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Her Moon, His Song Ch. 24
CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR:~Drake: We have to take her right now. They’re coming. We know that, Dane demanded as we watched her walk back to the kitchen. We saw what happens, if we change too much, how would we know when they would show up next? We need to use this to our advantage, I pressed. If I was in charge right now we’d be halfway to Canada, he huffed. We watched her a moment longer as she bent to open the oven. Screw this. She thinks she’s not worth worrying about so much I don’t shower? Then I’ll shower now. Not going to lie, the hot water really hit me in the best way. I stepped out, renewed, free of layers of grime, and wrapped in a towel. Partly, not to put on my dirty clothes again, and partly because I want to see my mate’s reaction. Standing outside the window like that was just too perfect. She put up a good front but I knew I affected her. Her reactions in our dream, and her face just then, both proved otherwise. I came out of the bedroom attached to the bathroom and
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 25
CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE:~Avery: The next morning I showered and changed before getting out to the kitchen. I had a horrible time trying to sleep last night. Knowing Drake was right there, just beyond the door, and thinking about what he told me over and over, juxtaposed against the images in my head of him in that da*n towel… He’d mentioned in our texting weeks ago that werewolves had exceptional senses, especially hearing and smell. I couldn’t chance doing any of the things I wanted to do to get some da*n release without thinking he could hear me. So I tossed and turned, and tossed and turned. Trying to not think about the way he drives me crazy, or the simple way he views things, or the way he looks at me. It was hard. Incredibly hard. Like perhaps harder than his abdomen was when I had pushed him away, when I thought my senses would take over. I walked out, taking a big breath in, prepared to face him, and- Nothing. He wasn’t there. I walked around the place, peaked out the
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 26
CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX:~Drake: I don’t know what I did last night, but one minute we were talking and bantering, and the next she was excusing herself to her room. It was early evening. And she hadn’t come out again that whole night.I heard her tossing and turning in the bed there, and I did the same thing on the couch and the floor. A few times I got up and marched right to her door, thinking out some sort of phrase I could quickly say that would get her to finally open up to me, but I could never gather the nerve to knock.She’s guarded, Dane noted. She’s starting to need us and that scares her.Well, for Goddess’ sake, I’m scared too!, I snapped back.But he didn’t bother saying anything else.I know he was just telling me what I was already sensing anyway. She’s been on her own, with no one from our world to guide her in her abilities. I’ve been raised by close parents who loved each other - who loved me.My parents. Goddess I missed them.It was so much easier to put them out of m
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 27
CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN:~Avery This was all too much. My body count was out of control. Drake was out of control. I needed to let something out, anything, and preferably not another light show. I marched outside and began to lift my shirt up as I moved toward the dock, when I felt dark auras around. How had I not noticed before? I’d been distracted! I was distracted and this is what happens when I’m distracted! I turned to face where I sensed the closest ones. Four dark auras. Not much light in there. I was still buzzing from the darkness I’d taken from the werewolves earlier today. “Drake…” I whispered ever so slightly, hoping he could hear me. The wolves approached right as he burst through the door in his wolf form. He leapt quickly and stood between them and where I stood. Brave. Dumb. Both? They growled lowly, an unsettling sound coming from wolves that weren’t Drake. He snarled back loudly. My heart thundered in my chest as I picked up more auras than before, and they were
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 28
CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT:~Drake:Our mate was on the move, heading for some cover - most likely around and uphill behind the cabin. I leapt and knocked the third to the ground, digging my teeth in and ripping his throat, a large gash spewed blood. Pushing against the earth again I went for the fourth when Dane pushed us to the left. We moved just as a bullet hit the ground next to us. We went to strike again and shoved the fourth wolf to the ground, using the car to block the angle of the sharpshooters. We tore into his neck and left him there, spinning to look for Freckles.She was nowhere to be seen.Where had she gone?!I spent the next long while tearing through wolf after wolf. It was tiring, yes. We were putting in quite a workout. But it was way more invigorating. It felt like nothing else to let Dane completely loose.We were leaping and tearing into flesh. We were snapping bones and throwing bodies into charging wolves. Blood was everywhere. Soaked into the earth around the cab
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 29
CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE: ~Avery: It was a few hours later when I woke up. I had taken a long, sorrowful, angry shower and fallen asleep in my towel on the bed. It was dark out and I was totally disoriented. The earlier events suddenly came to mind in a jumbled order. Killing wolves, fighting with Drake, making out on the couch then freaking out, the fight at dinner, all of it. I look over at the nightstand and scrunch my face at the time. Almost 4am the next day. I can’t believe I slept this long. I sat straight up. The bodies out there! I just left them all! I quickly dressed in an easy pair of loose workout pants and shirt, tying my knotted hair up in a messy low bun, snatched a jacket and opened the bedroom door - and stopped. Drake was there, asleep at the dining table, covered in even more dirt and blood than when I’d left him in the living room. He snored lightly and I moved quietly, trying not to wake him - I wasn’t ready to deal with what had almost happened. My whole b
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 30
CHAPTER THIRTY~Drake: Something feels off. There’s a kink in my neck and rotating my head to rest on my other cheek isn’t quite it. The stiffness in my shoulders and neck hit me as I lifted off the table. I blinked for a moment, remembering where I was, what had happened, the gnarly and the nearly perfect. I’d spent hours cleaning up the bodies from the disaster that was yesterday so she wouldn’t have to see it anymore, so we could talk through everything without that hanging over us. I breathed in and it hit me. No fresh scent. My mate wasn’t here. I bolted upright and started barreling for the door. A swim again? I ran to the lake but there was no sign of her, and no fresh scents either. My eyes caught it then. Her car was gone. “Mate!” I growled out in frustration. She ran from us, Dane said his voice laced with anger and hurt. How could she just take off like that? Did she not take my words seriously? I ran back to the bedroom in the cabin and confirmed her things were gone.
Her Moon, His Song Ch. 31
CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE ~Avery: I wasn’t sure what I was expecting when I heard the knock at my door. Lost room service? The bad guys who attacked before? No - professional killers wouldn’t knock, would they? But when his voice came through the door my heart soared with hope I didn’t want. My knees quaked as I stood there, overwhelmed by it all. Questions raided my mind, my ears filled with the sound of my heart pumping blood, my breathing hitched. When he spoke again I seemed to wake up from the panic, the relief, the joy - everything - enough to move again. My mind raced for something to hold on to. For something to carry me out of this. A flash of what we had done together came to mind, and it gave me my resolve. I needed to be strong, to be in control. I needed to push him away once and for all. For everyone’s safety. When he looked at me through the crack in the door it took everything I had not to just rush him, pull him close. But I would not let go of what I knew to be righ
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