Late

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SKYLA. I can’t get my head around it. He thought I was the one attacking and killing people? Like actually f*****g seriously? No wonder he’s always been observing my eyes whenever they changed. Plum… just like the death noodles. That day when he had said, out in the woods, I had turned and just left. Although he had tried to call out to me, I refused to listen… (FLASHBACK) “I didn’t mean it like that. I’m sorry.” Royce says, closing his eyes for a moment as he exhales. Sorry? “Sorry doesn’t cover you thinking I’m a killer, yes I can’t control my Lycan, but I’m no killer. I…” I trail off, feeling as if I’ve been punched in the gut. I have almost killed someone… If Kat didn’t stop me… I can’t blame him for thinking that… “I’m just in a habit of over analysing everything and I’m

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