sirens, the banshees, etc.," she replied.

"What happened? And why am I in a desert?"

"Mother, we can’t hold on any longer," I heard a voice say.

I walked in the direction of the voice, and there was a fairy with her little fae child.

They looked weak and famished.

"The famine killed almost all the fairies, causing them to go extinct," the voice replied.