Jake's POV
I've never met one who seems not afraid of death, this always happens.
I've been told by a seer that my mate will be from a strange place, with a strange personality. Seeing it for myself made me feel quite strange, I have to look For a way to cure my curse, this isn't what I wanted.
The thrill I got from taking a soul has never felt so great, I'm a man with three personalities, and all these have been caused by me being a mixed breed. The dangerous me is Jay, the normal me is Jake, the soft part of me is Joe. I've never asked for this, no one knows better than me the hell I've endured for years.
The Devon's bloodline has been cursed by some witch three hundred years ago.
And it goes as thus; We can never be happy, we will always thirst for blood, whenever our second personality takes over, we might murder our close friends. Pain and sadness will be our hearts' dwelling place. I inherited this curse from my father, Gavriel Devon. My father is a mysterious man, I'm yet to find out the reason he got his bloodline cursed and vanished from our lives twenty years ago.
I've been staying in isolation for years after murdering one of my childhood bestfriend, Anton. Since then, my personality disorder has been worse. No matter how nonchalant I behave, that memory has been part of me, eating me up slowly.
What good does it make to have many friends and end up killing them?
Felix is the only one in the pack, who understands my plight, but I can't stay too close to him, because my curse could trigger any moment.
Fuck Godess Selene, I've never been one of her fanatic followers. She knows how to make my life miserable.
I stared at the petite girl, whose neck had nearly been crushed with my tight grasp. Apart from gasping, she never begged me to let her go. Instead she stared at me with her lifeless electric blue eyes, like though urging me to go ahead and be done with killing her. She never begged, those who I've killed always begged, their emotions always fed something deep inside of me, and I don't know what it is.
I don't understand myself. I don't know who or what exactly I am.
Am I just a mixed breed of both species and nothing more? Why do I have to bear this burden alone?
But something in me triggered the moment her fingers grabbed my wrist. She seemed to have lost all strength. I don't know if it was the bond that triggered, but I felt greatly uncomfortable and my heart burned. Each time I tried to satisfy Jay's blood lust, my chest tightens like though it will tear anytime. Jay is very stubborn and whenever he is out, it takes a miracle for him to not to kill anyone.
Suddenly, Klara teared up ever so slowly, our movement seemed to have been stopped by space and time.