Red moon secrets by c.m.owens
This is way too intense, and I should be running like a fire is behind me, but he should be running, too. I’m already his, but I’m surprised he still wants me. Looking over, he stares into my eyes with a determination that almost stings. “By the end of today, you’ll be mine,” he says as we enter Pine Shore. My tears try to fall, but as I’ve done so often, I restrain them. I feel like a complete and total pathetic drama queen, so I shut up and just let him continue holding my hand.
“But I really want to do something, Roslyn. “I know I don’t have to do anything,” he says with that cocky grin forming. Now I’m a charity case, and he’s stuck with the crazy girl. “There’s something going on, and I need you to stay with me for a while. As soon as he puts it down, he’s taking my hand in his again, this time threading our fingers together. He releases my hand, and I look over as he types in a quick message into his phone. “Edgebrook Motel,” I say, still distracted as I try to piece together all the weirdness for myself. So which motel did you wake up in this morning?” “Just piecing things together, sweet girl. I shiver as the dream hits me hard with all the sensory memories I can’t recall from my travels. My voice trails off, and he turns my hand over, kissing the inside of my palm as we go through a stretch of woods that starred in my wild dreams last night. “Was this wolf a protective figure?” he asks, seeming to climb around in my mind and pluck memories I’ve forever held my silence on. Cold seizes my blood, and he clutches my hand a little tighter when I start to pull away.