Ch. 24 - Goodbye

Sebastian POV

I woke well past sunrise with a headache I never knew could hurt so badly. My muscles ached, and my whole body felt sore. Werewolves rarely got sick, and when we did, it was usually something foreign and deadly.

I clenched my jaw, thinking about how my life had become such a disaster. A cold shower did little to suppress the emotions and pain coursing through me. The last few days had been a whirlwind, everything unraveling so quickly I hadn't had a chance to breathe. I wanted nothing more than to run from it all, exactly what I'd been doing with Sheila. I craved a distraction, anything to take away the immense pressure inside me. That turned out to be a major mistake.

But I was only eighteen, clueless about how to deal with a fight, let alone some ominous god. I always felt this darkness, this strange bloodlust deep inside, especially after long, horrid nights filled with dreams of killing everyone I loved. I spent years pushing those thoughts away, burying them deep. N