Chapter 12. An Attack

SKYLA.

I don’t move, the first rule of survival… stay calm… I keep my breathing steady, my eyes blazing plum purple, the exact colour of whatever or whoever that is… we’re pretty far but those eyes look almost… reptilian… I’m not completely sure as I’m not close enough… and then again, there shouldn’t be snakes out here… this is England, not

Australia.

I briefly wonder if I actually ended up falling asleep and dreamt that I’m in the land down under. I finally get why they call it that. That place must be hell with the number of things trying to kill you over there. 7

Focus Sky.

The smell of the earth and the crisp air are enough to tell me that I’m definitely wide

awake.

Neither of us moves for several seconds and I slowly rise to my feet, eyeing the reptilian or whatever it is. Wait, maybe it’s a snake shifter! Do they exist? Hell, anything can exist, I mean, I’m a Lycan.

Despite how calm I am, that sense of foreboding is only growing, and my gut is telling me that I should assess the situation and start by getting inside… but before I can, I hear Malevolent meow from behind me.

“Go inside.” I say, terrified for her life as those purple eyes turn towards her.

“Meow?” Malevolent tilts her head, looking at me. She’s on edge. I can see the way her fur is standing on end as she stares into the darkness. I don’t think she can see it, but she

knows something isn’t right.

Shoo.” I mutter as

towards her; wrong move.

hiss

towards

I’m unable to see it. There’s a darkness surrounding it and at times I swear it

white fur stands out in the darkness, sadly – unlike Dad, I don’t really blend

of what looks like a huge snake, its thick body covered in shimmery black scales that hold

it is. I may be 7 feet tall, but this thing

Fuck!

Its menacing eyes turn on me as I jump to my feet, launching myself at it. I manage to throw it off balance for a few seconds, taking the chance to try to rip

point of being a damn Lycan if I can’t even

noodle? 9

Focus girl! 1

hisses, showing off its fucking huge fangs. Those things can go right through me… but what makes

stone path darken under what I’m

I am, it doesn’t even budge. I’m not even able to throw it to

belong somewhere where it’s normal

I realise I’m not going to win this. I hate backing away from a fight, but I’m running out of options. The smartest thing would

pushing that stupid thought away. I swear if we start getting some creepy spiders, I’m moving to the city or better yet, Antarctica and burning this place down. Yes, I’m living in the middle of the woods and I can cope

me away, and I’m thrown against the side of the cottage. I gasp as pain shoots through me, and he darts at me. I catch its mouth, feeling its sheer power as I force its mouth open, my arms screaming in agony as it tries to bite down on me. Fuck, these fangs are so big… I push it in the other direction just in case it uses that poison it spat,

digs into the side of my breast. My eyes flash and I use my legs to kick it off me, just as

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