Formerly known as Kisses From A Demon
Started: 17th, July 2020.
Ended: 7th, October 2020.
Aurora Russel, a hunter in training is thrown into a world of demons after she was promised by her parents to be given away at the age of twenty. A demon lord...
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I rest my head on the door as I wait for Logan to come, "I'm here" I hear his cheery tone, this has been our routine for the past three days. He would come and sit by the other side of the door and we would talk about the most random things.
Sometimes the mark on my neck burns painfully but I usually ignore it, Xanthus hasn't come to visit, and as much as I hate to admit it. I miss him, I actually miss our random fights and arguments.
I gasp when the mark burns painfully, then I remind myself to ignore it. "Logan," I say, I look around the room I haven't left since three days ago, "Have you eaten?" Logan asks.
"Yes" no, I haven't eaten, I'm unable to stomach any food. Every morning before I wake up the maids food would be delivered to me, the first day I ate and vomited, during the night food would be delivered before I'm out of the bathroom.
I would always throw up after eating so I stopped eating, but that didn't stop the vomiting. Whenever I throw up it's usually this black slimy substance.
"Are you still vomiting?" Logan asks, I told him I vomited on the first day, and ever since then he wouldn't stop asking me the same question to which I would reply with a simple no."No" I answered and shifted so I could be comfortable on the floor I'm sitting on. I clear my throat to ask him some questions that have been bothering me.
"Logan," I call to be sure he is still here, "Yes?" He answers and I almost smile, almost. I haven't been able to smile because I know Xanthus is still mad at me. I admit I should have told him Logan is my ex-boyfriend but it isn't my fault! I had no idea he was my mate.
"I want nothing but for you to be honest with me," I say and I imagine him nodding his head. "When we went to the hospital my sister was still in a coma, but you said she was dead," I say.
"Um... My brother saw her soul" he answered hesitantly "What?" I frown, now I'm even more confused than before, "To humans, she looked to still be in a coma but she was already 12 hours dead" I gasp.
I know she's alright now but hearing that she died brought tears to my eyes. Isabelle might be annoying but she's still my little sister. "Oh, thank you," I say.
"Why did you mix that stuff into my drink on the night of the dance?" I ask and I hear him sigh, "I didn't"
"Yes, yes you did," I say, "Fine, I did! I was just hurt that you didn't want anything to do with me. I was hurt that you would rather stay with Xanthus" Logan says.
"If I hadn't been with Xanthus that night what would you have done with me?" He doesn't say anything.
"Logan," I say and I hear him whisper something, "I can't hear you," I say, I'm really interested in his response. "I would have had my way with you," he said with shame, I opened my mouth to yell at him but then my mark burned aggressively like something was trying to come out, I bit my lip to stop myself from screaming.
"Look, I wasn't myself that night and I apologize," Logan says desperately while I cup the bandaged area of my neck that hides the mark. "Aurora? Are you okay?"
"Y-yes, I'm not going to say I'm not mad that you had that idea in your head," I say and he sighs, "I understand" he whispers, the pain on my neck reduces but it still burns and hurts me.
My mind drifts to Xanthus, I wonder what he's doing? Is he with Lilith? Does he hate me now? Sadly I have no answers to my questions.
"I only manipulated your dreams to show you what a monster my cousin is" I flinch at his harsh words, "You are no different Logan," I say lazily, "I'm different from him. He forcefully marked you!"
"Only because I didn't tell him about us, don't judge someone when you are not much different"
"Are you seriously defending him!?" I can hear the fury in his tone, "You were going to rape me Logan" I say, "it wouldn't have been rape if you wanted it" mark burns warningly.
"I don't get why you can see that my cousin is selfish, I mean he marked you and locked you in a room all alone"
"Enough Logan! I get it, yes he marked me, yes he locked me in a room, but he only marked me because I didn't tell him about us and whoever told him what happened between us must have told him a little lie and got him that mad!" I'm tired of Logan telling me the same thing.
I get that he marked me out of anger, and I'm mad at him but I can’t take Logan speaking of him that way, the mark can't stand it, and neither can I.
"Let's agree he marked you because he's mad, why did he lock you up" I stay quiet because I have no idea, I have no answer to his question and I'm sure my inability to give him an answer makes him even madder.
"Even you know my cousin is a psychopath" he scoffs, "He must have his reasons" I whisper, "Oh sure, sure" he answers sarcastically, "you are just so naive" I ignore him, "I shouldn't have said that-- I'm So--"
"Save it, Logan," I say resting my head on the door, a groan escapes my lips as my mark becomes hot, hotter than it has ever been, it sends fire through my whole body and I place my hand on the bandaged mark which seems to make it worse.
"Shh" Logan whispers, "He is coming" I can hear the surprise in his tone, "Who is coming?" I pant, and furrow my eyebrows as the marks burn turns harsher, "Xanthus! I'll speak to you later" I suddenly feel the bile rise to my throat, before I could get to the toilet I puke my stomach out, I grimace as I see the black slimy substance.
My mark becomes hotter and I wouldn't stop puking, "Aurora?" I hear a distant call, I'm unable to concentrate because I'm too busy puking, I feel a hand rubbing my hair.
"What happened?" I look up to see a pair of grey eyes staring at me worriedly, he looks at the puddle of puke and frowns.
"Aurora?" Now his voice sounds so distant, a scream erupts from my throat as my mark becomes hotter than ever, "It's getting harder to breathe" I cry, he carries me bridal style and lays me on the bed.
Through my half-closed eyes, I see a woman come in with a brown bag, she rubs my hair and says something in some native language, "Ahh!!" I scream, as I feel my body go up in flames, "Aurora, Aurora, Listen to me, focus on me" Xanthus pleads, "What's wrong with her?" He snaps at the lady.
"Her body is rejecting your mark" Xanthus snaps his head to her, "What?!" I flinch at his tone, "Well you see, it's called 'Mate and Mark' for a reason" she sasses, she places her hand on my head and rip the bandage off, "What do you mean?" Xanthus frowns, she sighs as if she's irritated by him.
"You are supposed to mate first then mark her! Yet you broke the rules and instead of mating and marking her you marked her and then ignored her, the mark is feeling ignored and it wants to leave which is why it's causing her pains, let her use this herb and she will be okay"
"What about the mark?" Xanthus asks I feel the pain leave my body slowly, and I feel sleepy "It will stay as long as you aren't too far away or if it's given attention. Oh, and you should mate as soon as possible" I close my eyes and welcome the darkness.
