All Chapters of The Moon Calls: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

I chewed my lip anxiously, attempting to prepare myself for the bombardment of questions and soreness from Aunt Maggie when I got home. I could almost hear the indictments now, the, 'why wasn't he in?' or, 'why didn't you just talk to the stand-in guy.' Fearing the worst, per my anxious mind. I pulled onto our street, breaking when I noticed cars parked along the road outside my Aunts house. She never has anyone over without telling me.To my shock, I was unable to park in the driveway because a nice, smooth black sports car was parked in my spot. I wondered if maybe this was the boyfriend Maggie spoke to the phone the other day. But to whom did these cars belong? Maggie hardly got out; who could she possibly know with expensive-looking vehicles like that?I shut my car off and collected my things to head inside. I caught someone standing in the window to the living room, observing me get out of my car. I felt a little uneasy that I was being scrutinized on the lawn of my home. I push

Aunt Maggie had not shut up the entire time we were in the car. All she did was ramble off about everything that had occurred in the last 19 years since she had left with me. I was valedictorian in high school and went to nursing school on a full-ride scholarship. I graduated there on the Dean's List and was also valedictorian there. Though they were a short 'yes,' or 'ah,' Adam acknowledged her. I didn't know if he was really listening after the first 10 minutes of her speech. After a while, he glanced in the review mirror to mouth, "Does she ever shut up?" I smothered my amusement and shook my head in reply, trying not to laugh as Maggie went on about my work ethic and how I could easily outdo anyone in his workforce. He lamented, "Maggie, there must be a reset or a cap of words or something. You'll be here for at least two weeks, there's plenty of time to have a conversation about literally anything. I don't need to hear about every little time Isabella breathed in the last 19 year

"There's a bonfire tonight, Isabella. It's to celebrate your return... You should come." Mary spoke as she slid into her parent's car. "It is for you, after all." Leah smarted off, snorting, sliding in behind her. I gritted my teeth, trying not to be hostile on my first day back. Why was she so damn rude? I shoved my hands into the pocket of my hoodie as I watched them get into their vehicle to leave. That was my only saving grace and respite from the rude family member I had. I didn't expect to have any problems with anyone until after Grandpa passed, not the first damn day."She's probably tired. You don't have to go if you don't want to, Bella." Adam said, closing the door behind his daughters, rolling his eyes, knowing that his daughter was being rude. "Sorry," he mouthed before opening his door and leaning on it. "No, I'll go.. It'll be rude if I don't." I shrugged, knowing that Leah would have to deal with me again tonight. Plus, I didn't want to give her any more ammo to use for

I sat in the dark closet for hours until heavy, swift footfalls approached the bathroom door. I pushed myself up against the shelves, trying to get away from whoever was growing closer. My heart raced, and I worried that I would pass out from fear. Or have a heart attack. In that case, I just hoped that I would die and whoever was in the house with me would see that I was dead and leave my poor body alone. But that wasn't the case. The person opened the bathroom door, making me cover my mouth, trying to hide my heavy and ragged breathing. I screamed when the door opened, my eyes wide until I saw a familiar face. It was my Uncle Adam. I had never been so happy to see a stranger in my life. I jumped into his arms, "What's going on?" I hiccuped. He enveloped his large arms around me, sweeping me off my feet, "I don't have time to explain, Isabella. It's not safe right now; we have to leave." He expressed it as calmly as possible."Why? Why isn't it safe, Adam?" I spoke as he carried me,

I didn't know my way around the spacious house, and I didn't want to get lost. So I stayed put on the stairs and waited until Alexander or someone came around to help me. Not that I minded too much anyway, my body was sore from the amount of running I had done. Yeah, sure, I was a nurse, but I didn't have to run that much. Also, I was warming up from the chilly outdoors. My skin felt less and less like shards of ice were slicing me open from the cold, bitter New England air. I don't really know how long I had sat there when someone opened the front door, causing me to jump slightly. I peeked up to see Alexander entering the house, his massive shoulders covered by dark tattoos and a sheen of sweat and what looked like dirt. He had a pair of loose-fitting joggers that hung loosely around his hips and a dark shirt in his hand.The door latched behind him, his cool blue eyes on me for a moment. He sighed before strolling past me to the room on the right side of the house. I made a face, h