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No matter how hard I fought, I couldn’t keep consciousness. The last thing I remembered before my world went black was the feel of fur receding from his bare shoulders.

Chapter 7

Sanity flooded back to me with the force of a sledgehammer on granite. The pain surged in uneven and unpredictable bursts, and I was seeing sound and hearing colors before I found any semblance of where I was and what I was doing while under the influence of the moon’s curse.

Or… who I was doing.

I blinked several times as I truly registered the scene before me.

Fuck…

Fuck!

I was still inside Lila Denton. My cock had already fully softened and started to stiffen again, as my body reacted to her warm squeeze hugging me into renewed arousal.

I pulled out as immediately as my brain could register the need to. It was easy with how much she’d drenched me. Though my clothes had been destroyed in the transformation, and I had no way to hide myself from reality. One of so many curses of being a half-shifter, whose clothing couldn’t survive transformation. I envied the pure bred beasts who could shift in and out of any shape without having to constantly buy a new wardrobe.

The night replayed through my mind with regret filled clarity, as I tried to force my consciousness back up to speed. Though I blacked out while in moon-fueled beast form, my mind unfortunately still retained its memories to play back later.

What was she doing here? She should have been in her dorm room, but she was outside after curfew on a full moon night, and she opened the door, exposing me to moon beams I was actively avoiding.

And then I took her.

My home didn’t have the enchantment to block out the moon, so Graves had always been my sanctuary on nights like this. I’d never had an issue before, but I didn’t usually have students barging into the cafeteria at this hour for no goddamn reason. Not here. The werewolves and the witches were out for a run on nights like this, not sneaking around campus.

Even so, I could have sworn I’d locked the door, but then I’d been so out of sorts, I couldn’t say for sure that I’d done anything I was supposed to. The moment that moonlight hit me, I’d lost all control or rationale. It was always a struggle to keep myself in check around women on the full moon of my birth month, but this felt… different. I’d been a passenger, watching my own body take what it needed, and I couldn’t have stopped myself if I’d been chained to a wall.

I tried not to acknowledge the blood on my dick as I climbed off the table. Nor my demon’s seed that glistened on the tight lips of her pussy. I tried not to acknowledge her naked body at all, as I swore to forget every inappropriate bit of this.

Please tell me she wasn’t a virgin. I begged the Devil. No one was a virgin after high school, were they? I certainly hadn’t been. Perhaps I’d just been rough, and that was why she’d bled.

Yes, because that was better. You assaulted your student, and the blood on your dick is because you were particularly violent about it. No big deal.

“Fuck!” I yelled into the empty cafeteria. She didn’t stir. She was beyond unconscious, which wasn’t uncommon for someone whose sexual energy I’d freshly stolen. Certainly not for a human who was now dripping with Incubus come.

Usually I had a handle on who I fucked on a night like this. I made a point to fill my power reserves with energy from willing participants or succubus who knew what we were trading. Before I had Graves, I’d always controlled when and where I’d been exposed to the full moon, especially on the month of my own star sign, where the drive and lust would be its most powerful and uncontrollable. I’d never done this to a student, and certainly not an inexperienced one.

I’m fucked.

No.

She’s fucked.

I glanced back at Lila, the bright eyed engineering student, who was nothing but sweet and quiet in my classes. Whose only crime was getting too close to a monster. Would I have sought her out even if she hadn’t walked ignorantly into my war path?

I didn’t want to think about that. Human or shifter or something in between, she was now my mark, and nothing good would come of that.

I shook my head. I couldn’t take her back to my home, and I had no idea where she lived. Maybe I could sniff it out if she lived in the dorm, but I was always at risk of losing myself again with her pheromones so potent. I didn’t ordinarily turn back before the full moon dropped beneath the horizon line, and I couldn’t predict the reactions of my own body right now.

I needed to make distance between us, and I needed to do it before something worse happened.

I clenched my fist until my knuckles turned white, then I turned on my heel, and like the coward I was, I fucking ran.

Chapter 8

My oh my, what have we here.

Beautiful, innocent little Lila laid bare on the table, spread out like a much finer meal than anything they served in this cafeteria. Her scent and pheromones were overwhelming, and it was a fight to keep my mind against that seductive draw. How could anyone be expected to hold back when her smooth skin was such a mess of blood and semen. It was almost like she’d just been ravaged by an Incubus. Or perhaps a Capricorn. It was hard to say what he was on any given day.