The Lebrus Stone by Miriam Khan

Author:Miriam Khan [Khan, Miriam]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Rogue Phoenix Press
Published: 2014-11-28T07:00:00+00:00

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A loud bang woke me in the middle of the night. I panted, expecting another episode like the first night. But there was nothing. There were no sounds coming from my bathroom. My alarm clock beamed 5:19 am.

I was wearing nothing but my panties and chemise. These days, and some nights it was warm, not cold. Tonight was one of them.

I was about to lay back down again, but flinched when something made a sound. It was similar to a rough bristling of fabric, and was coming from the rocking chair in the far corner. The one that had always been closer to the bed and which was now by the cupboard. Shadowed. Masked in a way, as if on purpose. My heart pounded.

The movement happened again. This time it had been with a flash of white; clear, but too quick for me to be sure of its realness. I waited for something else, a breath, a hand, the tip of a shoe in the sliver of moonlight. My body relaxed as I came to realize who it might be. It was a person sat there. I just knew it. I always detected this particular presence. The one person I wished it wasn't right now. Not when I was dressed like this.

"Who's there?" I whispered, holding the sheets to me. "I can see you."

Something moved; it sounded like wet feet squeaking against smooth leather.

I climbed out of bed with the sheets still wrapped around me. There was a chance it wasn't Cray. It could have been somebody else, Gal or Zella, an intruder. But deep down I knew it wasn't. I could feel it was Cray. The scent was undeniably his, its effect on me too.

I could feel my desires for him entering me against my will, spreading all the more open.

"Cray?" I took a few steps. It grew colder and airless the closer I got.

I wasn't frightened. Somehow I never could be. I was just afraid of how he might react. How he would see me each day. Whether I was to be noticed or given not one glance. He changed so much it was dizzying.

"Cray?"

The corner of the room was as dark as soot, with dust swirling in the moonlight from where I could see a chair's armrest.

A hand slipped into sight; fingers clenched around the carved shape of a rose. It was long, slender, but strong. Cray's hand.

I hurried forward, letting the sheets fall from my shoulders.

Cray sat absolutely still, his head bowed.

"Cray, what are you doing?"

His eyes flickered to mine. The pupils appeared to be frozen over, paler than his face, though his lips were a brilliance of red, luscious and full like they had been imbued with a raw heat.

His eyes flickered to the window. I walked over to him and crouched by his legs. He had on the same clothes from earlier. There were darker shadows under his eyes.

There was also a dangerous air to him. But the danger wasn't just in

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