Choices Horseman of the Apocalypse book 1.2

Chapter 1

Sorry I haven't been updating. Been busy with college and work. So my writing time is limited. I will try to update more often.
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Sometimes it was easy to forget it. Easy to forget that he wasn't alone. That his body didn't just belong to him. other times it was all he could think about. All he could feel.
It was just like an itch under his skin that he couldn't scratch, the urges . the need to do something so destructive that it boarded on madness. "August! August!"
August turned staring at Ryder who was shaking his shoulders. "Are you okay. "
"Yea."
Ryder just gave him a look. "Yea. Really I'm fine." Lier the voiced yelled in August's head.
"If you say so." He kissed august on the head and turned to leave. "You know you can tell me anything right."Ryder said pausing at the doorway to look at August
"Yes I know." You know you can't. If he knew who much you wanted to kill his pack he'd hate you. They'd try to kill you. They'd regret the day they even mated with an abomination like you. The voice thundered in August's head.
He knew it was lies. The voice was toxic and it was getting worse each day. It wanted him to hurt others. Wanted him to splatter the wall, the floor, anything a bloody red.
August stared out the window wondering if this was why his mother give him up because she knew the monster that he would become.