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All the pressure is suddenly dropped, and my breaths come in, making me heave and wheeze on the abundance of air that is so quickly filling my lungs. I clutch my throat, thrilled I can move again. I'm coming down. That's it. I'm coming down from my high.
Her eyes flash a hazy purple, something so inhuman that it forces a squeal from me. I try to shake my head, make myself hurry down the rest of the way. It's no use though. She's still here.
"Demon," I whisper, making her sinister grin only grow.
"Not tonight. Tonight, I've got something else in mind."
Fangs emerge, slipping down to touch her bottom lip with a wicked graze. I shriek when I see it, promising myself to never buy from Hal again. It doesn't matter if it's real or not; right fucking now it feels real.
Webs form in her hands as the purple in her eyes gets stronger, more dominant. I've never even heard of such a monster before.
I scream loudly when a silky, tacky substance rushes me, spiraling around me like I'm a fly caught in a web. I try to escape, but I'm glued to the seat by the unrelenting force of the impossible trap.
"Please don't," I whimper before the webs start creeping around my mouth, never slowing their spinning motion.
"How many times did you show mercy when those children made that same plea?" she asks, almost growling.
More tears fall. This is real. This monster is in my living room, killing me, making me fall apart because I disciplined the kids?
She takes a step forward, making her hazy purple eyes the last thing I see before the webbing steals my sight, leaving me alone in the darkness with the suspense of what's about to happen next.
I whimper again when she jerks my head to the side, moving her body closer to mine. A bloodcurdling scream rolls through my lips when I feel hot searing pain at my throat. I cry and scream at the same time, though in my mummified state, everything is muffled and almost muted.
A twisted, sadistic laugh floats through the air, coating me in terror. Then I feel the painful sting of two needles full of fiery drugs puncturing my neck again.
My eyes grow heavy in the dark abyss I'm forced to drown in. My screams waver and give up when I lose all my strength. As the last breath falls through my lips, it's met with silence.
Chapter 8
Kane
"You asked her to marry you?" Zee asks, seeming shocked.
I frown, realizing belatedly that I should have done all that better. Alyssa wasn't ready for it. It's not like I've ever proposed before.
"Sort of. I asked her for eternity," I grumble while gripping my head. So stupid.
It seemed so romantic at the time. Now I feel like a complete ass. No wonder she said no, or well—postponed saying no.
"Dude," Zee chuckles out, "You're supposed to buy a ring first—chicks expect the works."
I groan, dropping my head back so I can stare at the ceiling instead of Zee's mocking expression.
"I know. I didn't mean to just blurt it out like that," I say while bringing my eyes back to meet his.
The roaring and banging below reminds me I need to soundproof the fucking basement. Even as a mindless red moon beast, Amy recognizes and loathes the very mention of the girl I love. She can kiss my fucking ass.
"When are you going to buy one?" Zee asks, letting his teas
ing tone disperse and make room for his supportive friend mask instead.
It's about time.
"I already got one. Today. After that stupid fucker showed up and took her out to meet the widows."
The very mention of that damn dark user pisses me off. I can't stand him. He's constantly going on about Alyssa as if she's his. She's mine, damn it.
I take a deep, cleansing breath, refusing to allow my anger to surge. I wish they'd hurry up and get back. I hate the fact she's even with him.
