Greymoor Academy: I Accidentally Bonded With Four Lycan Royals! novel Chapter 251

Chapter 251: 251. Defective

Maisie

I was at the Ridge again. The smell of blood and ash coated my throat like the stench of poison.

It was my fault. It was always my fault.

It didn’t matter how many times I told myself it should’ve been me. How many times I wished it would be me. I deserved it. Not him. Never him. It didn’t change anything.

My cries deafened me as I lifted the bloodied dagger and stabbed him through the heart.

"Maisie."

Blood splattered across my face as I punched the dagger in his chest again.

"Bright Eyes," he choked, blood sputtering from his lips, the look of betrayal in his brown eyes twisting a different kind of knife in my soul.

His hands closed over mine and I sobbed as he helped me sink the knife a little deeper. "You did this," he hissed in pain. "Everything you touch dies. Your love kills."

"N-no–Lyon–"

"Maisie!"

Tessa gripped my chin and turned my face to hers. "Look what you’ve done, whore."

I glanced down at the body beneath me and a scream of anguish ripped out of me. Dark brown hair was red. Brown eyes were now green. And I lifted my gaze ahead and found three more bodies. Lifeless. Broken beyond repair. And my hands were thick with their blood.

"You should kill yourself," Tessa said. "It’s the least you could do."

I turned the knife on myself. And plunged it through my chest.

"Maisie!" A guttural snarl woke me and I found violet eyes latched onto mine. And amber ones. And green. And blue. There were... hands... hands on me... their hands... touching me... my face, my skin, tearing my skin, scarring me.

Yelling. They were yelling at me. Wailing. Begging. The cacophony tore at my ears like shards of glass.

Cruel grey eyes shone above mine, and female deep laughter echoed from every point as Tessa strangled me. "You lose," she crooned. "You’ll always lose."

I screamed, lashing out. My nails scraped along skin, my fist hitting against what felt like brick walls. "Stop!" I sobbed, voice hoarse from screaming. "Leave! Me! Alone!"

"May!"

I grunted, lashing at the things I couldn’t see. My claws ripped free and I splashed the air in front of me. The smell of fresh blood teased my nostrils. I thrashed, slashing the air again. I couldn’t breathe.

"It’s okay," a dark voice said. It didn’t sound like Tessa. A weight settled over me, circling my wrists. They pinned me down as I screamed and kicked, but they didn’t cage me or break me. "You’re okay."

Okay? Nothing would ever be okay again.

My nails curled and my head shook as I fought back.

"Maisie, listen to me," came that voice again. "You’re safe. Safe. Come back to us."

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