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 try to sit up but Xanthus rushes to my side, I yank my arm away from his grasp because of the sparks that spread throughout my body. "Don't touch me!" He has a pained expression on his face.
"Are you in pain?" He asks gently. "Not like you care," I spit at him with venom laced in my tone.
"I do, I do care" I touch my neck and feel nothing but skin there, I move my pointer finger a little bit and I hiss when I feel pain.
"How long was I out?" I ask, "Two days, the herbs knocked you out" I nod at his explanation. "I need to have a bath," I say, "I'll call the maids"
"Alone" his eyes hold uncertainty, "You just woke up, you don't have the strength, Aurora"
"I don't need people bathing me Xanthus" I drawl, he flinches at my tone but he nods his head and leaves the room. I need to have a break away from him.
Once I'm inside the bathtub the maids get the bath ready for me, I get comfortable in the warm water filled with a vanilla scent.
I think about everything that has occurred since my birthday passed, I start to cry.
I cry for the death of my sister.
I cry because I was taken on my birthday.
I cry because I was marked forcefully and was later locked in a room where I was dying slowly.
I cry because I miss my family, I miss our fights, I miss our family day, I miss the training I did with my dad although it was stressful and annoying I still miss it.
Everything is just messed up! I have a mark on the nape of my shoulders to prove that.
After I'm finished crying, I finish my bath and stare at my neck in the mirror.
The mark is shaped like a circle with some weird designs in the circle, it's deep red and it looks like lava, something is written under it but it isn't in English.
I'll ask someone to translate it later for me but, right now I need to eat. I entered the room to see the food had already been sent to the room.
I wore plain jeans and a simple white top before I devoured my food. After I finished eating I took the herbs that were given to me before I fell asleep.
My pointer finger touches the mark again and like last time it causes me pain, almost burning me. I'm happy that at least I'm not puking my guts out like that day before.
