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Beasts Of The Moon Rise Of The Outcasts Chapter 6.
Emerald. Wednesday, 27th January. A week later... Noon. Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. The sound cuts through the hospital’s central alarm system, tearing my eyes away from the report I’d been writing moments ago. Every nerve in my body sharpens instantly. “Emergency, Doctor Ford! Cold Blue in cubicle five! Doctor Ford! Cold Blue in cubicle five!” I’m already on my feet before the announcement finishes. My pager screams at my waist. I silence it and bolt out of my office, my steps fast, urgent and instinctive. The moment I enter the ER bay, chaos hits me like a wall. Bodies everywhere. Patients surrounded by doctors and nurses. Elderly men and women, their skin blistered and burned. Some motionless beneath white sheets. Others writhing, convulsing, screaming. Foam spills from mouths. Their limbs thrash. The air is thick with panic and death. “What happened here?” I demand, rushing toward the nearest bed. A man, elderly, thrashes violently. Foam seeps from his mouth as his body spasm
Beasts Of The Moon Rise Of The Outcasts Chapter 5.
Scar. Saturday, 23rd January. Next day. Morning. The bed rocks as she moves on top of me. Straddling me. Her pussy wet for me. Slick, just as I like it. I slip my fingers between us and part her folds, parting her clit until her cum soaks my fingers, soaks my hard cock buried deep inside her. “Scar… fuck me… yes… just like that…” She cries, louder now. Her mewls fill the room, rocking something deep inside me. I push deeper into her. Push the toy in her ass some more, and she cries out from the delicious pain I know it sends ripping through her. She leans forward, trying to press a kiss to my lips, but I sink my fingers into her hair and yank her back, stopping it. “No kissing the lips. Did you forget, Officer Cassidy Torm?” I groan, voice low. I press a kiss to her neck, graze her skin with my teeth. Her heart rate spikes instantly. I feel it, her pulse racing beneath my lips, throbbing against my mouth. That rhythm stirs something feral and familiar inside me.
Beasts Of The Moon Rise Of The Outcasts Chapter 4.
Scar Icegard.Brooklyn. Friday, 22nd January.Two days later…Night.Club Crimson screams tonight. Bass pounds through the floor, through the walls, through bone and through blood. Red lights in the club pulse like an open artery. The air is thick with sweat, sex, and iron. Fresh blood drifting through the elite club like incense.I step inside and inhale slowly. Blood. It slides into me like quiet ambrosia. Smooth and addictive. The kind of scent that curls straight into my skull and lights every nerve in me on fire. My fangs ache behind my gums, my vision sharpening as the craving hits hard and fast. I don’t slow down the feeling. I let it burn through me.“You okay, Scar?”Cross’s voice interrupts now, grounding and irritating all at once. I turn my head slightly, eyes already bloodshot from the scent overload. His reaction is instant, he startles, shoulders tensing.I smirk.Without breaking stride, I reach into my leather jacket and pull out a slim metal tube. My gaze never l
Beasts Of The Moon Rise Of The Outcasts Chapter 3.
Emerald.Tuesday. 19th January.Two days later…Morning.I’m exhausted. My period is here and heavy as usual, dragging my body down with it. Everything feels swollen and slow inside me, like my blood has turned to sludge. I shuffle down the hallway toward the coffee machine, press the button, and wait. The hum and the drip from the machine, all fill me with promise of survival for the rest of my shift.When the mug finally warms my hands, I carry it to the bench and sink down. The first sip burns just right. Heat spreads through me, settling in my chest, loosening something tight inside me. For a moment, I let myself breathe. Then last night claws its way back into me.The dream from last night comes back in sharp fragments. I’ve had it twice now. Two nights in a row. Always the same.In the dream, I have only half of my wolf. She stands before me in the dream, dimmer than she should be, like someone has taken a blade and carved something vital out of her. Her eyes are glossy, red rim
Beasts Of The Moon Rise Of The Outcasts Chapter 2.
Emerald. Sunday, January 17th. Next day. Morning. “Dawn is at the door. Dawn is at the door.” The voice of the front door alert system, slices straight through my skull. I groan inwardly, dragging myself upright, and squint at the gray morning light bleeding in through the curtains. My body feels like it’s been dragged behind a truck. Every muscle sore, every nerve still humming from yesterday's long shift hours. I’m off today. And tomorrow. Thank God. Tuesday can go fuck itself for now. I yank on joggers and an oversized sweater, twist my dark hair into a messy bun. I inherited dad's hair. Not mum's silver hair. My phone vibrates on the nightstand. Mum. Of course. “Hi, Mum,” I answer, already bracing myself for her words, as I pad toward the front door. “Hi, baby,” she says sweetly and that’s how I know danger is coming. “You promised to call after your shift yesterday.” I punch in the unlock code and open. Dawn steps inside, bundled in her jacket, cheeks pink
Beasts Of The Moon Rise Of The Outcasts Chapter 1.
Emerald Ford. Present day. Grenville Hospital. Silvaton Ridge, Colorado. Saturday, January 16th, 2055. Twenty nine years later… Morning. My steps are brisk as I crunch on the snow covered ground, trying to shorten the distance between my parking spot and the hospital doors. Cold bites through my boots. My breath escapes in sharp pale plumes, like I’m already running behind my own life. “Late for your shift, Dr. Ford.” Marcell’s teasing voice reaches me from the guard booth at the entrance. He's always teasing. “Don’t remind me, Marcell,” I say hurriedly, extending my ID card. “The chief would eat me alive if he finds out I’m late again this week.” I pull my coat tighter around myself as another breath from me fogs the air. “Punch in, Dr. Ford,” Marcell says loudly to the computer in front of him. “Welcome, Dr. Ford. You’re late again.” The AI’s familiar female voice rings out, crisply and efficiently as always. That sharp, criticizing tone, a daily re
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