Full Moon Bites

by Jaden Sinclair

"Shifters will never be the same on a full red moon..."

A rare red moon has hit the shifters all around, bringing out an unexpected heat for the males and an unwanted cycle for the females at the same time. It draws together unlikely couples, mating them for life. However with the rare moon also comes new threats—threats that will test each and every shifter around.



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"Full Moon Bites" - Jaden Sinclair


A branch snapped, making Jennifer jump and before she could scream, a hand went around her mouth while an arm yanked her back against a strong chest. She stiffened and tried to pull at the hand around her mouth, only to fail.

“Shhh,” a deep male voice said low in her ear. “Don’t make a sound. I’m not going to hurt you. Understand?” She swallowed and nodded. “Are you going to scream?” This time she shook her head and the hand covering her mouth slowly released her.

Jennifer jerked out of his hold; she quickly turned and stared wide eyed at the man who just grabbed her. She opened her mouth, only to have him put a finger up to his lips, silencing her as he rose up to peek into the same window that she had been looking into.

“God damn it, Brent,” he growled. “How could you do something so damn stupid?”

Jennifer moved further away from him, licking her lips, looking around to see if anyone else might join them. When she looked back at him, she almost lost her cool when she saw him bring out not one, but two handguns.

“Who are you?” She breathed out.

He cocked one of the guns back before giving her his attention. Once he did, she lost her control. Dark, forbidding eyes locked with hers and for a brief second they changed to a deep dark red. Because it being night, she didn’t get a very good view of his facial features, but she did get a good feel of his body. A large man, and from the scent she picked up, a shifter male at that.

“Reed,” he said. “Reed Pearce and that dipshit hanging by the chains is my little brother, Brent.” He shoved the one gun into his waistband and checked the other. “Now who are you and why are you out here all alone?”

Instead of answering him, Jennifer turned with the intention of running away. He grabbed her by the jacket instead, holding her in place. That action brought out the fight in her. She turned, swung, and hit him in the face with a closed fist. He let go and she took off running, not daring to look back behind her to see if he might be coming or not.

He was

A deep, forbidding growl and she went tumbling to the cold earth with a hard body right on top of her. He used her jacket to turn her over to her back, and with wide opened eyes, she stared up at the male shifter that just brought her down.

Long dark locks of hair fell into his face as he looked down at her. Red eyes shined bright in the night and that hard chest she felt only moments ago now rose and fell as he took deep breaths. 

Sirens went off behind them and lights turned on. Reed held onto her, looked over his shoulder at the building they just left and swore under his breath.

“Come on.” He got up to his feet and with a hard jerk she too went flying back to her feet. He took off at a run, dragging her behind him.

“Where are we going?” she asked, struggling to stay with him.

He didn’t answer her. He just stopped at a large four by four truck and opened the cabin that was on the back. Next thing she knew he had her up in the air and tossed her right inside.

“Hey!” she screamed, landing on her rear.

The door slammed shut, Reed yelled back, “Stay put.”