All Chapters of Beneath The Moons Bite: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Ollie’s POVThe second Meghan walked outside, something in my chest tightened.I tried to ignore it.Tried to focus on Shane absolutely destroying Adrian at pool while Eliana argued every shot like she was a professional referee.Tried to focus on Anya nearly falling off the bar during karaoke.Tried very hard not to think about the way Meghan had been dancing against me ten minutes ago.Which was impossible.Completely impossible.Because now every time I blinked all I could see was her laughing up at me, flushed from alcohol and neon lights, like she’d finally stopped fighting whatever this thing was between us.Jesus Christ.I dragged a hand down my face.“You look miserable,” Shane observed from across the table.“I am miserable.”Adrian snorted. “Because a pretty girl danced on you?”I shot him a look.Eliana laughed immediately. “Oh my god, he’s gone.”“I am not gone.”“You were blushing,” Anya called from behind us.“I hate all of you.”“You like her,” Kylah sang.“I’m going to

Meghan's POVI didn't know who moved first.Maybe it was me.Maybe it was him.Maybe it was whatever this thing was between us finally snapping tight enough to pull.All I knew was that Ollie stood too close now.Close enough that I could feel his warmth.Close enough that every breath I took felt tangled with his.The apartment had gone silent around us.Not literally.The refrigerator still hummed somewhere behind me.Traffic still moved faintly outside.But none of it mattered anymore.Because all I could focus on was him.His eyes stayed locked on mine like looking away would make something worse happen.Or better.I couldn’t tell.The pull in my chest tightened again.Hard.My breath caught.Ollie noticed immediately.Of course he did.“Meghan,” he said quietly.Warning.That was a warning.But my body didn’t care.I took another step closer without meaning to.The space between us disappeared.And suddenly I could feel everything.The heat radiating off him.The tension in his s

Meghan's POVI couldn’t stop moving.The kitchen felt too small for what was happening inside my body.Too tight.Too loud.My thoughts kept tripping over each other, and every time I tried to grab one, it slipped away like I couldn’t hold anything steady anymore.“I don’t get it,” I said, voice shaking as I paced again. “You’re not even acting like you.”Ollie’s head lifted slightly.That was the first thing that actually made me stop.“What?” he asked carefully.“This,” I snapped, gesturing vaguely between us. “All of this. You standing there like you’re trying to calculate every word you say. You don’t do that. You don’t hesitate like I’m something fragile you’re afraid to break.”His jaw tightened.“That’s not—”“Yes, it is,” I cut in, louder now. “Ever since last night you’ve been different. You look at me like I’m—like I’m something you don’t want to tell me the truth to.”My voice cracked at the end.And that made it worse.Because I could feel myself spiraling and I couldn’t s

Ollie’s POVShe finally fell asleep like her body had given up arguing with itself.That was the only reason I moved.Not because I wanted to.Because I had to.Meghan’s breathing had evened out against my shoulder a few minutes ago, but I didn’t let go right away. Not until I was certain the panic wasn’t just sitting under the surface, waiting for the smallest shift to bring it back.Even then, my arms stayed around her longer than they should’ve.Too long for someone I’d known a week.That thought should’ve grounded me.It didn’t.I shifted carefully, lowering her back onto the bed without waking her.She didn’t stir.For a second, I thought I’d actually managed to avoid pushing her system again.Then I stood.Barely a step back from the bed.That was all it took.Her reaction was instant.A sharp inhale.Not fully awake, but not fully gone either.Her hand lifted fast, searching, like something in her brain had registered distance as danger before she could process it.A hitch in h

Meghan's POVThe second hand on the classroom clock seemed determined to ruin my life.Tick.Tick.Tick.Three more minutes.Not that I was counting.Okay.I was absolutely counting.My pencil tapped against the desk as I reread the same answer for the fourth time.The words blurred together.At this point, if I failed, it wasn't because I didn't know the material.It was because my brain had officially reached capacity sometime around Thanksgiving.The girl next to me sighed dramatically.Someone in the back sneezed.Three people were already packed up and ready to sprint out the door the second freedom was granted.I couldn't even blame them.Christmas break was twenty feet away and one professor stood between us and happiness.My eyes drifted toward the window.Snowflakes floated lazily past the glass.December. Somehow.How the hell was it already December?The thought hit harder than expected.Because the last two months had flown by. Not in a vague, cliché way.In a genuinely t