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The gentle rustling of flowers and the soothing scent of petals filled the air as Harold lay nestled among the vibrant blooms, cocooned in a dreamlike slumber. A soft breeze whispered through the flowery place, carrying with it a sense of tranquillity. But as something delicate traced his face, he stirred and opened his eyes, squinting against the brightness of the flowery place around him.

Through the haze, he saw a little girl of about 6 with sparkling blue eyes peering down at him, her face adorned with a wide, bubbly grin. She seemed to be bursting with excitement, and he couldn\'t help but feel both bewildered and curious about this unexpected encounter. 

 

"You\'re finally awake!" the bubbly girl exclaimed, her voice carrying the excitement of a thousand adventures.

He blinked lazily, still feeling disoriented, and sat up, weakly propping himself up on his elbows before he fully sat up. Still confused about what was happening, he felt an odd taste in his mouth. It was very bitter. Curious, he touched his lips when he felt a weird sensation and looked at his hand, which had blood on it. 

The girl giggled and showed him the tiny cut on her palm as she said, "That\'s my blood!"

His eyebrows shot up in surprise, and he could hardly believe what he just heard. "Your blood? Why would you do that?" he asked, still trying to grasp the situation.

"You were not waking up, so I had to save you with my blood." She said nonchalantly as if it were the most ordinary thing in the world.

Her blood? How was it possible for her to save him with her blood? Where was he? Why did he need to be saved?

So many things did not make sense. 

By the way, she was a little girl. He was an Alpha. How could her blood save him? Why was her blood also bitter? Why was he here? Who was this girl, and why did she look familiar to him even though he had never met her before?

"I\'m glad you are not asking me all of those questions at once—"

"You can read my mind?" He asked, surprised. 

She nodded. 

"How is that possible?"

"You just drank my blood!" She pointed out. 

How did that make sense? 

"Have you never read someone\'s mind before now?" She asked in a curious tone. 

Reading someone\'s mind? No. But he could speak into Alvin\'s, and that was as far as he had gone. 

She looked at him thoughtfully as he said, "You have fed Uncle Alvin your blood before. Haven\'t you felt closer to anyone else you\'ve fed your blood before?"

His father. 

He had known his father was awake simply by sensing it. 

"I think it\'s difficult for you to get into the mind of an Alpha or make them hear your voice. You can only sense them. But for Omegas... it may be destructive to feed them your blood, even if it is to help them. I don\'t know." She shrugged. 

 "Who are you?" he managed to ask, his voice hoarse from his slumber. And how did she know all this? Who was she? And why was Alvin \'Uncle Alvin\'? 

"I am the person you love the most in the world!" She said with a big grin. 

Okay. That did not make any sense to him. He didn\'t even know her. 

"Where am I? Where are we?" He asked instead, hoping she would at least give him a useful answer now. 

"You were in a bad place. I brought you to this flowery Realm," she explained, gesturing to the petals and flowers around them. I think you should take a look at

"Bad place?" He wondered. The worst part was that his brain was still foggy, and he could not make sense of anything.

"I was looking for you. I had to find you everywhere from the time in the book. Your kingdom is in a mess; how can you be sleeping?" She asked in a tone that held a mix of playful scolding and genuine concern.

He was lost. 

Completely lost.

He touched his head. It seemed like her ramblings were going to cause him a bad headache even more than his confusion about all that was happening.

"So... how did you find me?" He asked her. 

Her grin widened, revealing tiny dimples on her cheeks. "I travelled through different dimensions! It\'s not as hard as it sounds. You were in a bit of a pickle, so I decided to lend a hand."

Pickle?

"It was in the book of words."

"Wait!" He put his hand up. With her reading his mind, it was difficult for him to follow his trail of thoughts. 

If she could travel like this, it only meant one thing. She was a witch. And the fact that her blood was very bitter confirmed it. 

"Sort of a witch." She answered.

"Can you stop reading my mind?" He said to her sternly, and she bobbed her head up and down. 

"Then stop it."

She looked at him for a while, and he began to wonder if his harsh tone had made her sad, but then she suddenly giggled and threw herself into his arms in an embrace as she chirpily said, "You look really young and handsome!" 

He was startled. 

The impact made him fall back into the petals with her on top of him, still giggling excitedly, her innocence shining through.

"What... are you doing?" He asked as he tried to push her off, but he didn\'t do it with force. 

"I am hugging you!" She exclaimed, her voice filled with childlike enthusiasm.

He sat up and pulled her away from the hug, looking at her face in frustration. 

 "What is your name?" He asked her. "Who are your parents?" Maybe this way, he could find out who she was. 

She laughed, her laughter sounding like the tinkling of bells. "You will find out soon enough!" she replied, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

Before Harold could ask any more questions, she pointed to a shimmering portal that had appeared nearby. "You should hurry. Everyone is waiting for you."

She placed one tiny hand on his shoulder as she said, "Remember, you are strong."

He could feel himself getting sucked in by the portal, and he could only watch in confusion as it pulled him away from the strange girl. 

"See you again soon!" The little girl waved as the portal completely sucked him in, and just like that, the Flowering Realm disappeared from view.

Harold found himself back in his own kingdom, surrounded by the chaos that had consumed it.