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Moon Spell Christina Lee 14610K 2023-08-28

When he opened his eyes fully and glanced at Ashwood, he felt a sharp stitch in his chest and could barely breathe For Ashwood’s part, it seereen eyes had unh the irises, so Bellamy had never noticed before, and certainly not when they’d been with Gladstone And now, as the spoon hovered near his lips, he wondered if it could be the effect of the moon

He tried to shift a bit, hishi?”

“I’reed,” Ashwood said warily “I asked you if you’d like more broth as soon as you stirred True, your response was more a mumble, but it was assent, nonetheless And it’s done wonders because your color has unquestionably improved”

“I never would’ve agreed to have you feed ritted his teeth “Let alone touch me” He hated that he was still so responsive to hi its own melody for Ashwood He wanted to jerk away yet revel in it all the same He’d never felt this way froain Or perhaps he should be grateful

“I’m sorry you don’t remember” Ashwood lowered the spoon, placed the bowl on the tray, then helped hiainst the pillow “I would’ve never…I’ to help Your body needed sustenance”

“Like yours did?”

“Well…yes” He dipped his head in a self-deprecating way Bella drea under control Who could lure hier and have Bella his pretty eyelashes

Looking at hireen eyes, it was hard to believe Ashwood had been out there so as his wolf self He didn’t seeold in his irises He certainly didn’t look feral or have any blood hanging fros

Fangs? Did Ashwood have theums before he reet that far in the transformation process But how else was Ashwood supposed to hunt and kill? He shivered Did it resemble the actions of the wolf that killed his ine Ashwood beco other than who he was But he knew better, had seen him with his own eyes His wolf form haunted his dreams

“How does that work exactly?” he asked to distract hio?”

“Into the woods It’s best to reuided only by the brilliance of the moon”

He could picture it so plainly and was surprised when he felt that tug again in his gut

“And what happens if you don’t…feed” The word got trapped in his throat “Are you dangerous?”

“Only if you allow yourself to be,” he said, regret in his tone