Insatiable (The Primal Sins Collection #1)

by Sephyrra

A scarecrow stood before me, its tattered clothes flapping in the wind. But something felt off. The body seemed too solid, too full to be just straw. Half of its head was covered by a burlap sack, loosely stitched with dark thread. It wore leather pants. Who dresses a scarecrow in leather pants?

The creature’s lips curled into a crooked grin, eyes flickering with something dark. “You don’t run from the dark.” He leaned closer, his voice a low growl. “You embrace it.”

“Because,” I murmured, my breath shaky, “humans... they’re the real monsters. With you, I’ve never felt more at peace. With you, I feel safe. In some fucked-up way.”

He let out a mirthless laugh. “You see the good in people,” he rasped. “Even in monsters. Why?”

“Because... everyone deserves a chance to be seen,” I said softly. “Even the ones who’ve lived in the dark.”