Remington's POV-
Renatus and Raclaus both fought their way into the bathroom, staggering against the force of the wind. I felt my magic depleting very slowly, but for now the storm picked up to match my guilt. Why did I feel guilty for taking something to take the edge off, to take away the pain? I owed neither of my mates a damn thing, but yet I still felt ashamed. For the last 4 years I had been doing whatever I could to muddle through, with minimal support from my family, but never once did I feel guilty for self medicating with the wolfsbane. Why now?
I was brought back into reality when a huge gust of wind lifted Raclaus off the floor and threw him into the wall with so much force it cracked. Tears streamed down my face as fear sunk into my soul. He was bleeding from somewhere, th
