"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

"You owe me," I say again, holding his gaze somehow. I don't like holding a debt over a person's head but it seems to be the way that Vampires do business. Shifters aren't like that. We have debts, sure, but no one shoves a debt in another body's face and twists the screws until they're given what they want. It's more about respect and trust than keeping score. 


He purses his lips and sits up a little, propping himself on pillows that look like they took five or six whole geese worth of feathers to fill. I've never touched anything so soft and I want to run my hands over them and maybe over his skin too. Maybe check that he's still breathing and warm like he was a couple of moments ago when I was lying on him. 


Just for medical purposes you understand. 


Chapter 20: What is the Rift?