Chapter 4

I quickly surf through his closet, which he luckily already stocked with clothes. I decide on a simple big black t-shirt. Besides, its not like I'm traveling to back to Caracas, I'm going to my room so I don't need anything fancy at all...though I do look good in a large man's t-shirt.

I quickly slip it on, and rush out of his bedroom. I growl softly, not knowing my way around. I know what you may be thinking.

Why don't you just sniff around and find your bedroom?

Well, this house is coated with lysibane, which makes sure that nothing and no one can smell out different rooms with a direct target.

I put my left hand on the wall since I'm left-handed. I start running while taking the red lipstick I only wore once (which I had on) and started marking walls.

It felt like forever before I found a window, which overlooks a garden. Huh.

Then, the most brilliant idea pops into my head. Let's try to RIDE fire!!

I have no idea why I thought of that, but it felt brilliant to my stupid mind. So with that thought, I smash the window. It makes a shattering sound, which is probably because I hit the window a little bit too hard. Well, I'm mad. I have a reason.

Not caring anymore, I look out the newly-smashed window. I try to make a little cloud of fire and step out, but that doesn't work out how I planned it to.

Now, I'm free falling through the air. I don't even know how high up I was. When I hopped through the window to get away from Jack, I just assumed it was two stories high.

But free-falling? It seems to be a lot farther up than what I presumed. And that's something, especially when you're a lycan.

But I don't scream. I know that when you scream, its not going to prevent the fall. So, I just keep falling. But, it was over in 5 seconds. I would have landed the fall, as per the perks of being a lycan, plus I'm royal, so that is even more.

But, I somehow think that maybe I'm not good enough. Maybe he knew he had a mate, but he just doesn't care. And then I remember. I'm a twisted lycan. While other lycans only hurt others for a good cause, I hurt them because I am angry. Whether I'm angry at them or someone else, I hurt them. Now, its not like I kill them. I just break an arm or leg, make them bleed, or punch them. Sometimes, though, when I'm really mad, I punch Jack. He's alright with it though. He always loved to fight and rough house with me.

But I don't do it on purpose. I swear. Its just that when you are a lycan, a royal lycan, you get angry a lot easier. The burning fire that courses through your vains, licking at the tips of your fingers tips, toes, head, everywhere. It makes you want to explode. Not to mention the haze that over comes your eyes, and the power that you get as royal, tickling you, begging to be released. But you can't, or else you'll expose your whole species. So, you fight. You claw, bite, kick. But you don't scream. Oh, no. Screaming gets you no where. It relieves no anger. It just angers you more. Why? Because others see you this was. The screaming, crazy, fiery, despicable red head. To other shifters, they will see me as a screaming, crazy, fiery, despicable lycan.

And that's not a good title for me. While others see lycans as the most wonderful creatures, I see it as a curse.

Back to me falling.

I don't land. I let my body fall, and get as hurt as I possibly can. Its not much, but I'm not fixing it. Meeting my mate has made me realize just how bad of a person I truly am. So I let my arm break. Do I fix it? Definitely not. I'm going to go through that little amount of pain. I made others go through worse, so why not? I can feel the pain of my arm, but since I'm away from my mate, the pain is worse. And I deserve it. I guess that the moon goddess has decided to curse me with a mate that doesn't stay committed to not having sex until they find their mate. But I deserve it. I can't even imagine how the people I have hurt would feel. How their mate must feel, knowing that they will never have that special someone anymore.

Am I going to go to him? Most definitely not. I'm most likely going to see him tomorrow at school. That's for sure. There's no point in avoiding the affects to my cause. I hurt people. Why try to avoid something that I caused? There's no point, so that's that.

Somewhere, I'm my twisted mind, I get the idea to hurt myself further. Make me feel what other people have felt from me. And that? Pain.

So what do I do? I go out. Where? Where I know that all supernatural creatures are fighting. Werewolves, faye, centaurs, goblins, djinns, kachinas, putti, witches, wizards, vampires, and many more.

I can sense other supernatural creatures, so it shouldn't be hard to find. And if I can't find them, then I'll ask.

I'll ask anyone. As long as I find them, that's the only thing that counts right now. I NEED to feel that pain. To feel what they felt and try to pay them back. If they knew how sorry I was, maybe they could forgive me.

But I will never forgive myself.

And they can't forgive me though.

Why?

Because they're all dead.

I got some angry, I killed them.

And so they're all dead. They can't forgive me, and I can't forgive myself.

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🤪 How are you guys liking it? I added some dark past to Audrey because I feel like the female lead also needs to have a dark and haunting past, not just the main male.