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The Moonlight Chronicles

My life is tainted. When i turned fifteen, i was bitten. by a creature. and since that time i've led two lives. the life of sunlight, and the life of moonlight. Human and Werewolf. Moonlight Chronicles This is part of the cross-breed series. HOWEVER! It is not part of the main bit. but you should read the first four stories before you read this. Otherwise, you'll have no idea who these people are.


6. he's back

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I buried his body in the woods. I could still smell his blood on me. He hadn't stood a chance. The transformation was quicker and I had long since familiarized myself with the pain. He didn't run as I changed, not until the end, when I rose, my face streaked with my own blood, my eyes burning with insatiable hunger and rage. He ran and automatically his life was over. My predator's instincts awoke and I lost myself to the hunt, the chase, the kill.

When I woke the next morning and the bloodlust was just a nightmarish memory, I pulled him into the woods. His parents knew he had a friend, a young girl but they didn't know who I was, what I looked like or where I was going or coming from. When they realized he was missing, I'd have disappeared, leaving no trace but his death. The older people would assume the curse had returned, that I, the demon caller had returned once more to wreak havoc. They would be dismissed as stories when they were actually the closest to the truth.

I dragged his corpse off and buried him near my camp. Instead of dressing, I went to the lake and swam. The water washed away the horror of the night. I left the lake water and bent to collect my clothes that I had placed beside the waters edge.

"Well, isn't that a pretty picture" I shot up. I didn't turn, just scanned the thicket in front of me for signs of life.

"I'm behind you" this time the voice was at my ear. A warm hand was on my shoulder. I stiffened. I placed my hand briefly on his, and then pushed it off. I turned. Instead of one man, as I had expected, there were three. The one at the front was the one who had spoken. Even after fifty years, I recognized him and remember the day we'd first met.


"Holly" he smiled "Still as beautiful as ever" I followed his eyes as they examined me. I blushed.

"I don't want to talk to you," I said, clothing myself quickly. Ideally, I'd have gone into a bush or even turned away from him, but I was not letting him out of my line of sight for even a moment.

"Yet still you do. I'd like to introduce my friends,
Gabriel and Lucas"

"Did you bite them too?" I asked, cynically.

"Yes. Gabriel has been with me for thirty years now. Lucas is younger, only three years experience"

"No young women in your group then?"

"I never found anyone who was quite like you" I detested
the way he was looking at me.

"So to what do I owe this pleasure?"

"I was in the area"

"How convenient" I hissed, icily.

"You've just become very hard to find these days so I decided to return here for a short time"

"I make myself hard to find," I said.

"Oh and I do understand. But I must say nice work in Scotland"

"You've been following me" I accused. I wanted to stop the pleasantries. He shrugged, not denying it.

"I wanted to see you"

"You wanted to see me and now you have. Quite a lot of me in fact. And if I really believed that was all you wanted, I would stay and talk"

"How can you assume it's not?"

"It doesn't take three grown men to talk to one fifteen year old girl," I said, pointing out the obvious.

"You're not fifteen"

"I have the strength of a fifteen year old. At least at the moment"

"Okay. I wanted to see if you had changed your mind"

"Now why would I do that?"

"Think about it Holly, how long do you really think you can survive on your own for?"

"I've managed well enough so far"

"Times are changing. It's not safe anymore"

"It was never safe"

"Please, join us"

"No! This was all your fault! I never wanted this!" I said. I swung out to hit him but he grabbed my arm, stopping me. He pulled me to him.

"Who was he?"


"Who was he? The boy. I can only assume that's why you flew at me with such a fury"

"I would fly at you with fury any time after what you did to me" I noticed he was still holding my arm. I pulled it free.

"Unfortunately I have other things to do. I need to get breakfast and break camp before his parents realize he's missing"

"At least join us for breakfast"

"No" he leant over and whispered in my ear, "Humans and we can never be together. If you stay alone you will lose sight again and more you love will die"

"Get off me" I told him, before pushing him.

"Fine, breakfast" I agreed, reluctantly.