Aria
As expected, Lugh lounges at me, transforming into that beast again and wrapping sharp claws around my neck.
The claw burn, and I feel like my skin is being flayed off my chest.
A torn and broken cry bursts out of me, and my vision swirls.
I'm going to die. I can see it. I can feel it. I can almost taste it, too. The taste of death at the top of my tongue.
Lugh finally pushes me back, and I fall to the floor in a heap, still able to feel the searing pain in my neck.
I coughed out retched breaths. "Why are you doing this to me?" I scream.
All of this is so unfair!
Why does he get to take out all his hatred on me when I haven't done anything wrong?
The people who wronged him are nowhere near me, but he's chosen to put me through hell.
"How dare you ask why you deserve
