Blood and Moon: Book Two - Onyx

Blood ran down my chin slowly as I indulged in the taste. Not too much. I was here for business, not pleasure, after all. This just happened to be an added bonus. My eyes looked down on the creature in front of me. ‘Dirty mutt,’ I thought to myself. He had tried to catch me off guard in a failed attempt to take off my head. Amateur. I had been training vigorously since the tender age of 6, as do all warriors in my clan. He most likely assumed I was some young, inexperienced vampire who he could easily overpower. I chuckled to myself at the thought when the realized he had assumed wrong. As I did appear to be young - I had reached maturity at the age of 19 and stopped physically aging since - I was actually 59 years old. That was relatively young for a vampire, but inexperienced, not so much. This would just be one of many wolf lives I had ended. In fact, I had lost count at this point. Hmm. An idea formed in my mind. Maybe I should start a kill-book with details about all my victi

My feet moved swiftly beneath me. I would appear as nothing but a blur to the untrained eye. It was dark and rainy, a perfect night to be on the prowl. I was not sure exactly where my target was, but I had good intel that he frequented a local establishment that catered to wolves. Not a bad place to start.Driving would have been quicker, but I preferred to be on foot. The sun prevented us from being out in the day for the most part. That was the curse handed down from the gods. So I always jumped on the opportunity to be free in the night.I slowed down and came to a halt tilting my head back facing the dark sky allowing the rain to hit me. I felt it pour over my body gently tapping on my suit asking to be let in. I would have love to feel it against my skin. Even through my suit it was so serene and cool, almost enough to quell the fire burning inside of me, but tonight I didn’t want it to be quelled. I wanted to be consumed by it.I maneuvered atop a small building ledge that overl

The force of the blow to my back sent me forward before I quickly recovered and jumped to the side evading another hit. From a crouched position, I eyed the figure in front of me. I had not anticipated his speed or strength, and by the time I sensed him, it was too late. The impact of his blow would have sent a weaker vampire to the ground seriously injured.I grimaced at the source of the pain until gaining my composure before a sly grin formed on my face as I slowly stood to my feet. My guard had been down assuming he was weak, a mistake I would not make again. He had not been weak at all. In fact, his strength and speed exceeded that of Ezekiel’s. If he had joined the fight before now, things may have gone differently.Unfortunately for him, I had used all my nonlethal tools in taking down the others. It was now clear he would not come willingly and had no plans on allowing me to get leave with Ezekiel. I looked down at the fallen alpha before returning my calculating gaze back to t

I made it back to the compound still somewhat in disbelief of what had just happened. I could not remember the last time I failed or left a mission incomplete, especially one of this magnitude. Father would be very displeased, but that was the least of my worries. The reason for which I failed my mission was my conundrum.That wolf… he somehow got under my skin and got the best of me mentally and I found myself unable to kill him. It angered me to my core that he had some kind of affect over me. And in the end, I gave him my name. Why? What could I have possibly been thinking?I was not a wolf. Why would his mate bond have any sway over me? No. It could not be. There must have been something else. I was probably just weak and irritable. I had not consumed any blood before I left for the assignment. My energy must have been low, and I was not thinking straight. Yes. That made sense. That was most likely the issue. That had to be it, because the alternative was something I could not bri

I slammed my door shut kicking the table across the room. I wanted to do so much more than that. Murder was on my mind. It took all of Thalan and Lilith’s strength to drag me to my bedroom, and even then a few times I had almost made it out of their grasp running back towards Elijah to finish what I had started. Had I not exerted myself earlier, they would not have been able to hold me back. I could not remember the last time I had felt so much anger. The way he antagonized me was demeaning. Father would be less than understanding when he heard about our little interaction, so doing further damage would be problematic for me, but I would love to meet him in the training arena. Playing dirty was not beneath me, and I would absolutely destroy him one way or the other eventually. How could I be betrothed to someone like him? He was completely intolerable, worse than I had remembered. There was no way I could go through with this. I would not go through with this. I had to come up with a