All Chapters of The Luna's Vampire Prince: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

*Ainslee*My sock is wet.It’s really not a surprise. I have a hole in my boot, and it’s been raining on and off for nearly three weeks now. Everything is gray. The sky. The muddy earth. Even the buildings. No one in my village has any money to paint anything. Everywhere I look, I see nothing but gray. Miserable, bleak, sickly gray.“Ainslee?”Lenny’s voice brings me back to reality. I turn and look behind me where he holds his place in the line outside the bakery. Most days, we end up giving blood at the same time, so we find ourselves standing here together as well. I don’t mind. He’s one of the few people in this town whose company I somewhat enjoy.“Did you hear what I asked you?” He has that goofy grin on his face, like he knows the answer already. No, of course, I didn’t hear what he asked me. I was in my own little world as usual.“Sorry.” I shrug, the exhaustion I’ve been carrying around in my bones beginning to radiate up to my brain. I’ve given so much blood this week, I’m p

*Ainslee*“Ainslee, what the hell were you thinking?”It’s not the first time Lenny has asked me this question since we left the bakery—since we left the street outside of the bakery where I’d accosted those three large male vampires. He’s right to be angry because I could’ve easily drawn him into a fight we couldn’t possibly win. Just because he wouldn’t help poor Ms. Mildred, that doesn’t mean he wouldn’t have stood up for me if those vampires had attacked. Lenny would do anything for me.Except for give me his loaf of bread. The smell of it has my mouth watering as we make our way along the muddy streets toward home. He lives a few blocks over from me and always walks me to my house after we got bread together.“I don’t know what I was thinking,” I admit. “I was just… mad.”“Why do you have to be so mad all the time, Ainslee? You’re going to end up getting yourself killed.” He shakes his head, kicking at a rock in the road.Again, he is right. He is always fucking right, which I of

*Ainslee*Looking up into the grin of the vampire I’ve just run into, I take a deep breath. “Shit,” I mutter under my breath and take a step back.“Sorry. Didn’t mean to scare you,” he tells me, his glowing amber eyes disturbing. But he’s not smiling at me in a menacing way like that other asshole.“It’s okay.” I’m not sure what else to say. This guy was there earlier, and he’d seemed relatively nice, at least compared to that last guy.It’s not the vampire I’d been hoping for, though. Where the hell was the hot one?Not that I preferred to run into a vampire—hot or not. On any given day, I’d choose running into a vampire over nearly nothing. Maybe I’d prefer this to getting my foot stuck in a fire ant mound, if my foot was slathered in honey. But maybe not.“Can I speak to you for a moment?” His tone is polite as he folds his arms across his massive chest. This guy is the largest of all of them. That one who just walked away was tall and wiry. The other one, the one that had actually

*Ainslee*Laughter spills from inside our house. I stand outside with my arms wrapped tightly around my body, watching the familiar forms of our neighbors’ pass between the candles lighting the small dwelling and the windows. A smile takes over my face. I can’t remember when I last heard that sound—laughter--but it makes me happy to know that, at least for one night, some of the people in the village here can find something to be joyful about.“Cold?” Lenny’s voice cuts through the darkness as he comes to stand next to me.“A little,” I admit. The two of us back further away from the house, finding shelter beneath our favorite pine tree. We’ve spent many hours sitting here together, discussing the fate of Beoutown and our fellow wolf shifters. I’m always cynical and pessimistic. My pragmatic friend often reminds me that things tend to work out for the best. I’m not sure I agree with that, but today I feel more hopeful than I have in years.Beyond the tree, the moonlight gleams on a cr

*Ainslee*Two days after the incident with the vampires, I wake up feeling better than I have in a long time. Food makes a world of difference, and as I stretch and yawn, looking out the window at a still dark sky, the feeling of renewal has me looking at the world in a more positive light.It’s difficult to pull myself from bed without disturbing the littles, but I must. The trash has to be collected, and then, I need to go donate blood. We have a bit of food leftover from the basket the vampires dropped off, but not as much as I’d hoped. My mother didn’t do a very good job of hiding the unperishable items from the neighbors, so they ate a lot of the bread, fruit, and vegetables, besides the meats and cheeses we’d asked them to share with us. We have enough to last us a few more days if no one comes calling, begging for more from our gift. I’ll have to keep up with my usual schedule if I want to make sure that my family continues to eat, despite the unexpected gift we were given.I’d