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 much

he just doesn’t

be able to go back to

head to the

sofa, cradling Malevolent to my

staring at the ceiling, and watch the shadowy patterns

dark, and the curtains are open,

I

casual hook-ups aren’t uncommon

who I know and is a teacher at the school? Usually, I am not that

was getting to

it makes me a

for his brother.

Nicely played Sky…

bet he’ll

the other so

Nice work.

onto my side, I

hair, breathing deeply,

more than to hurt

scream, and cry, the

can I always be so

I’m a fucking

I’m tough and I’ll jump

I have… but no one sees

in a deep breath, I flex my fingers, trying

me and creating a void so big

it and never return.

you want to

threatening to take over,

havoc

or even… destroy

something other than empty,

let it happen again even if he was pretty good in bed or if

down, I know I’ll fuck up again.

stare at my

the one refusing to

couple-

His ex. Fuck!

thundering, and I wonder if something happened and

together again.

thought hurts, but I

mean he needed

with me… and

You’re overthinking Sky, chill.

anger and frustration rising,

Fuck calm down…

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

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

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

my

my Lycan tries to

scream in agony as it cripples me, making me fall

within me. 4

and it feels like my head will burst as I

the wood but I can’t hold

tumble forward, my head hits

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