Shadow Moon (Star Touched: Wolf Born 2) by Michelle Madow

Author:Michelle Madow [Madow, Michelle]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreamscape Publishing
Published: 2023-05-25T16:00:00+00:00

Ruby

I wake up in the cell bed, this time having zero trouble remembering where I am and what’s been going on. The gnawing hunger in my stomach makes it impossible to forget.

Last night, Tristan told me to take the bed. He was still reading when I went to sleep. He’s still reading now, at the opposite side of the cell, although he’s moved onto another book—the second of the series he started yesterday. While he reads, he’s idly holding the cross pendant hanging from his neck, his thumb brushing against its textured surface as if it's his lifeline.

Watching him sitting there, absorbed in his book, it’s impossible to deny how beautiful he is. Every angle of his face is shaped to perfection, and there’s something timeless about him that makes him look like he could easily be the star in an old Hollywood movie.

I push myself up so I’m sitting in bed, and he raises his gaze to look at me. The hollows under his eyes have grown worse, and there’s something eerily predatory in his gaze that reminds me that I’m in an increasing amount of danger every minute I’m trapped in here with him.

Still, he gives me a small, warm smile. “You’re awake,” he says simply.

“Did you sleep?” I ask, calmly and cautiously, as if any word I speak might cause him to break.

“A bit.”

He doesn’t elaborate, and I don’t ask for more details. Instead, I stand and make my way to the tiny bathroom to freshen up. All the important basic hygiene items have been supplied for us, and while it’s only a small thing, it’s certainly one I’m grateful for.

Tristan’s breath catches when I re-enter the cell, and he immediately returns to playing with his necklace.

It’s a coping mechanism, I realize. One to help him control his urge to feed on me.

Aware of his struggle, I sit back down on the bed. It’s the farthest I can possibly get from him, aside from the bathroom, which won’t keep me safe for long if he decides to go on a starving rampage.

“When did you last feed?” I ask, since while he didn’t feed yesterday morning, I don’t know when he last ate before that.

He pauses for a second, releasing the necklace. “Wednesday morning,” he admits.

It’s Friday morning.

Two days have passed. He said he could last for three days, but with all that blood loss…

We’re pushing it with timing. He’s trying to hold out, but I know the facts as well as he does.

Something’s going to have to give. And that “something” will have to be me.

But it's not just my life that's at risk.

“If the witches knew the details about our situation, do you really think they’d kill you for feeding on me?” I ask.

His eyes darken, as if he’s lost in thought, and he places his book down on the floor. “The witches follow the law no matter what,” he says. “Dominic—my brother—never fed on Jessica. They had no blood bond. They were together in secret for years, and in those years, I grew to love her like a sister.

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