Dead Luna – Chapter 12

Amelia’s POV

“Are you two done here?” Jackson says, after clearing his throat loudly, and we both look up at him. “That was painful to watch, and I’m starting to feel like a f*****g voyeur!”

“How long have you just been standing there?” Leo asks angrily out of embarrassment that someone saw him in such a wretched state. He runs his hands over his face in a futile attempt at hiding all the tears he shed.

k house. “We’re burning daylight, people! Don’t be long.”

monstration of deep remorse, but I wasn’t quite ready to do the same.

et going soon, since there is so much to do.”

quietly. “I feel a little different …”

some small hope that his entire future might not be so bleak after all.

hing needs to fit in just one suitcase. I plan to be traveling light in the next few months.

r Moon for safe keeping. I laid those items on my bed to deal with later.

he frig for anything edible that I could cook for our dinner later. We probably wouldn’t be back to Green Mountain for several hours, and it looks like I have every

arted singing along to “paparazzi” as I chopped up onions, cabbage, and tomatoes. By the time I was making the guacamole I was dancing along to “Havana” when I noticed the guys were staring at me, their eyes twinkling in amusement.

not paying you all to stand around gawking at my sexy moves,” Ambrosia teased them. “I gotta concentra

sed.

h, in taco

he time dinner was ready. I only owned two barstools, so they sat at the kitchen counter to eat, and I sat on the only other place I could, the bed. My plate was set precariously on my little nightstand on top of a stack of library books I would need to return. We all enjoyed the tacos, and then I pulled out a bit of a surprise dessert. Bread pudding with a homemade caramel sauce, and a scoop of ice cream on top. I figured that was a better idea then just throwing all that food away, and the guys seemed to really appreciate it. Then it was time to load up the car with the items I was going to donate before the place closed for the evening. And I made the guys sing along to the radio with me i

ng was off. But I don’t want to react with alarm. First, because there are humans about. Second, I don’t want Rogue number 3 to know that I’m onto him.

tell them via the mind link. We have a little problem.

nt complex isn’t likely to go unnoticed. I suggest using me as bait, and at first they balk at the idea, but I eventually have them convinced.

e.

gs, taking my time so the guys have time to get into position. Then I grab 2 of the bags and head to the dumpsters.

ling as I’m absolutely positive I’m being watched.

quiet scuffle coming from behind the dumpster enclosure.

Got him!

rs that I hardly recognize myself, and even though I’m excited about my second chance at life and the task ahead, I also miss the old me just a little.