Marked by Sloane Murphy

Author:Sloane Murphy [Murphy, Sloane]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bright Lights Publishing
Published: 2019-05-28T04:00:00+00:00

“Wake up, sleepyhead!” I groan and throw my pillow at the offending voice.

“Come on, Eden! It’s your birthday, get up! It’s already the afternoon.” I hear Ruby’s voice and I just want to bury myself beneath the covers.

“Exactly, it’s my birthday. Do you know what I get to do on my birthday, especially this one? I get to sleep all the hell I want.” I growl, and that’s when I feel my monster awaken, crawling under my skin, burning inside me, trying to find a weak spot to get out. To hunt.

“Ruby, GET OUT. Get the hell out now. Just don’t run.” I shout, my voice strained as I try to keep my head under the covers, away from her full scent.

“Oh shit… okay, I’m going. I’ll get someone.”

“JUST. GET. OUT!” I scream as her scent hits me and I feel my fangs descend. I almost feel her think and then rush from the room, and it takes everything I have in me to keep myself pinned to the bed. I pant with exertion, trying to calm the beast inside me. I stand, and move faster than I’ve ever been able to move in my life. I reach the door to the main room and grip the doorjamb and feel the wood splinter beneath my fingers. Shit, shit, shit.

I inch forward, but end up at my fridge. I yank it open and see the bottles of blood. Twisting the cap off, I put the bottle to my mouth and swallow down the blood greedily. I feel it course through me, my entire body tingling as it rushes through my system. Two, three, four bottles later, I can almost breathe again, but I can still feel it, just below the surface, not quite sated. I scratch at my throat and hiss, and that’s when I notice my extended nails that look like claws. My knees buckle and I fall to the floor, pushing myself back until my back hits a wall. I pull my knees to my chest and wrap myself into a ball, trying to fight the urge to go and get more. My mouth salivates at the thought of warm, fresh pumping blood. I close my eyes, and it’s all I can do to keep myself on the floor.

I hear a knock and I smell him before the door opens. I rush forward and rip the door off its hinges, and his hand clamps around my neck. I claw at his arm, but he doesn’t let go. Instead, he brings his other hand, holding the warm cup of blood, to my lips. I grab it and shake his grip, retreating to the far corner of the room before gulping it down. The flavor bursts inside my mouth and it’s like nothing I’ve ever known, but everything I’ve ever wanted all at once. I lick the sides of the cup, before the shame hits me and I throw it down.

“Feeling better?”

I snarl at Ethan, where he still stands in the ruins of my doorway, his arm almost healed, but the blood there is still fresh.

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