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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 eyesopened 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.
    “I think I can hear you thinking.”
    Brent jumped, and then stood up quickly.
He fisted both hands on the bars, straining to hear anything. “Missy?”
    “He’s coming and I suggest you don’t
fight.”
    Lights overhead came on, blinding him.
They used that to rush into the cage, stick him with something, and put a
collar around his neck that had