Page 25 of Bitten By Bloodmoon
Nyx smirks, his eyebrows raising as his attention is drawn to me. His eyes run up and down my body, my body warming under his intense gaze. And it takes me a second to realize why he’s staring at me so intently—I’m naked.
Ambrose ripped them up. Although Ambrose is shielding most of my body, Nyx still has an unobstructed view of the rest of it. Ambrose’s instinct isn’t to cover me. There is no shame in being naked around other shifters. But the way Nyx is drinking me in with an unrelenting, all-consuming gaze has me wishing I were fully clothed.
“Where are your vampire cronies?” Ambrose asks Nyx.
“I didn’t want to involve them in something so trivial. They have more important things to do today than watch me destroy you,” Nyx answers.
“You’re the one about to be destroyed,” Ambrose says.
Nyx just shakes his head in an unbothered way. He clearly doesn’t think that we are capable of killing him. Probably because he doesn’t realize how immense Ambrose’s magic is, or that I know my wolf will be able to come out now that Ambrose is near. He gives her the confidence to come out. Together, we are unstoppable.
“Why did you come, Nyx? What do you want?” Ambrose asks.
Nyx’s eyes cut to me. “To lay claim to what’smine. Lumi is my mate, not yours.”
Before Nyx can even get all of his words out, Ambrose launches a bolt of magic from his hand, like a lightning bolt, and aims it at Nyx. But Nyx was anticipating the outburst. He ducks nanchaulantly, the bolt hits the tree behind him, setting a small branch aflame.
The next second, Ambrose leaps into the air, shifting into his glorious black fur with golden flecks of light that seem to sparkle under the sunlight. My eyes linger on him for far too long before my gaze cuts back to Nyx—he’s vanished.
Where the hell did he go?
I spin, feeling completely bare and vulnerable. Ambrose lands on the empty spot that Nyx just occupied.
My ears perk up, my wolf eyesight cutting through the thick forest to look for the bastard.Did he run?I wouldn’t put it past the coward to start a fight but not continue it. A pit in my stomach forms, though, when I hear the tiniest rustle of leaves behind me. I begin to spin, but an icy chill brushes up against my back.
“Hello, love. Or should I call youmy queen? Did that show of his magic really impress you? I’m pretty sure your mate would make you scream louder when he makes you come, don’t you?”
My fists are clenched, and I turn, swinging my arm like Emeric taught me. I make contact with his upper chest, but he doesn’t budge. He doesn’t even move an inch backward while my hand explodes in pain.
“You can call me Lumi,” I snarl at him.
“If you’re going to fight like a human, then someone should have shown you how to be effective against otherworldly creatures like myself,” Nyx says.
“Still isn’t going to stop me from killing you.”
He chuckles. “So cocky, my naive snow wolf. Shift if you want to have a chance at killing me.”
With a blink, he’s shifted. Midnight fur and piercing red eyes stand before me in a monstrous frame. And then he winks at me a second before Ambrose’s large wolf slams into him.
Growls are thrown back and forth between the two alphas as their claws swipe at each other’s throats. I stand frozen as I watch the two fighting. Their wolves are so large, so fierce that I ultimately don’t know who will win. As much as I hate to admit it, they are evenly matched. But Ambrose’s witch powers have to be stronger than Nyx’s vampire powers.
At the moment, I won’t be finding out. Neither seems intent on using anything except their wolf abilities. The growls turn to snarls and howls, and yet, they both seem to understand what the other is saying in those snarls.
Suddenly, Nyx takes a bite of Ambrose’s neck. I scream.
“Ambrose!” I cry out.Please, gods, no…
Nyx releases Ambrose, but there is no gash with blood oozing. He didn’t break Ambrose’s skin with his teeth. He didn’t drink his blood. He can’t mind-control him.
For a second, I can breathe again.
Ambrose snaps his teeth in Nyx’s direction before he pounces on him, knocking him to the ground beneath him, before he tears into Nyx’s neck. A high-pitched yelp spills out of Nyx.
I grin, knowing it is a tiny piece of payback for what Nyx did to Rowena. But I’m tired of waiting on the sidelines. I want a piece of him, too. I want to hear him yelp and scream because of the pain I inflict on him. I want to have Ambrose’s back and ensure that we are an unstoppable team together.
Shift, I think, closing my eyes.Shift. Change into the beautiful white snow wolf with gold flecks that match Ambrose’s. That shows the world that we are mates.Shift, I command her.
I wait and wait.
