MOONLIT MATES - Forever Under The Moon

she lived in enveloped her: canvases painted halfway still leaned against the wall, jars with dirty water scattered aroun

d where the noise couldn't get in. Here she could make order out of

side, the city was alive, yet somehow, it was almost as if it had been subdued by the weight of the large red brick buildings of the studio.

inds of a single window in the house. Every time the wind blew, shadows

or her to lose herself in her artwork all through the night and into

just tired'. She hadn't slept properly in days, not since Claire, t

decision that brought both pride and dread. The gala was tomorro

out her 'process' or boring analyses by peo

wled as her hand shivered at the brush and placed the brush down in disgust. The disquiet would not let her be. It

troke. This was past midnight when even the neighbors were most uncomfortable and wa

ed. Who could be coming at this hour here? Her building was not the kind that people who were passing the area would

keep her voice even as she shouted, 'I am ready to make a statemen

le

aps it was some sort of joke. A drunk neighbor. She repeated that to herself over an

d as if stung. The painting brush fell with a cla

door, her bare feet padding softly against the hardwood floor. She leaned forward and looked through the peephole. There was only a dimly lit hallway.

o open the door or call the police. A spike of instinct reared in her mind to not make a single tw

know you're

with the voice. That voice. Although she hadn't heard t

ak through. The images of Victor yet again came into her mind, enraged features, prominent cheekbones, emerald green eyes glowing with a serious hunger

back – her mind was in a whirl.

dard of the lock. It struck me instantly that he wasn't happy, "Don't make this ha

t anymore. She had been so careful to establish a life independent of him,

er–-an old paint roller that seemed to weigh a ton, and she was ready to attack. 'I do

n her spine. "But do not think that you can esca

s no way one can escape fate because it will someho

of a heavy strike. The locks wouldn't hold much longer. Terror rose higher,

sn't

th the hunger of the hunter", and the cut that ran across his jawbone contorted into a grotesque smile. Selena whir

lways were feisty. That's what I liked about

stood still. The smirk faded slightly and he looked to t

immensely so, and had those broad shoulders and an

commanded, in a low voice as if he

comfort loud and clear. "Ah, Damian Blackwood," he said in a mockin

ake sense of anything. Alpha? What was

lt that momentary connection, that immediately charged awareness between tw

with anger, "You've crossed a line," Damian s

ward the door. However, looking back at Selena before becoming hidden in the dark

he was out the door. Selena's legs weakened that instant and she dropped to the nearest chair. Damian

e you?" she

as the surrounding night, appeared less severe. "My name i

is words before a sharp sensation pierced th

ian let out a brief victorious smile with a golden light in his eyes, a