"Tell me it meant nothing to you. Tell me I mean nothing to you. Look me in the face and tell me, but don't you dare lie to me."

His jaw is rigid as he looks down at me, his eyes stormy and so dark blue that they are nearly black. 

"If you meant nothing then this would be easier," he says. His hands are trembling, fisted in my shift and I press myself against him. "If you meant nothing," he says, his lips just above mine. "Then I would not have to walk away."

***

Ella Crow was going to be the next Alpha of her pack, instead turning out to be an outcast with no supernatural gift.

Christian St Clair is a royal vampire who seems unable to control his hunger for Ella. Everything around her seems to be one mystery after another and it's not a world that a country girl from a woodland pack knows how to travel. 

Is there love to be found on the brink of war?

The Children of the Moon is created by Harriett Nielsen, an eGlobal Creative Publishing signed author.

The Children of the Moon

I hear a chorus of shouts and groans coming from the tent we've been temporarily biletted to until we're assigned a cohort in the morning. I'm pretty sure I am breaking all kinds of rules being here instead of on my patrol but seeing as I'm an untrained cadet who doesn't even know how to raise the alarm and also seeing that there are about twelve other folk on patrol I think no great harm will come from my disappearance. 


It took me a little while to decide what to do. At first I wasn't sure I should tell anyone. In the past I've learned the lesson over and over that the second your trust is given away, that's when it's broken in bits and you've lost another secret. 


But I remembered the way we toasted each other by firelight and the way that Sam and Isabel have been at my side through thick and thin so far. I don't think I can do any of this alone. So. 


Chapter Eighteen: He's not my boyfriend!