Eight

ALPHA RHYS.

Her eyes wouldn't leave my memory. It was as though she was right here, beholding me and begging me to believe her. I want to. Every part of me wants to turn deaf ears to the evidence. To the proofs. To her marks which lay claims on my father’s corpse. To ignore the words knocking at the edge of my heart. To believe her alone.

Yet it was hard. The evidence was clear.

I didn't want to be blinded by love. I didn't want to make a mistake. I hissed and took the dangling glass to my mouth. It was filled with an amber drink and when it touched my tongue, it ran down and burned my throat. It was just what I needed to remind me of reality. To not be blinded by sweet feelings. Anyone could turn evil. We are all capable of evil only some of us have more self-control than others. And when we lose everything holding us back, we delve into it hungrily like a starving wolf.

I heard the door open behind me and then soft footsteps followed. Her scent spread across the room. I didn't