"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 have never been so upset to be interrupted. Christian pulls back from me immediately, leaving a cold frost crawling over my skin where I wish he would touch me. 


The woman comes marching into the room and she takes me by the arm as gently as though I'm a piece of fruit that might bruise under too much handling. She's wearing a uniform like one of the Sisters of the Moon, sworn to provide care and medical aid to every being they come across. It's gray and silky and she has a soft veil across her face but her hair is loose around her shoulders in long pale waves. 


"This is not what I expect of a soldier of the Empire," she says sternly to Christian who seems to be blushing, red spots forming high on his cheeks. "You simply cannot be dallying with the cadets, Centurion. Do not let me see something like this again." 


Chapter 21: What have you heard?