𝐌𝐢𝐝𝐧𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 | 𝐀𝐂𝐎𝐓𝐀𝐑

II

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟐

𝘼𝙩 𝙣𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙧𝙨

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𝟑 𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐔𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧

╰┈˚ · ° .  NO ONE WAS INNOCENT. I SURE WASN'T.

I woke up gasping for air, the taste of blood on my tongue. I could feel the thick scar on my neck when I brought my own hand to my throat as I tried to breath in and calm my racing heart. The glamour magic had fallen away from my hair, golden-brown leaving space for the now natural crimson color. The thick red strands a stark contrast against my ashen skin, they stick to my forehead and the back of my neck adding to the uncomfortable feeling of the sweat glistening all over my body.

No scar had left my body after becoming Fae, they only slightly faded away as they fully healed. The only addition was the thick one from where my own knife had slashed through the skin to end my life. All there. The only amiss was the deal-sealing scar on my palm from Braken.

Panting breaths escaped from my slightly parted mouth, eyes squeezed shut as I tried to get rid of the nightmare still lingering in my mind. But it didn't work. It never works.

So as every night, I stood up from the bed and changed into The League's uniform. As much as I hated The League, the uniform felt familiar. It accomplished in giving me a sense of comfort that I lacked these days.

I placed in my boots two of the remaining knives that I still had, the other two in my corset, and lastly, I strapped the hunting knife on my thigh. I raised the hood on my hair— not forgetting about creating another glamour to hide their real color— and the veil on my face to conceal as much of my features as possible.

And in minutes, I was out of the window and away from the manor without anyone noticing my missing presence.

I moved through the forest with grace, hiding in the shadows that called me by name. The agility and enchanted senses that came with being High Fae improved my skills of fading into the darkness to a whole new level. It had never been this easy becoming one with shadows.

Deep into the forest, so far away from the mansion that I could not even get a glimpse of the light coming from it, I finally climbed up a tree.

With my back and head resting on the trunk, one leg dangling from the branch that I sat on, thoughts stormed in my head. And as this was as safe as I could feel, I let myself be swayed by them, not forcing myself to stay completely on high alert for any possible threat.