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Walking out of the bathroom, she stopped
and frowned. “Where’s Brent?”

Reed stopped with the bed to look at her.
“He went back to his own room.”

“I’m sorry.” She lowered her eyes to the
floor, staring at her feet.

“For what?”

“For making him do this. I shouldn’t have
expected him to.”

“Don’t worry about it. I think he figured
we’d want to have the bed to ourselves. He’s fine.”

She looked up. “You sure?”

“Trust me. He wouldn’t have done this for
us if he wasn’t okay with it.”

She nodded and went over to the bed,
dropping the towel right before slipping in under the cool sheet. She heard
Reed growl and cocked her head to the side, “What’s wrong?”

He came round the other side, slipping in
also. “You keep showing me that cute little ass of yours and we’ll never get
any sleep. I’ll be forced to keep pounding it until we both drop.”

She smiled, snuggled up to his warm body
and sighed. “Such promises.”

His arm went around her. “You okay?”

“Never better. I don’t think I’ve ever
felt so special as what you two just made me feel.”

“Well, don’t expect it to always be like
that on the full moon now.” She rose up to get a better look at him. “I don’t
share.”

“I don’t think there are very many males
that do.” He kissed her and closed his eyes. Jennifer rested her head back on
his chest. “So why did you share me?”

“Because I knew you were going to need it
with this strange ass moon. In case you didn’t notice, I had my heat with you.
What does that tell you?”

She tried to go to sleep, but it just
wouldn’t come. Her mind refused to let her. “Reed?”

“Hum.”

“What’s next?”

“What do you mean?”

“I mean we can’t keep staying in a cabin.
What happens next?”

“I need to find the one who sold my
brother and had my family killed.”

“Then what?”

“Then I kill him.”

Chapter
Seven

Jennifer jolted awake. Taking a glance at
the clock, seeing it was only four thirty in the morning, she frowned at the
reason why she might be awake. She should be sleeping pretty much of the day
away after the night she had.

Slipping from the bed slow and easy so she
didn’t wake Reed, she looked around for something to put on and found his
shirt. Putting it on while she headed for the front window, Jennifer still
frowned, wondering why she was awake in the first place.

She didn’t see anything, so decided to go back
to bed when a dark shadow caught her eye. Jennifer stopped and squinted at the
side of the cabin Brent was in and waited with still breath for that shadow to
move again. It did.

“Reed!” she gasped, gripping the window
frame, not taking her eyes off what she was seeing. Reed only groaned in his
sleep. “Reed, wake up!” Again he groaned and moved. She turned her head to see
him turn over. “Damn it.” Turning back around, Jennifer let out one hell of a
scream. A man stood in the window, staring at her!

His fist broke through the glass and she
fell back on her ass. Reed snarled and lunged at the man, stopping him from
grabbing hold of her. Unfortunately, more came in with a kick to the door.

“Ah shit!” Jennifer said, rolling to her
feet. She took a
glance at Reed who
was outside, changing as men surrounded him. One guy decided to reach for her.
A mistake. Jennifer opened her mouth and bit his hand hard, reaching the bone.
He screamed. “Fuck you!” she spit out right before kicking him hard in the
stomach. By the way, he went flying back, she knew then humans were attacking.

Jennifer quickly found a pair of pants,
wiggled her ass into them quickly and had her shoes on her feet by the time
another guy decided to take his chance with her.

“Really?” she asked, irritated.

He lunged and she changed just enough to
get extra strength. With her own snarl, she grabbed the guy by the front of his
dark outfit and picked him up. Right before throwing him, she showed him some
very sharp teeth, and then tossed him away into two others, knocking them down
like pins on a bowling lane.

Jennifer grabbed Reed’s clothing, shoes,
and ran to the door, stopping to give a hard kick to one of the guys who was
still there. “Bastard.”

“Jennifer!” Reed yelled.

She rushed out, skidding to a stop next to
him. On the ground were the other men that came with the ambush. “What took you
so long?”

He grinned, took the jeans, and yanked
them on. They both turned to see a dark van peel out of the driveway. Reed was
the first to break off and run to Brent’s cabin. Jennifer was right behind him
and stopped or more like bumped into his back. Inside the place was a mess.

“What happened in here?” she whispered.

The whole place was trashed. Furniture was
turned over, broken, and windows smashed. Clearly one hell of a fight took
place here. Jennifer brushed past Reed to go further into the room. There had
been a huge fight in here and Brent didn’t come out a winner.

“I need to talk to your father again,”
Reed said.

Jennifer swung around with a frown on her
face. “Why?”

“Because he knows something.” He turned,
headed out and she was right behind him. She had to jog to keep up.

“What do you think he knows?”

“That’s what we’re going to find out.” He
got into the truck, felt under the seat and brought out an extra set of keys.
Keeping her mouth shut, Jennifer sat in the passenger seat.

Reed drove fast so it didn’t take them
long to go back to her home. However, what she saw once they got close had her
speechless. The home in which she grew up was on fire.

“Oh, my God!” she gasped, covering her
mouth with her hand.

Jennifer couldn’t believe what she saw.
Her home was in flames. Before the truck even stopped, she had the door open
and was jumping from it.

“Jennifer, wait!” Reed yelled.

But she couldn’t wait. Her father might be
in there. “Dad!” she screamed.

She couldn’t get close to the house or
even up to the driveway for that matter. Intense heat waved out to her,
stopping Jennifer in her tracks. She saw his car in the drive and knew without
a doubt that her father was still inside.

“Dad!” she yelled again, looking around
with a small amount of hope that he wasn’t inside.

Fear gripped her hard, and with the thick
smoke she didn’t think she could breathe. She was so worried that he was still
in the house and just about gave up when her eye caught an outline on the
ground that didn’t match the rest of the yard. She took off in a run, she
headed for it and lost her cool when she discovered it was her father.

“Oh shit, Dad!” She rolled him over to his
back and wanted to throw up. His face was badly beaten. She cradled his head in
her lap, tears blinding her. Reed joined her and she looked up at him, “What’s
going on here?”

“I don’t know.” He shook his head,
reaching for her father. He pressed fingers at his throat, sighed, and shook
his head.

“No!” she sobbed, lowering her own face to
his, crying.

“I’m sorry, Jennifer,” Reed said gently.
“He’s gone.”

She cried, fisting her hands into her
father’s chest wishing like hell that this was nothing more than a bad
nightmare.

“You hear that?” Reed asked.

She looked up, sniffed, and shook her
head. He frowned and began to search her father. “What are you doing?”

“There’s a phone ringing.” He brought out
a cell phone that sure enough was ringing.

She held her breath, waiting to see who
was on the other end.

“Who the hell is this?” Reed demanded.

Jennifer still frowned, shook her head,
and tried to get Reed to tell her who might be on the phone.

“Wait!” he yelled. “Shit,” closing the
phone he looked back at her. “Those bastards have Brent again, and it also
looks like they have my friend, Brandon.”

“What?”

“Yeah and this time they have sold them,”
he went on. “Motherfucker!”

“I don’t understand.”

Reed rubbed his face, took a deep breath,
and reached for her hand. “Someone is selling us as sex slaves. Males only. I
don’t know who is giving this woman the information to find us, but I think one
of our own kind is selling us out. It’s why I was at that warehouse. Brent was
taken, our house burnt and my parents killed also. It’s their calling card.”

“But what does that have to do with my
father?”

“I think he knew who was selling us out.”

Jennifer didn’t know what to say. She
looked down at her father, fresh tears falling.
 

Off in the distance she could hear sirens.
“We need to go,” Reed said.

“Who’d do this?” she whispered, tears
falling freely down her face. “Who sells out their own kind?”

“I don’t know.” Gently he pulled her from
her father. “But you can bet I’ll find out.”

“Wait!” Jerking free from his hold,
Jennifer went back to her father, pulling out a piece of paper that was with
the phone. She unfolded it and gasped. “Oh shit. Reed, look at this!” She
handed it to him, watched as he read it. “We’re going to have another one.”

“Fuck!” he groaned.

Another full red moon is due to hit in one
day. Another anomaly.

“We need to go, come on.” He took hold of
her arm, yanked her back to her feet, and ran to the truck.

Jennifer looked back at her father lying
on the ground and started sobbing again, not wanting to leave him behind but
knowing it was too late to save him.

They got in. He started it up and pulled
away as fast as he could. Right back to the cabin, Reed took them and this time
it was to pack up everything they had, including Brent’s things.

“Where are we going?” she asked.

“We have a small place out by a bigger
lake,” he told her. “Handed down to my father by my grandfather. We use to go
out there when we were kids and learn how to hunt and shit. We’ll go there and
wait out this second full moon.”

“Then what?”

“Then I’m going to go and find my brother
and put a stop to this shit.”

* * * *

Brent came awake slowly. He shivered in
cold, not understanding why he would be cold that is until his eyes
opened and looked around. He jolted up
and back, breathing fast, looking all around him in a panic.
I’m in a fucking cage and naked!

Brent moved to the door of the cage and
tried with all his strength to pop the lock. Damn thing didn’t budge one bit.
Therefore, he rattled it only to find that it still wouldn’t open.

“They keep you drugged for a reason,” a
female voice said. “So you can’t open the door.”

Squinting, Brent turned his head to the
soft sound in the dark. “Why?”

“You’re his pet.”

He could hear her move around, but
couldn’t see her. Yet there was something about her voice that fueled him. It
calmed and had him raging inside.

“Who are you?”

“The only one who can help you now. So
take my advice and keep quiet. Do as he tells you and you’ll live longer.
Disobey, and he’ll punish you.”

He could smell her walking around the
cage, keeping to the darkness. “And what is it he’s going to tell me to do?”

“You’ll see.” Now she sounded further
away.

“What’s your name?”

“Missy,” she sighed softly, giving Brent
chills he never experienced in his whole life.

“Missy, huh,” he said to himself. “Alright
then. Let’s play the pet game, for now.”

To Be Continued……

Red Moon
Heat

Jaden
Sinclair

Chapter One

Brent Pearce sat in his small cage,
waiting, the room so dark he could barely see the hand in front of his face.
Time also felt and seemed as if it didn’t exist. How long he had been here, he
couldn’t say. How long he was going to stay, no clue either.