"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?

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The Children of the Moon

"Why?" I ask. I'm not even angry anymore. I don't know if I can be angry with her. I'm betrayed again, I'm discarded again. "Why are we so dispensable to you? Why don't we matter?" 


I remember vividly Christian holding me to him and whispering to me that he could see me and tears sting my eyes. 


The Goddess moves to crouch before me, not quite kneeling but low enough that I want to leap to my feet and pull her up as well. "Child, I will show you what is at stake and you will understand how I cannot do anything else. Will you let me?" 


I nod slowly. I blink twice very fast like there is something in my eye. 


When I open my eyes again I am in a void so dark that it swallows light. Shimmering images form in front of me. I feel like I will fall into the nothingness. I can't feel anything but her hands on mine. There is no ground below me, no heat and no cold. There is no breeze or movement. The nothingness is complete and terrible. 


Chapter 35: Stories from the Dawn of the World