Lahat ng Kabanata ng Moonbound to a Human: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 60

Savannah Whitlock.My hands unclenched, clenched, and unclenched again. It was like my body couldn't decide whether to fight or fold. Because if I stayed, it wasn't just a word anymore that I was throwing around without a whim. It wasn't a kiss in a music room, or a teasing smile, or his warmth as his hand guided me through the halls that still felt too big. It wasn't even the way my chest pulled toward him like there was this cord inside me tighteneing everytime that he looked my way.It was everything that he had just said.His mother dying on these grounds. His father basically drowning in grief until the claws finally sunk home. The cedar box on his desk with ashes sealed into something solid because love refused to accept "gone." A pack that wacthed and whispered, then tested a boy until he learned to be steel.And now a vampire, an actual fucking vampire, breached the lines that were supposed to be impossible to cross. At least from what he says.My throat tightened so hard I w

AsherMable disappeared behind the counter and returned with a fresh pair of slippers. Thick. clean, and unmistakably wdical wing approved. She didn't toss these ones. She placed them in front of Savannah like she was setting down a verdict."Put these on," Mable ordered. "And don't you dare take them into the snow. These are inside slippers only."Savannah opened her mouth, more than likely to argue, but Mable's stare shut it down. She muttered something under her breath and slid her feet into them anyway.The instant warmth wrapped around her toes, some of the tension in her shoulders eased. Just a fraciton. It was enough that I could breathe easier. I smiled before I meant to. Not a big grin. Just a small, stupid curve of my mouth that I didn't bother hiding.Savannah narrowed her eyes like she was offended, but I noticed the edges of her lips twitch."Don't you dare.""I didn't say anything." I murmured, raising my hands."You're doing that thing with your face again...Ya know, sm

SavannahThe second the words left my mouth, my soul tried ot crawl out of my body and sprint away into the afternoon sun."WHY? WHY DID I SAY THAT?"I stared at Asher like I could rewind time by sheer force of embarrassment. My heart was hammering so lound I could feel it in my throat, in my fingertips, in the stupid little pulse points in my wrists like they were flashing neon signs that said "SHE'S FLIRTING WITH DANGER!"My cheeks burned. My hand was still laid on his chest, directly over his own hammering heart, and I could feel the thudding of it under my palm like it wa answering me without permission.I didn't move, though I should have. I should've snatched my hand back and prentended that I tripped into him by accident. I should've said something bratty and safe like, "Whatever, good afternoon," then vaulted off the bed like a startled cat.Instead I stayed there, close by, breathing in his air, because my body didn't want to retreat even if my brain was panicking at an astro

AsherI tried to slow it.Tried to keep it controlled, careful because my ribs, because I was still healing, because the entire house was still on edge and I had no business losing myself in a bedroom while a bloodsucker lay bound somewhere below. But Savannah kissed like she wasn't willing to be denied. Like she had finaly decided the fear could sit in the corner and watch while she made a choice she could actually feel.Her mouth moved against mine, warm, demanding, and every time I thought I should take a breath and stop... She shifted, just enough. So that she still pressed against me, still very aware of what she was doing to my control. Nero pured approvl like a thunderstorm. "YES. YES!"My hand tightened at her waist to keep her steady, to keep myself steady, and I kissed her back harder. I focused on my hearing, listening for that hitch in her breath that would tell me to stop.But she didn't. She didn't stop me.She made a soft sound instead. It was low, helpless. Like my

AsherAs we lay tangled in a web of limbs, floating on the fading bliss, I felt something. A presence brush my mind. Sharp. Wounded. Achingly familiar.It wasn't Nero. He had been content, growling happily in the back of my skull like a satisfied predator circled around warm coals. This was different."Rowan?" I reached out through the link.The moment his awareness touched mine, pain slid through the link like a blade. Raw. Intimate in a way that only someone who once shared my bed could manage. I wasn't just jealousy. It was grief with teeth. It was the old shape of us. Tangled sheets, quiet laughter, the weight of his body against mind when the world was way too heavy and we pretended we could keep it out. And now he could feel her all over me. Savannah's vanilla sweetness clinging to my skin. The satisfaction humming in my blood. The bond lit with my hunger and my relief.It was tearing him open."You replaced me..." He whispered, the words laced with heartbreak.My chest tight