Beneath the Broken Moon: Part Two: Shifter/Vampire Romance

Author:Sarah Makela [Makela, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: New Adult Post-Apocalyptic Shifter Romance
Publisher: Kissa Press LLC
Published: 2015-05-18T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Brendan

Carmela’s soft body molded perfectly against mine. Her breathing was steady and deep while her limbs were heavy from sleep. I stared at the ceiling and remained still, unwilling to disturb her. The sight of her arms wrapped around the vampire’s neck had bothered me. He was the same one she’d asked me not to say anything about earlier in the evening. Plus, I’d never witnessed a vampire helping werewolves. The more I thought about it, the more I had to know what was going on with Carmela.

Should I be the one to broach the subject? I hated lying to my dad. He always had a way of finding out about these things. Frankly, I was surprised that he’d bought all of what I said in the first place. Maybe the pain I was feeling and Carmela’s presence had distracted him from the white lies.

Regardless, now wasn’t the right time. I’d want to have her somewhere private where I knew no one could overhear us, not with my parents likely sitting in the other room having coffee.

Carmela hid more than she told, that much was certain. If only I had a way to penetrate her walls and get her to open up to me. Her father was another topic I needed to know about. When I’d talked with him, he came across as pompous and condescending even to me, the son of the city’s Alpha. I’d seen the hateful looks he’d given her when he thought I wasn’t watching, too.

I released a deep breath to keep calm. Soon that man would be in my home, and while I wanted to tell my father about the possible abuse, I didn’t want to disturb her as she rested her head against me. Besides, she wasn’t even willing to ask for my help.

The more time that passed, the more blood dripped from the scraps of my jeans. Guess it would give Mom another reason to go shopping if she couldn’t get it off the rug and furniture.

A loud banging sounded on the front door. Carmela jerked her head up and glanced around the room before settling her gaze on me. I held her a little tighter and looked toward the closed door leading into the hallway. My mother answered the door, while I returned my attention to Carmela.

“You’re afraid,” I whispered quietly.

She drew in a breath to speak, but no words came from her lips. Finally, she nodded.

“Why didn’t you tell me earlier? I saw how you reacted around him. Let me help you. Please.” I slid my knuckles over her cheek, relishing her soft skin.

Seeing her like this made my thoughts about the vampire slide away. She was mine. We would work through whatever was going on.

“You wouldn’t be able to do anything. Not with him.” She glanced back at the door and frowned. “I’m sorry about all of this. I don’t want to mess up things between us.”

I gripped her chin and forced her to look at me. The front door thumped shut, and I leaned in until our lips almost touched.

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