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

so much

he just doesn’t know

able to go back to

the lounge and drop

sofa, cradling Malevolent to my chest.

staring at the ceiling, and watch the shadowy

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

did I do

hook-ups aren’t uncommon

someone who I know and is a teacher at the school?

refusal was getting to me… Yeah, I’m not

and I know it makes me a bitch, but if I couldn’t have

for his brother.

Nicely played Sky…

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

the other so

Nice work.

onto my side, I run

my hair, breathing

than to

want to scream, and cry, the

I

People think I’m a fucking

tough

everything I have… but no one

a deep breath, I flex my fingers, trying to

void

into it and never return.

where you

threatening to

wreak havoc and destroy

me, or even… destroy

to feel something other

thing, I can’t let it happen again even

it is momentary… deep down, I know I’ll fuck up again. I always

at my

the one refusing to talk to me… but does it

couple-

His ex. Fuck!

and I wonder if something happened

together again.

thought hurts, but I should be happy

doesn’t mean he needed

and stop talking to

You’re overthinking Sky, chill.

anger and frustration

Fuck calm down…

away when I lose control. My heart thunders and right now, I can’t lose control. I hate how

drawer, I scramble around, dropping my phone in the process; it hits the floor, but I don’t care. I can feel

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

me to mask my

growl as my Lycan tries to

win and gulp it down. Pain. rips through me and I scream in agony as it cripples me, making me fall to my knees. The

within me. 4

feels like my head will burst as I grab

but

my

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