Blessing of Luna (Wolfgods Book 1) Blaise Ramsay (websites to read books for free .TXT) 📖

outside after dark and don't let anyone into your house you don't know. By now, I know you can tell what a vampire looks like.”

Placing her hand on the back of his neck, she guided him down so she could kiss him. Pain and fear filled her at the thought of leaving him alone but she had to get the news to the alphas.

The vampires were moving faster than they initially anticipated. They needed to act.

She stood in the open door of her car, staring up at Damien on the porch, fighting a battle inside. Her people were being threatened. She had to be sure they were taken care of. Damien was her lover. He was still human and vulnerable to attack. It was hard to choose.

Jill got into the car and started, mouthing “I love you” to Damien on before driving off.

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The sun was hidden behind thick clouds that looked like they offered the promise of snow later in the evening. The wind definitely was cold enough to support the frost. It whistled like an angry banshee heralding the coming of the chaos and war.

Jill got out of her car, the cold wind biting against her coat as she pulled it up to shield her cheeks.

She walked up to Gabriel's gym, meeting Scott at the door. “Scott, I need to speak to Gabriel and Kain, now. It is the utmost importance.”

Scott didn't say anything as he led Jill to where Gabriel and Kain were sparring against each other in a room with mats covering the floor designed for such exercises.

Upon seeing her, they stopped. Their breathing heavy from their work out. Their hard bodies covered in fresh sweat. Their hair dripping small beads onto the floor.

“Jillian, how are you? I take it things went well with Charlie?” Kain wiped his face with a towel, getting a drink of water from his water bottle.

“They went fine, Kain.” Jill’s voice held the sternness she often had when she was fighting.

Both alphas looked at each other.

“Doesn't seem like it. What's got you so worked up?” Gabriel wiped his face, putting the towel around his neck, shaking the sweat from his dark hair.

“Charlie mentioned some disappearing livestock and mangled corpses from the farms outside of town. A few people have gone missing too and they're blaming wolves. We all know what happens when humans become paranoid about things like this. We often end up as the poor souls to get hunted and killed for it. It appears Lilith has started making her move but it wasn't what we thought. So far Charlie and the local police have been able to keep it quiet. If it escalates, there'll be no way they can keep it hidden.”

Gabriel landed his fist into the nearest punching bag, a deep growl rolling up from his throat as his fangs extended. “Damned parasites. Why can't they just let us live in peace?”

“My guess is their end goal is to attack us openly. Lilith riles up the town and makes them panic. The humans go on some witch hunt forcing us to stop hunting which will have devastating results on our pups. It seems the ruling nobles of the coven don’t like having to share space with us.” Kain’s arms crossed his chest as he propped his hip against the wall in open frustration.

He continued. “Either way, they have started moving so we have to move. Staying still could get us killed.”

“Okay. Kain, tonight, send out a howling call. Let Holt know that in seven moons, we convene at his camp. We're going to need some help. Alone we can't stand against the coven, not all of us can fight. I don't expect those around here who are just trying to live their lives to give them up. It wouldn't be fair to them. Gods damn it all!” Gabriel punched the punching bag again only this time it was hard enough to send it flying into a mirror, cracking it.

“Jillian, stay close to Damien. Lilith still wants him, there's no doubt in my mind. She'll even kill him to keep you from having him if she can.” Kain advised Jill, earning him a hug around the waist.

“Thank you. I'll stay in howling's touch Kain, I promise.”

“I know.” Kain kissed her forehead. “Luna watch over you, Jillian.”

“And you, old friend.”

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Damien sat on his couch, his foot tapping nervously against the floor as he thought back to the look on Jill's face. He wanted to go with her, to support her through whatever it was she felt she needed to run off to Kain and Gabriel for.

“Dame!” Charlie’s voice from upstairs drew his attention.

“Yeah.”

“Take the trash, out will you? I have to finish putting this desk together.” Charlie had chosen to set up an office in one of the spare rooms so he could bring work home with him if he needed to.

The moon was in full view. The trashcans were outside and Damien promised Jill he wouldn't go out after dark.

“Well, shit.” He said, upset as he got up. Heading into the kitchen he packed up the trash and recyclables to take out to the cans.

Careful to pay attention to everything around him, Damien made his way out to the trash cans at the end of the back of the house.

He'd gotten finished putting the recyclables in the can when he felt a hard hit against the back of his head. He hit the ground, dazed.

As he fought to stay conscious, he heard voices talking above him.

“Finally. Bind his hands and put him in the trunk . Make sure he's blindfolded and gagged. We don't want him calling for help in case there are any dogs around.” One of the voices spoke, his accent thick with either a Russian or German undertone. It was unclear