FULL MOON II
CHAPTER 24
Her eyes were blood red, her face blank and expression unreadable. She looked pale and statuesque. There was no question what happened. She smelled no different to me … she still smelled like lilacs, and dew and home … but she was different.
She'd been changed.
She pushed the food tray under my cell door, nodded once and started to walk away. I paid no attention to the bread and cheese on my plate, my hand grasping uselessly out the bars to grab hold of my mate's hand.
"Ness! Wait!"
She paused for only a second. The fingers of her left hand rising to the bars of my cell and brushing lightly against the peeling metal.
Then she was gone.
I screamed and raged, throwing my tray across the tiny room. I pushed against the metal bars with all my strength, but though I heard the metal squeak under the stress of my grip, they did not break.
The only thing broken in that cell was my own heart.
I sat on the concrete floor and sobbed.
