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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. 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 me. 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 b
SKYLA. The following day dawned grey and gloomy, but I felt better. Well, at least the place wasn’t wrecked, no one was dead and I can try to put the night behind me… but can I do that when I’ll be seeing him at school? Do I have any science lessons today? I mean, we just had a physical science lesson last night. Maybe I can bail… I sigh as I slip on my black lace cropped corset, followed by fishnet tights and torn denim pants on top that showed off my tights through the ripped patches. I grab a leather jacket and some heeled boots before putting them on. “Want to go with me, Malevolent?” I ask lifting her up. “Meow.” She rubs against my chest, and I smile. “Let’s get going then, just make sure no one spots you on academy grounds.” I smirk as I pop her into the passenger seat as I get in and drive out. It takes a while to get to school, and with the heavy fog and the icy paths I drive much slower. Better to be safe than sorry, especially that Malevolent is with me. Her life is fa
SKYLA. “Alright.” His words surprise me, and he takes a step back. He’s backing down? “Alright?” I ask, unable to hide the surprise from my voice. He raises an eyebrow. “You don’t want to listen then fine; we’ll move on. You might be a werewolf, but we can get muscle cramps, even if it's momentarily, warming up is ideal, but it’s your call.” I wasn’t expecting that… I step back, wondering how he combatted his ego. “I’m surprised you backed down.” “Is it that surprising?” He asks, a hand to his chin as he observes me. “Yeah, since you’re an Alpha…” I say trying not to pay attention to his Adam’s apple. He raises one of those eyebrows of his, his smouldering eyes burning into me. “Being an Alpha doesn’t only mean walking around and displaying arrogance, there’s far more to being an Alpha… Above all an Alpha’s duty is to protect. I genuinely want to help you to attain control.” My heart thuds as I stare at him, he’s getting under my skin again and as much as I want to lash out
ROYCE. It's two days later and the day the Lycan King himself is coming to the school. I'm sitting in my office mulling over yesterday’s session. Training with Skyla has been a little easier. Starting with her warming up without complaining. She's been quieter too, and I wonder what is on her mind… but again; I have to remember there is a boundary I need to keep in place. I have my own questions that I wish I had answers to… irrelevant to her training. Does she ever think of Reign? She seems to be doing fine, and doesn't seem to be worried about anything… but I know that the truth is she’s got a lot more going on than she pretends to have and although I know some of her issues, I want her to tell me, as Royce. To trust me as she did Reign… She has a lot of emotions that she just doesn’t seem to be able to get control of. I don’t exactly know what she is, but I know she’s not a werewolf, or not fully. She just… the two training sessions I have had with her… There’s definitely so
ROYCE. I know the way it was portrayed by members of staff who mentioned it in passing just yesterday in the teachers’ lounge. They all were pretty clear on the fact that she didn’t really seem to show remorse. “We all know she has compassion towards others, that’s clear by the affection she shows towards her cat.” I say, remembering her excuse about her childhood trauma. I try not to smirk at that, especially with the man in question is sitting right here. He cocks a brow. “And where the fuck have you seen her around her cat?” He asks sharply. “Well, due to her childhood trauma, she brought her to school with her, but it was a one off-” “What fucking trauma involves Malevolent?” Alejandro frowns. Damn. “I don’t actually know.” I reply smoothly. “Oh yeah? Well, don’t believe everything that Lucifer incarnate says.” Lucifer… I smile faintly. “I’ll try not to.” I reply, still hiding my amusement. It’s clear he doesn’t want to share anything more about her, and without any ins
SKYLA. I hear Royce stifle a chuckle, letting out a small cough instead as he tries to hide his smile, and is it just me or does he look drop-dead gorgeous when he’s trying to keep up that broody front. He’s gorgeous, but when he gives you that rare breath-taking smile, damn, it does something to me. When I had told him this story originally, I had seen it and I don’t think I will get that image out of my mind… “That shit did not happen around you.” Dad growls. Oops, did I ruffle some Lycan fur? “It obviously did happen, and I heard it. You traumatised me as a child!” I declare defiantly, trying not to snicker at Dad’s expense. His frown only deepens. “That fucking shit didn’t happen. You were the only one who was fucking traumatising others.” I cross my arms and raise an eyebrow. “Not true, you talking about eating pussy gave me nightmares.” “You know exactly what the fuck I meant. That shit is no fucking excuse to bring the damn cat to school.” Dad frowns. “Obviously, I know,
ALERIC. The school day is almost over, and I couldn’t have been more elated today, and it is not because the day is done, but because of some good news. It was shortly after lunch when I had received a message, one I now look down at again. A message from Skyla- or should I say LuciferessX. I scan the messages we exchanged with a smug smile on my face. LuciferessX: Fine. Let’s meet. I hope you're ready to make it up to me, because I’m still angry, Reign. Reign2.0: Absolutely. Name the time and place and I’ll be there. LuciferessX: There’s a grill house in town, Kayoko’s. Meet me there this Sunday, at 7pm. Don’t be late. It’s your last chance… Reign2.0: I won’t be late. I promise. I turn the phone off and slip it back into my pocket as I make my way to River’s office. Unlike Royce, I’m far more careful with my phone and I can’t risk anyone seeing it. Well, I’m glad that Royce was so careless. If I hadn’t spotted the message notification on her phone that day at her cottage… and
SKYLA. Night has fallen, and I am getting dressed for dinner with Dad, Kat, and Royce. I don’t know why Dad invited him, but it makes me wonder if he ended up hearing us in the office earlier. I hadn’t heard his footsteps; I had been far too distracted… plus his hearing is better than mine… but there’s a high chance he didn’t hear. I sigh as I pull on a fresh pair of panties, my mind returning to our earlier training session. I had ended up hurting him again in the first half of the session. Why do I always lose it? He wants me to calm myself when I begin to get riled up… and today he hadn’t defended himself, in hopes I’d be able to stop myself, but I didn’t – I couldn’t. He had had to step back at the last moment, and if he hadn’t, I would have scarred that sexy body of his permanently. Great… I put on some earrings, unable to stop myself from thinking about the second half of our session. The guilt and panic had almost made me tell him my truth and my heart skips a beat as the