"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

The bugle has become a call that jolts me into readiness after weeks of it dragging me from sound sleep or calling me from meals back to work. This call sounds different, three long blasts, a pause, then three long blasts again. Christian looks grim, his face settling into an expression that looks like a soldier not like the man who touches me as though I am something fine.


"That's an alarm," he says softly. "Quickly. There is something terribly wrong." 


We hurry towards the center of the camp. He takes long strides that I can barely keep up with and neither of us speak. I am too aware of everything I have learned and the burden of that knowledge along with the implications of what we have spoken of. He says I do not have to suffer to be loved. 


Does he still see me as someone he owes debts to or is the tenderness I see in him something that might last? 


Chapter 36: That's not real fire!