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16-1 : bloody kiss
Till was, like Harry, completely petrified in place. His eyes were now the size of plates while his mouth was wide open.
The wolf slowly turned his head towards his human part before he let out a small cry:_ I can't believe it... We are getting a nosebleed," he said in a voice where the shock could be heard." ... "_This has never happened to us before! What does that mean, Harry? Are we going to die soon?" the wolf asked shakily."Of all the options, why do you choose that one?" asked Harry, red with shame._Remember last month when Alpha Wayne made us watch that telenovela? Maria or Isabella or Estrella... I can't remember her name!"We said we would not talk about it anymore..." Harry cut in._Yes, yes, I know. But remember! At one point, the poor heroine, penniless and abandoned by her stepfamily, is bleeding from her nose for no reason, and, zooming in, zooming out, one hundred and eighty-degree shot, we learn that she has cancer! Cancer, HarryRelated chapters
Red Moon 16-2: bloody kiss
The Alpha and the vampire were now unable to detach their lips.Emmanuelle sighed with satisfaction when her beloved's tongue finally came to caress hers.Harry began to move to sit on the edge of the solid wood table. Somewhere in his mind, he knew it was better for them if she was on top of him. Indeed, he was afraid to crush her and hurt her if he lost more control.A violent trembling traversed him when he felt Emmanuelle's fingers slip under his shirt.He pulled one side of the collar of his black shirt bearing the Council's logo. He had torn off the buttons that kept it closed in his haste, and the seams had given way under his sudden gesture."Touch me, beloved," Emmanuelle begged him, keeping her lips glued to his. At this precise moment, it was as if the Alpha's thread of reason had shattered. His gigantic, rough hands began to roam over his soul mate's body.Harry paused as his fingers found themselves just below his Mate's chest. He glanced at her, waiting for permission
Red Moon 17-1: the Order
Three knocks on the door instantly brought them to their senses.Harry reluctantly put Emmanuelle down. Then he stood in front of her so no one could see her naked if the door opened.Emmanuelle dressed quickly and quietly, then stepped forward to open the door. She merely gave a slight nod to Father Francis' nephew as she stood in front of him:"Has it been an hour already?"The nephew nodded in the affirmative, then glanced toward the back of the room:"I'm surprised," he merely replied when he saw the questioning look on the vampire's face. "I expected to find the room in ruins. A wolf and a vampire, I wondered..."He didn't have time to finish his sentence when the Alpha lifted him by the throat. He faced Harry's fangs as the redhead placed his face inches from his.The Alpha sniffed at him as if trying to detect any scent on him, but nothing. He could catch absolutely nothing that would tell this man belonged to the supernatural world, and yet the man showed no signs of resistanc
Red Moon 17-2: the Order
Harry had followed Emmanuelle to her booth and helped her pack her products into the back of her pickup."What?" asked Harry as he met Emmanuelle's stunned gaze."You are carrying too many boxes...," she said through clenched teeth."Oh," he replied when he realized he had lifted a dozen crates of wine bottles without effort. "Sorry, it's because of habits. Another Alpha... I mean, where I come from, I grew up helping out on a farm. Even if I do not know if I can say it like that."_ Brrr, just talking about it, I can see the glint in Alpha Wayne's eyes the first time an apple crate was knocked over! Never seen a wolf so obsessed with lining up his fruits!"Don't tell me about it. I still have nightmares about that day," Harry replied to his animal side.Once the loading was complete, Emmanuelle hurriedly got behind the wheel of her car, then glanced discreetly at Harry."What?" asked Harry again.She clutched the steering wheel between her fingers, then let out a deep sigh before sta
Red Moon 18-1 : calling Alphas
Harry took a deep breath. He clutched his cell phone in one hand and still hesitated to seek advice from his people. They had finally arrived at Emmanuelle's estate, and Harry was amazed at where his Mate lived. The castle that served as her home, the floral smell of the surrounding nature, the sound of crickets echoing through the vines. A lump had formed in his throat as he realized what his Mate would have to give up by becoming his Mate and taking on the role of Luna of the Red Moon. Emmanuelle had taken the time to report to him what her Clan leader had ordered.Harry now seemed at a loss for what his Mate would have to sacrifice for him by agreeing to become his. Worse, he feared that Till would get the better of him and try to kill Emmanuelle when they would finally mark her. _ I don't like this... You don't think this is all lies, Harry? Why would I want to hurt Mate? I don't believe that's possible. You and I both know that wolves don't hurt their Mates. You d
Red Moon 18-2: calling Alphas
"I understand. Thank you," Harry replied, hanging up immediately. He kept his eyes on his contact list, unsure if it was wise to contact this person. "Is there a problem?" asked Emmanuelle. Through their soulmate bond, she could feel the doubt and fear invading her beloved's mind. Harry gave her a slight smile: "Yes and no. My friend couldn't give me any information, but he told me to contact another person." "And this other person is a problem?" Harry wrinkled his nose before shaking his shoulders as if to chase away a shiver: "Let's just say he's a very busy person in addition to being the most difficult person in the world to communicate with. I wonder how his Beta... Oh, yes! This is perfect! I'll ask his Beta for the advice!" said Harry with relief. He slid his thumb across his screen and pressed Duncan's number. He and Emmanuelle held their breath. She lifted her head a little more to listen. Harry frowned again and whispered to her: "That's strange. Normall
Red Moon 19-1 : hello, Mate
Harry was more or less in shock and continued to stare at his cell phone. _ I can't believe there was a moment when we hoped the Mad One would come to our aid! I can't believe he hung up on us!" complained Till, who was still half relieved that their conversation with Alpha Black had ended. "There is a problem?" asked Emmanuelle, in front of the apparent state of shock of her beloved. Harry slipped his cell phone into the back pocket of his pants and gave her a sad smile: "My contact did not tell me any more than yours did. I think we will have to stick to what your clan leader taught you, Mate." Emmanuelle gazed into the emerald green eyes of her beloved, then nodded slowly: "Is that correct?" she whispered to him. "Correct?" repeated Harry and Till in unison. "Isn't that the right word in English? I mean, is it right for your wolf, my beloved? Is it okay to let me bite you, but not be able to mark me in return?" she clarified without managing to mask the concern
Red Moon 19-2 : hello, Mate
Emmanuelle was wholly fascinated by the appearance of the wolf. Her beloved was in front of her, yet it was not really him. The atmosphere had changed entirely, and she felt something much more primal being born in her. It was as if the wolf's presence had awakened her instincts, and the world made more sense. It was as if all the problems of everyday life had been swept away with a wave of a hand, and there, at that very moment, he was the missing piece for her world to be complete finally. "My beloved, your eyes..." murmured Emmanuelle while raising a hand to caress him on the cheek. Her eyes widened as a purr left Harry's chest. He had tilted his head so that his face was more in contact with the soft, delicate palm of his Mate. He savored every thrill that the direct contact with her skin gave him. They were unable to look away from each other. Emmanuelle was fascinated by the purity of his eyes, and the wolf scrutinized the slightest movement of fear in her. As soon
Red Moon 20-1: preparations
Emmanuelle had taken Harry upstairs to her "bedroom." In reality, this room served more as a set to give the illusion that she was sleeping, like any average human. Therefore, over the years, she had made sure to make it as comfortable as possible by respecting the trends and fashions of the mortal world.The bedroom was large, with an impressive four-poster bed at the back against a stone wall. It was an imposing piece of heavy, sturdy wrought metal, a gift from Augustine, which had been welded and then sealed into the foundation to ensure its stability. The heavy velvet drapes served as protection from the sun when Bianca decided to stay over after a night of drinking.Over the years, Emmanuelle had offered a room, among the many empty spaces in her villa, to her protégée. But, the human and the vampire always ended up sleeping in each other's beds after chatting until late at night.So Emmanuelle had to end up putting up thick curtains around her bed to ensure she would not get bur
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