Luna: A Dark Mafia Vampire Romance (Covenant of Shadows Book 1) by Cara Clare

Author:Cara Clare [Clare, Cara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Plume Noire Books
Published: 2024-07-29T00:00:00+00:00

When Kim leaves, I settle in for a long night of watching Luna. There is nothing else we can do tonight, and if I’m going to make use of him tomorrow, he needs sleep.

He is human, after all.

I pour another glass of blood and stare at the screen. The darkness doesn’t impede my vampire vision, and I see every painful moment of her stubbornness.

She tosses and turns, unable to find a comfortable position. Her face contorts with pain, and I can almost feel it radiating through the screen. She tries lying on her back, then her side, then curled up in a fetal position. Nothing seems to work. Her hands clutch at the sheets, knuckles white with tension.

Hours pass, and she doesn’t sleep. Instead, she curls into herself, trembling. I watch as she presses her palms against her temples, massaging in small circles as if trying to ward off dark thoughts. Her lips move silently – is she counting? Reciting something to herself? Whatever it is, it doesn’t seem to help.

Occasionally, she sits up abruptly as if struck by a sudden jolt of pain. She rocks back and forth, arms wrapped tightly around her knees. The motion is almost hypnotic, a desperate attempt at self-soothing.

When the first sob escapes her lips, it’s like a knife to my chest. It starts as a small, choked sound, barely audible. But soon, it grows into full-blown weeping. I grip the edge of my desk, knuckles white, as I watch her cry. Each tear feels like it’s tearing me apart.

I killed a man for making her cry like this. And now I am the monster destroying her beautiful soul.

She buries her face in her pillow, muffling her cries. Her shoulders shake with the force of her sobs. Between bouts of crying, she gasps for air, her breath coming in short, sharp pants. It’s as if the pain is stealing the very oxygen from her lungs.

I want to go to her, to hold her, to make the pain stop. But I can’t. Not until she understands that she needs to trust me to figure all this out.

As dawn approaches, Luna finally moves. She’s been lying still for the past hour, staring blankly at the ceiling. Now, she stumbles in the darkness, feeling her way to the bathroom. Her movements are slow, cautious, each step seeming to cost her great effort. I lean forward, frustrated by the lack of camera there. Minutes tick by, and she doesn’t emerge. Ten minutes. Twenty. Thirty.

Finally, the bathroom door opens. Luna steps out, skin damp, hair loose over her shoulders, towel wrapped around her. In one hand, she’s holding her pills. In the other... is that a razor?

I lean closer and watch her sit on the edge of the bed. She spends a long time just sitting there, staring at her hands even though she can’t see them.

She shifts, and the towel rides up.

There is something on her thigh.

Are those scars?

Ice cold dread thickens instantly in my veins.

Luna presses the razor to her inner thigh.

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