The Lunar Effect by C.J. Pinard

Author:C.J. Pinard [Pinard, C.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Pinard House Publishing, LLC
Published: 2018-01-15T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 16

Life never did quite settle back to normal for me. Between my brother’s death and the information dump my parents had laid on us, I couldn’t concentrate on school. I lasted another three semesters at CU Boulder, but just couldn’t do it anymore. The grief and anger inside me continued to bubble and brew. I even tried grief counseling with a licensed therapist, and it did me absolutely no good. I couldn’t come clean about what exactly was angering me. The human therapist wanted to know how my brother had died and telling her the same story Aden and I had told the Park Rangers and police—that some animal had torn his head off—made her suspicious. Telling her my parents had lied to me my whole life about something made her ask what the secret was, stating I’d never move forward until I spoke it aloud. I had no problem speaking it aloud, just not to her. And guess what? Speaking it aloud, in the privacy of my own home to Sanja did not help me move forward. So I had stopped going to that ‘therapist’. What was the point?

“I can’t believe you’re leaving,” Sanja said sadly, pulling away from our embrace.

“I’m sorry,” I said, meaning it. She would be the one person I missed.

“Where will you go?” she asked.

I shifted the backpack over my shoulder and smiled sweetly at her. “I’ve got a job answering phones for a big company downtown Denver, and a small apartment.”

“You’re better than that,” she said in a scolding manner, frowning.

I nodded. “I know, but I can’t stay here, going to school, barely passing, pretending everything is okay. I need to hunt, I need to kill vampires. I need to find my birth father.”

“That’s the grief talking,” she supplied.

I nodded. “I know. But I tried the normal-college-student thing. I can’t do it anymore. I have an itch that cannot be scratched by late-night cram sessions and football games.”

She sighed, still holding my hand. “I have some essential oils, and have been practicing a spell—”

I smiled and cut her off. “I don’t want oils or spells. I want revenge. I want to feel like Austyn’s life mattered. I want my birth father to pay for what he did to my mother.” This wasn’t anything she hadn’t heard before. She had been my rock, my confidant when I had returned from a two-week stay at my parents’ house after the funeral. I felt like a broken record at times, and she never once acted bothered by my crying, having to console me after a nightmare, or my countless childhood stories about my brothers and me.

“Revenge won’t make you feel better. It won’t bring Austyn or your birth mom back,” she said for the hundredth time.

“I know it won’t, but I disagree with you on the feeling better part.” I brushed a lock of black hair from in front of her beautiful chocolate eyes with my fingertips. “I will feel so much better after I rid the world of evil.

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