I could still hear my parents' horrified cries begging me to stop. Why Rebecca, why are you doing this? My dad wept as we both stood over my mother's mutilated body. A sob wrenched from my chest and another until I could hardly breathe I was crying so hard. I ugly cried with snot running down my face until anger bubbled up inside me. Anger at the incense for not keeping the dreams at bay. Anger at Merlin for doing this to me. Anger at myself for becoming a monster and being helpless to do anything about it. Anger at Ronan and Lochlan for not helping me more. Anger at Ashley for leaving me. My fists pounded my bed and I screamed and raged against everything over which I had no control. When my energy ebbed and my throat was raw, I cried quietly on my bed. What else was I going to do? There
