Samantha Moon 40: Sasquatch Moon by J.R. Rain

Author:J.R. Rain [Rain, J.R.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty-one

As I stand before him, my right hand holding the bloodied Bowie knife, the left cradling my jaw (which I can feel moving and adjusting in my palm as it sets itself back into place), Wally looks up at me with pleading eyes.

“Please... help,” he says, holding up a hand that is now more bone than flesh. Okay, yeah, he’s looking at a half dozen skin graphs in his future.

Sorry, pal. I can’t heal you. And yes, this is me speaking directly into your mind, since your damn combat boot smashed my jaw.

He shakes his head, tears flowing. He doesn’t want to cry. Probably doesn’t even know he’s doing it. Back when I was mortal, the few significant burns I’d received took days to stop hurting... and those had been minor compared to this.

“Is there... is there anything you can do about the pain?”

Like I said, I can’t heal you, but I can block the effects of the pain, if you wish.

He nods vigorously. “I wish very much so.”

I can’t watch even my potential killer suffer in pain. Pushing past my own considerable physical discomforts, I focus my thoughts and direct them inside his head, into an area I know as the pain center. Once there, I put up a wall around the now-pulsing, white-hot region. The blockage should last for a few days.

The instant I pull out of his brain, Wally slumps against a tree, releasing a long exhalation of air. “Oh, thank God. That’s so much better. Easily ninety percent better. Thank you. Then again, you’re the one who burned my hand to a crisp.”

Says the man who was about to drive the world’s biggest steak knife into my chest.

“Oh, right. Yeah, I guess I deserved that... but wow. So painful. I wanted to put a bullet in my own head.”

I point at my thigh. Well, you put a bullet somewhere.

“Sorry about that. And sorry about your jaw.”

Your sorry doesn’t sound very apologetic.

He nods, wiping sweat from his brow with his good hand. “It’s because I’m not, I guess. I wanted to kill you very, very bad. Still kinda do.”

Move a muscle and I’ll burn your other hand.

“Dear God, no. I won’t move a muscle. No mas.”

We sit like that for a few minutes, one of us already healing, the other on a long road to recovery. Note to self, my burning hand trick works a little too well.

I’m not what you think I am.

He nods, keeping his eyes adverted from his hand. Mercifully, he now hides it in his lap. Yeah, I might be shot up, stabbed and broken, but the sight of his grotesque hand is really getting to me.

“I know, Samantha Moon.”

But that didn’t stop you from wanting to kill me.

He shakes his head. “No.”

Why?

“It’s a... compulsion.”

I know other hunters. They kill only those deserving to be killed, the true predators. I don’t hunt humans.

“I didn’t understand what you were. My every instinct told me you were a vampire—yet you were also different, too. Then I watched you leave last night.

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