Clara

Alari's pov

I was on my knees, my breathing ragged. I couldn't stop my heart from trying to escape me, I was afraid.

She was here, she'd been waiting, for me to close my eyes so she could pounce on me.

She didn't even have to say anything, I could feel her burning gaze, her cold, dark presence looming over my head.

“Focus Alari, this is my mind, I make the rules” I said to myself, softly, as if trying to make she didn't hear me pep talk myself.

“No, I make the rules” the feel of her cold breathe as she whispered straight into my ear hit me hard, causing my body to shake from the pain that vibrated through my system.

Shit! This wasn't like before, the nausea, this was worse!

It felt like she was wrecking me from the inside, tearing at my organs.

Groaning, I swear I tasted blood as my body kept shaking from the pain flooding my mind.

Something wasn't right, all of this didn't feel right. Why was her presence so strong? I felt like a stranger in my own mind.

I tried to get to my feet