Lunar Rampage (Lunar Rampage Series Book 1) by Samantha Cross

Author:Samantha Cross [Cross, Samantha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-05-04T05:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

“Earth to Cora. Earth to Cora.”

I snapped out of my trance to see dripping, wet crimson paint along the shutters of my grandma’s house. A sight that evoked horrible memories of opened throats and saturated teeth.

Owen had a good belly laugh, standing beside me with a red paintbrush in his hand that matched my own. “Boy, you’re really out of it today.”

“Huh?”

His blue eyes focused in on me. “Are you all right? You’ve hardly spoken all morning. You’re not still mad at me, are you?”

The thought that I was hurting his feelings was the only thing pulling me out of my catatonic state. “No, I’m not mad at you. We’re good, remember?”

“Then what is it?”

Oh, nothing. Only that I saw a guy's throat ripped out by some monstrous looking man who could only be stopped by two bullets to the back and that I’m actually not insane for thinking these things are werewolves.

“I’m having nightmares is all,” was the best fib I could give. Heck, it was true, and it was a part of my agony, but it was like pixie dust compared to the real problem.

“What kind of nightmares?”

“The bad kind.”

He chuckled. “I figured as much. What are they about?”

I stared at the dripping red paint on my grandma’s house. I had coated it about five times too many and you could practically swim in it. “About wolves.”

“You been hearing them howling at night?”

“Yeah, maybe.”

I could feel him staring right at me, but my gaze was locked on the paint. I tried so very hard to keep all this madness in the back of my mind and go about my normal day as Deputy Wilson had instructed, but no part of me could function normally anymore. I had been exposed to something unbelievable, and something truly awful. Sleeping, being awake, and talking about things that had nothing to do with what we had gone through was now impossible. I was drowning in this.

“They’re just nightmares, they can’t hurt you. I know wolves are pretty creepy, but they don’t actually attack people. I’ve read that, you know? You would think otherwise because of everything you see on TV, but I think, for the most part, they want to be left alone.”

“No, I agree. You’re right.”

“Then what’s the problem? What’s got you in this funk?”

I dropped my paintbrush into a tin can and turned my attention to him. “I’m really sorry, Owen, but do you think we could call it quits for today?”

“Yeah, sure, if that’s what you want. But I think you should talk to somebody. You look like your best friend just died.”

“I’m just feeling under the weather. Grandma always said my physical and spiritual well-being were connected and I guess she was right.”

“I guess so.”

“I’m gonna head to the store to, maybe, get some aspirin, come home and pop a couple, take a bath, and stay in my PJ’s the rest of the day.”

“That doesn’t sound like a bad way to spend a weekday.”

I forced a smile. “Not at all.

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