Immortal Protector Vampire (Moonlight Mysteries Series Book 1) by KC Wilde

Author:KC Wilde [Wilde, KC]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: KC Wilde
Published: 2024-02-09T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 17 | A GLIMPSE INTO THE PAST

EVELYN’S POV

The air felt tense, and the sounds of a woman screaming echoed in the quiet, making me very scared. I wanted to hide from her forever and didn’t want to be here anymore.

“Evie, I need you to come here right now,” she screamed, and I covered my ears. I hated that she loved to shorten my name, but she did it anyway. I would wait for her to get tired and leave me alone.

The stairs above me made a noise as the woman hurried down. She was shouting my name, and it made me even more scared. I held onto my necklace, a small moon-shaped pendant, for comfort. It was like a tiny anchor in the middle of the chaos around me. It would keep me safe from her.

"Evie! Evie, where are you?" She sounded mad and sad at the same time. I covered my ears with my small hands, hoping she would leave if I stayed quiet and hidden.

But she didn't.

The woman came down the stairs, and each step felt like a warning of something bad happening. My heart raced, and I cried. I stayed in the shadows, hoping they would protect me from her anger.

At the bottom of the stairs, she saw me. Her eyes were red, and she reached out towards me. I held onto my necklace even tighter, finding comfort in its touch.

She grabbed my ears and pulled me into the light, and I followed her like a small ghost, scared of what might happen next.

She was very mad, talking about things I didn't understand. My pendant hung from my neck, cool against my skin, comforting me amid all this anger.

As she took me upstairs, I kept holding onto the pendant, finding comfort in its familiar touch. It was like my lifeline in this storm of feelings. I didn't want to let it go, thinking that if I did, I would be lost in a sea of uncertainty.

Upstairs, there was chaos—a lot of shouting and crying that felt like it would never end. I held onto my necklace, my eyes filled with tears, as the night swallowed us up. The moon outside was far away, watching a little kid endure a tough time.

***

The old, worn-out curtains became my hiding place as I crouched behind them, trying to hear what my foster parent and someone from Child Protective Services (CPS) were talking about in the next room. Like distant whispers, their voices filled the air, making me feel uncertain and small.

"We just can't handle her anymore. She's weird, you know? She creepily looks at me without saying a word. I don’t even know what the fuck she wants. She scares me." The words felt bad, reaching my ears through the curtains. It made me sad, but I stayed quiet.

She was lying, I didn’t stare at her creepily, and she didn’t ask me what I wanted. She was always mistreating me, and she usually assumed what I wanted. She didn’t even know my allergies.

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