Cursed

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He slowly walked to the bed, sitting on the edge carefully. The pieces were suddenly together in her mind and Mack began to remember what happened.

The attack. The strange man chanting. Kai crumpled on the floor screaming. Being shoved against the wall. The man flying off Mack without being touched. Smacking her head on the stone. Mack sat up, sitting against the headboard and looking at Kai, who was yet to say a word. Before he could, Mack spoke up.

"How did he do that? How did you do that?" The look in her eyes was frantic, confused, and it only made Kai pity her more. He was dragging an innocent girl into his life. His crazy, fucked up life. He let out a sigh, raising the damp cloth to her fore head and started to clean the blood away. Mack clinched as it made contact with the wound lining her temple, but let him continue.

"I'm a witch. So was he." Kai blurted, not really expecting her to believe him. But she did.

"So it was magic?" Mack pressed, almost unfazed at the fact witches were real. Being told she was a werewolf yet to trigger some painful curse one hundred percent trumped finding out her best friend was a witch. Kai nodded, not looking the girl in the eye and instead focusing on her wound. "And Jo?"

"Yes. My whole family are." Kai confirmed. Mack slowly nodded, processing the information. Then a new question dawned on her as her mind wandered to what she has heard from the top on the stairs.

"That man, the witch, he called you an abomination, he said that your dad should have killed you. W-why?" Kai let out another sigh, lowering his hand and looking at his lap, unable to meet her eyes.

"I'm different. I don't have my own magic, I can only absorb it - siphon it - from others." He looked up at Mack, relief spilling over him when he realised her eyes weren't full of disgust or fear like everyone else's always are.

"So the rock?"

"Had magic in it. It's my emergency supply that I convinced Jo to give me."

"Why did you have to convince her?" Mack was genuinely curious. It didn't seem like a bad thing.

"M-my dad, he thinks that siphons are wrong, unnatural. He doesn't like my siphoning, let alone from my siblings. They get in trouble too if they give me magic." He confessed, looking back at his lap again. Mack frowned, cupping his face in her hands and bringing his head up so she could look in his eyes.

"Your not an abomination. Not to me." Mack whispered, rubbing her thumbs soothingly over his cheekbones. Kai closed his eyes, letting out a prolonged sigh before curling his fingers around her wrists before pulling her hand away from his face. He dropped them into her lap, standing from the bed and walking into his bathroom and discarding the cloth into the sink. He walked back into the room, looking at Mack with tears forming in his eyes now.

"Tell that to my dad." He said, turning around and pulling his shirt over his head. Mack gasped, shocked at how she hadn't noticed the criss-cross of scars littering his back, some paler than others, some smaller and some bigger. Some looked newer, some looked older. She stood tentatively, her hand hovering over his back before she brushed her fingers over the raised skin, tracing the lines. Kai's eyes clenched shut as he tried to hold back tears, before he turned back around to tower over Mack.

"Why aren't you scared of me?" The question sloped from his lips in a low voice, one that could only be described as menacing to anyone else. But not Mack. She shook her head, looking down to their feet before looking back up again.

"I have secrets too, you know." She laughed, resting her hands on his chest. Kai's hands slipped to her waist, pulling Mack closer to him and resting his forehead against hers.

"Really? The innocent nerd has a deep, dark secret that's as bad as being a witch? Do tell." Kai smile was back, but it was small and genuine, not his usual cocky smirk. Mack's lips dropped slightly, closing her yes she took a deep breath before opening them again and looking straight into Kai's.

"I-I'm a werewolf." She stuttered, moving to walk away when Kai didn't immediately respond. He tugged her back to him, tightening his grip on her hips. When he started laughing she felt embarrassed, pink flushing her cheeks. Mack couldn't look at him, avoiding his eyes until Kai grabbed her chin, tilting her head to look at him.

"I'm sorry. I just- those are real?" Kai asked, bewildered. He knew there were probably other things than witches, but he never guessed it was werewolves lurking out there. Mack nodded, inhaling and exhaling deeply.

"I haven't triggered it yet, so I don't have to turn. But I will. One day."

"When?"

"When I kill someone." She whispered.

"You make that sound like it's going to be inevitable." Kai's brown knitted together. Mack sighed.

"I get angry easily. It's like when someone annoys me, my body wants me to kill them."

"You never seemed the angry type." Kai confessed.

"There's a reason I have no friends. A reason I don't talk. The less people I interact with, the smaller chance I have at getting angry enough to do something stupid."

*smut ahead*

Kai nudged Mack's nose with his, brushing his lips over hers as his lips flicked between them and her eyes.

"I guess we're both cursed, in a way." He breathed, before kissing her with a passion she had never felt before. His hands slipped down, cupping her ass and lifting Mack. She instinctively wrapped her legs around his waist, gasping as he squeezed her ass. Kai took the opportunity to snake his tongue into her mouth, running it over her teeth and finally settling with languid strokes over hers.

Kai moaned into the kiss when Mack tugged at his hair. He backed them to the bed, dropping Mack into the covers and climbing over her. His kisses turned to her neck, trailing down her body until he reached the neckline of her shirt. Mack sat up to pull the fabric over her head, before Kai continued kissing down her body. Her breasts, naval, just below her belly button until he reached the place she needed him most.

He hooked his fingers into her panties, dragging the lace down Mack's legs and throwing them to the floor. Mack pulled him up for another kiss, her hands desperately pushing his jeans and boxers down his legs far enough for him to kick them off. He lined himself up with her entrance and pushed in, both of them letting out a moan.

"So fucking tight." Kai moaned, starting to thrust into Mack at a fast pace. She clutched his biceps, digging her nails into his skin. He welcomed this sting, thrusting even faster. The hand not supporting him trailed down to Mack's clit, rubbing rough figure of eights and trying to push her over the edge.

Kai felt her walls tightening around him and dipped his head down to suck at her neck, leaving a purple spot near her collar bone and one in the spot behind her ear that makes her gasp and squeal. Mack came screaming his name, and Kai quickened his pace still, chasing his own release.

"Kenz, fucking hell." Kai groaned, burying himself inside her to the hilt and collapsing on top of her. Mack's fingers ran through his hair, their breathing heavy and a thin layer of sweat coating them. After coming down from their highs, Kai rolled off of Mack onto the bed next to her, a grin on his face. He looked to the side, to see Mack starring at him with dropping eye lids and a lazy smile. Kai pulled her into his chest, Mack's head leaning on her shoulder and her leg needing over his waist. He played with her hair while she slowly drifted off, the heat from Kai's body giving her comfort.