Fox, Morgan - Tempted by the Moon [Moonlight Shifters 2] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour) by Morgan Fox Page A

her hands, palms out, and blasted both Sebastian and Jonah with the same powerful light energy she’d once struck Mason Levi with. Both men flew across the room, slamming into opposite walls. They glared at her. Sebastian’s eyes filled with menace and hate, Jonah’s with shock. As she huddled against the headboard of her bed, silence surrounded her, but not for long.
    A deep growl ripped from Sebastian’s chest as his fist connected with Brie’s dresser, sending it into a hundred shards of broken wood and hinges. Like a cat, he leapt for the balcony and over the railing. In the blink of an eye, he was gone.
    Jonah rushed to Brie’s side, pulling her into his arms. “Did he hurt you?”
    Trembling, she told him, “No, he was just a little rough, but he didn’t hurt me. Jonah, he’s been infected.” She explained, eyes welling with tears. “He’s sick, Jonah. That bastard Mason did this to him.” Jonah grabbed hold of her, wrapping her in the security of his embrace.
    Jonah was the only thing keeping her grounded, and she needed him more than ever. Her heart shattered into a million pieces. Lost, she didn’t know what else to do, so she cried. Pouring her heart out, she let Jonah soothe her—again.
    Jonah’s eyes lowered to look over Brie. He eased her back to glance at her arms and chest. Her chest was covered in crimson and sticky to the touch. “Brie, you’ve got blood on you.”
    She glanced down at herself, shaking. “It’s not mine. It must be Sebastian’s.”
    Jonah inhaled against her chest and face. He shook his head. “No, it’s not Sebastian’s.”
    The words between them went unspoken, but she knew they both thought it. Sebastian had possibly killed something or someone else while in wolf form. The blood that pooled in front of the fireplace once again fresh in her mind, she shivered.
    “I thought something was wrong with him earlier, and I was hoping it wasn’t this.” Stroking her hair, he asked, “You’re sure he’s been infected?”
    She nodded. Her body a tangle of nerves, she said, “Yes, I’m sure.”
    “You used your powers, Brie,” he said in a statement, not a question. “How did you figure out how to use them?”
    She shook her head. “I didn’t. It just happened.” The fiery emotions of panic and fear had consumed her body, filled her mind to the brim. Was that the key to using her powers? She didn’t know, and her head hurt too much to care.
    Jonah kissed her crinkled forehead then stared out the opened doors Sebastian had jumped through, disappearing into the night. A wolf’s howl echoed in the distance. Sebastian. Glancing down he looked at her, his eyes filled with as much worry as her own.
    He said wearily, “Then we need to find him and fast, before he infects or kills someone or something else.”
     

Chapter Seven

    Jonah paced the living room, hand clutched around his cell phone. The slow ringing of the phone pounded inside his head as he waited for Ryken to answer. He’d already tried Luken and gotten nowhere. The twins were told to keep their phones on at all times, but did they listen—no.
    Why would they, after all? It wasn’t like a murderer was after Brie and a mutating virus was on the loose among were-kind. No big-fucking-deal at all.
    “Speak,” Ryken shouted, jostling Jonah out of his rampant thoughts.
    “It’s about fucking time, jackass.” Jonah snapped, having difficulty keeping his annoyance in check. Obviously.
    “Damn, good to hear from you, too, asshole. What the hell crawled up your ass? For a minute I thought you were Sebastian.” Ryken snickered.
    Jonah grumbled, “I should have let my brother beat your ass when he had the chance.”
    “What was that?”
    Gritting his teeth, Jonah continued as if Ryken hadn’t acknowledged his sarcastic and out-of-character comment. “For starters, you and Luken need to keep your phones on at all times, no matter what. Secondly, we’ve got a big fucking problem.”
    “What are you