Page 17 of Red Moon Secrets
Chapter4
Blood
Gage went home rather reluctantly last night, but he finally ceded and drove off with the bored incubus passenger. Now I'm lying here in Kane's bed as the morning light wraps me in its warmth.
I stretch out, frowning since Kane has abandoned me. Wrapping up in the sheet, I take a second to feel the healed marks on my body. Not even a shred of proof remains to show I've been bitten repetitively throughout the night.
I hear a clattering as the front door slams and a raging argument comes to life between Kane and Amy.
"I've already told you—I don't give a fuck!" Kane blares, growling slightly at the annoying, relentless bitch most likely on his heels.
"Kane, I'm begging you to just give this up. She's a witch—you're a night stalker. It's not meant to be. We are!"
Something crashes to the ground, as though a tabletop has been raked clean. Sounds of shattering glass, clanking objects, and hollow rolls ring out to aid as background music to his fury.
"Go to hell! I'm so sick of this. I fucking hate you, Amy! Do you understand what you've driven me to? I can't stand the sight of you anymore. I'm never, and I do meannever, going to be with you."
I almost hear her tears ripping through her eyes, and I stand to pull my clothes on the human way. I've been using way too much magic lately, and I think that's contributing to my headaches, crazy spells, and weird gut feelings.
"Don't go. Kane, just let her leave and get out of our lives," Amy cries, her voice breaking on almost every word.
I'm so sick of her. As bad as I hate to see him leave his coven, I think the sooner he does it, the better. She's going to keep on pushing him, until he snaps. He might be an incredible guy, but underneath that beautiful facade, he's still a killer. That's something I have to remember, though I've never really felt threatened by him.
She's a killer, too, though. But Kane is so much stronger than her. I've seen that with my own eyes.
"Kane, I need you. I'm sorry, but I need you."
The door to the bedroom opens just as I finish pulling my tacky, short shirt into place. Last night, this felt sexy. In the daylight, I look like a tramp. I can't believe my Ms. Hyde half found this to be her style.
Good grief. I look like an absolute slut.
Kane shuts the door behind him, ignoring Amy when she starts knocking. "Kane, let's talk about this."
She doesn't know I'm here? Or does she just not care?
"Hey," I mumble, sitting down to pull on the ridiculous heels I wore last night.
"She's here?" Amy squeaks, disbelief and disgust pouring out.
"Go the fuck away," Kane grumbles, exhaustion tainting his tone.
"She missed my car?" I ask, not really believing the never-ending cycle of drama this house holds.
Amy huffs while storming away, leaving us alone. Kane drops to the bed in a languid motion while scrubbing his face with his hands.
"Sorry. I actually took your car to a friend’s house to hide it until Sierra could check it out. It's too open here."
"I'm confused," I drawl out through a yawn, tilting my head.
He takes a deep breath, while devoting all of his attention to me.
"You had blood all over the back seat. I'm sure you don't remember how that got there."
He looks at me expectantly. I can actually feel the color drain from my face. "Blood?"
My voice might as well be nonexistent. He reaches over and pulls my hand in his, concern drenching his eyes.
"Alyssa, it was a lot of blood, but I have no idea where it came from. Sierra finally came down from the red moon high, and she went to find out if it was human or immortal. She couldn't have shifted and sniffed it here with so many able to see her. I can't sniff blood out like that. We need to find out what's going on with you. It's pretty clear you weren't yourself last night, but I had no idea to what extent that was. In the meantime, let's go deal with the Were. Maybe Drackus can help explain this."
