17. My Demons

SKYLA.

As the door shuts behind him, my small smirk fades away, and I look around the cottage. That cosy touch feels empty… My stomach drops, guilt filling me, followed by a void, one so deep it almost hurts to

breathe. This is the part I hate the most; I know my flaws… I know when I’m fucking up but it doesn’t stop me from self- sabotaging everything. Even then, it’s easier to identify my flaws and another thing entirely trying to move away from them. 1

Breaking a cycle that, for a fleeting moment, fills that emptiness, is hard. I live in those moments… It offers me temporary relief, a distraction I really need from the constant war that wages in my mind. But it always comes to an end and then it all sinks in, knowing I fucked up. But deep down I know I’ll do it all over again, because I need that,

those small moments of reprieve they offer

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Picking up my phone, I unlock it and click on the chat app. It’s instinctual, another bad habit of mine that I’ve picked up recently. It

has become a part of my routine… One I

always knew would probably end in disappointment, yet still, I check my

messages anyway.

Still nothing.

Sighing heavily, I stare unseeingly at the

screen.

I can still feel his touch on my body, and I

don’t know how to feel about it. In the

moment everything feels good, but then… now, I feel hollow. Moving toward the front door, I can still smell his scent clinging to me, to this place…. 1

Locking the door, I sigh, resting my forehead against the wood before I slowly

turn and head to the bedroom. A place that

still smells of him and sex… It’s like I can’t

escape him, escape what I did. I messed up and once Royce finds out…

I sigh heavily, feeling sick with guilt and I

turn away, shutting the door, hoping hist scent won’t linger too long.

“Meow?”

Malevolent’s whine draws my attention to

her, and I smile softly as I crouch down and

scoop her into my arms. “Come on, little

one.” I whisper, nuzzling my nose into her

neck. She’s my forever one.

Nothing helps, nothing ever helps.

Royce’s words fill my mind. ‘You’re worth

more than a one-night hook-up…’ Why do

words sting so

shake my head; he just

I won’t be able to go back

to the lounge and drop

cradling Malevolent to my chest.

ceiling, and watch the

in the dark, and the curtains are open, but I have no energy to get up

did I do

hook-ups

and is a teacher at the school? Usually, I

refusal was getting to me… Yeah,

a

for his brother.

Nicely played Sky…

fills me. If Royce finds out, I bet he’ll be disgusted

other so

Nice work.

my side,

hair, breathing deeply,

than to hurt

the guilt and

how can I always be so

I’m

because I’m tough and I’ll

have… but no one sees the fucked up

breath, I flex my fingers, trying to rid the horrid

a void

and never return.

you want to

both threatening to take over,

havoc and

me, or

just want to feel something other than empty, angry or out

backrest of the sofa, trying to regain myself. Even if I agreed to a casual thing, I can’t let it happen again even if he was pretty good in bed or if he gave me an incredible orgasm… I can’t… not with him. It’s

I know I’ll fuck

stare at my phone.

one refusing to talk to me… but does it even matter? It’s not like we are

couple-

His ex. Fuck!

my heart thundering, and I wonder if something

together again.

but I

That doesn’t mean he

me… and stop talking

You’re overthinking Sky, chill.

my anger and frustration rising, and my

Fuck calm down…

even she knows to move away when I lose control. My heart thunders and right now, I can’t lose control. I hate how I have

bedroom. Pulling open my top chest drawer, I scramble around, dropping my phone in the process; it hits the floor, but I don’t care. I can feel myself losing control, feel the beast within

the vials of serum with shaking hands and bite off the lid, my eyes blazing, my aura raging around me so powerfully that even the spells Delsanra and Raihana, two of the most powerful witches of our

me to mask my aura, are not enough right now.

Lycan tries to stop

in agony as it cripples me, making me fall to my knees. The poison bleeding through me, setting my blood on fire, as it eats away

within me. 4

eyes sting and it feels like my head will burst as I grab

but I can’t hold

forward, my head

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