After the Moon Sets 3 (Werewolf Paranormal Romance) by Reba Taylor Page A
Authors: Reba Taylor
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beautiful.” Lumar greeted; lifting the back of my hand to his lips. I snatched away roughly and took a step back with caution.
“ This is insane.” I complained. I wanted out of this place; the front door was right there waiting for me and there was nothing I could do about it. I was literally stuck here. One thing I noticed was Lumar’s constant stares at my bruised arm. It seemed to bother him. He looked away with a saddened face to Elizabeth, and she smiled for him.
“There now, let’s not little a minor accident g et the best of you. She breathes well brother.” Elizabeth assured, “Let’s get on with the evening shall we?” Lumar nodded and led me into the dining room.
Lumar sat me down at the dinner table beside Elizabeth, and he immediately picked up the butter knife from the table.
“It’s yours,” he informed with a delightful smile, “I cleaned it for you.” I sighed and snatched the knife from his hands. It was the knife I promised that I would kill him with. Unfortunately, I knew that a butter knife was never going to work. Still, I quickly pocketed the knife, my determin ation to destroy him with it was impossible to defeat.
As Lumar sat down at the table across from me, and idea hit me quickly. Lumar seemed strikingly concerned for my health and well-being. So how would he react if I was in imminent danger? I had to find out—put this new-found knowledge to the test. I pulled the knife out of my pocket and slid it across my wrist, not enough to kill me, but enough to penetrate the skin, causing my wrist to bleed. The blood ran slowly down my hands, and I stood out of my seat. Lumar stood with me, holding his hands up in surrender.
“I’ll die before I dine with you.” I threatened. Lumar seemed more nervous than I’ve ever seen him. Elizabeth stood in his defense.
“I told you this was a mistake Lumar. You should not try to win her heart this way.” She scolded. Elizabeth pointed her elegant finger towards the hallway.
“There’s the door dear. Please, don’t harm yourself for your freedom.” She pleaded. Lumar stood in place, his eyes watching me as I slowly continued towards the door. I did not trust either of them.
However, once I was out the door and deep into the freezing forest, I had another problem on my hands. That pack of angry wolves still lingered in the forest, searching for my scent. I ran right into them during my escape, and now I was once again running for my life.
These creatures knew the forest ten times better than I did, which made it exceptionally easy for them to catch me off guard. Thankfully, I made it to the bridge before they could corner me. The closer I was to the treaty line was also the closer I came to receiving my first Werewolf bite. Leaping across the treaty line, I could almost feel the teeth of the wolf that had almost bitten me. The pack howled in defeat when I landed on the ground, scraping my knee. This time, I knew, that I could not return because I would not be so lucky a third time.
Chapter 2
I went to the only safe place I knew I could go—I went back to the Agency. It was the only place I could turn to, but that didn’t mean I wanted to go back there. For starters, I no longer had any faith in the Agency, nor did I trust them. But they had Aiden, and I wanted to get him away from them as quickly as possible. As I continued through the streets of Downtown Detroit, cold and wet, the civilians did not find it surprising that I looked so disheveled. They were too busy looting and scavenging to collect as many items as they could before they retreated to safety. I knew that I would be more help on the battle field, assisting the other hunters against the newborn Vampires, but at this time, there’s nothing I could do.
Julian and the Council have leverage over me—they have Aiden, and now I must see what they want from me in order to keep him safe. Julian confirmed my assumptions the moment, I entered his office. As I walked
“ This is insane.” I complained. I wanted out of this place; the front door was right there waiting for me and there was nothing I could do about it. I was literally stuck here. One thing I noticed was Lumar’s constant stares at my bruised arm. It seemed to bother him. He looked away with a saddened face to Elizabeth, and she smiled for him.
“There now, let’s not little a minor accident g et the best of you. She breathes well brother.” Elizabeth assured, “Let’s get on with the evening shall we?” Lumar nodded and led me into the dining room.
Lumar sat me down at the dinner table beside Elizabeth, and he immediately picked up the butter knife from the table.
“It’s yours,” he informed with a delightful smile, “I cleaned it for you.” I sighed and snatched the knife from his hands. It was the knife I promised that I would kill him with. Unfortunately, I knew that a butter knife was never going to work. Still, I quickly pocketed the knife, my determin ation to destroy him with it was impossible to defeat.
As Lumar sat down at the table across from me, and idea hit me quickly. Lumar seemed strikingly concerned for my health and well-being. So how would he react if I was in imminent danger? I had to find out—put this new-found knowledge to the test. I pulled the knife out of my pocket and slid it across my wrist, not enough to kill me, but enough to penetrate the skin, causing my wrist to bleed. The blood ran slowly down my hands, and I stood out of my seat. Lumar stood with me, holding his hands up in surrender.
“I’ll die before I dine with you.” I threatened. Lumar seemed more nervous than I’ve ever seen him. Elizabeth stood in his defense.
“I told you this was a mistake Lumar. You should not try to win her heart this way.” She scolded. Elizabeth pointed her elegant finger towards the hallway.
“There’s the door dear. Please, don’t harm yourself for your freedom.” She pleaded. Lumar stood in place, his eyes watching me as I slowly continued towards the door. I did not trust either of them.
However, once I was out the door and deep into the freezing forest, I had another problem on my hands. That pack of angry wolves still lingered in the forest, searching for my scent. I ran right into them during my escape, and now I was once again running for my life.
These creatures knew the forest ten times better than I did, which made it exceptionally easy for them to catch me off guard. Thankfully, I made it to the bridge before they could corner me. The closer I was to the treaty line was also the closer I came to receiving my first Werewolf bite. Leaping across the treaty line, I could almost feel the teeth of the wolf that had almost bitten me. The pack howled in defeat when I landed on the ground, scraping my knee. This time, I knew, that I could not return because I would not be so lucky a third time.
Chapter 2
I went to the only safe place I knew I could go—I went back to the Agency. It was the only place I could turn to, but that didn’t mean I wanted to go back there. For starters, I no longer had any faith in the Agency, nor did I trust them. But they had Aiden, and I wanted to get him away from them as quickly as possible. As I continued through the streets of Downtown Detroit, cold and wet, the civilians did not find it surprising that I looked so disheveled. They were too busy looting and scavenging to collect as many items as they could before they retreated to safety. I knew that I would be more help on the battle field, assisting the other hunters against the newborn Vampires, but at this time, there’s nothing I could do.
Julian and the Council have leverage over me—they have Aiden, and now I must see what they want from me in order to keep him safe. Julian confirmed my assumptions the moment, I entered his office. As I walked
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