Hook, Line & Sinking (Completed)

40. The Full Moon

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The Full Moon

"Damn it! Dani!" Matt yelled, sounding furious and looking it too, he pushed me to the edge of the plateau and started lifting me out with easy strength. "Stay here, stay safe. It's not that damn hard! He almost had you, damn it! Didn't you see the knife?"

I hadn't seen any knife at all and as I now perched on the edge of the plateau, Matt's hands on my waist holding me steady, I didn't see a thing. The entire pool was a churned up mess of mud and sand and blood. I saw not a single sign of Gavin or Clay.

In the moments right after I'd hit Gavin on the arm, I'd struggled to get away from him and hadn't seen quite what had happened. But there was so much more red to the water now than before that I could hazard a guess, not to mention the fact that Matt was without his divers knife.

"I didn't see the knife. The fight was taking so long," I told Matt and cursed when I felt the heat of the moon sink its hooks into me again, causing a fresh shiver to cross my skin and a deep ache low in my bellow. "I just thought if I could distract him... You'd take care of the rest."

There was still a fierce, angry cast to Matt's dark eyes. His chest was heaving from the exertion of the fight and the way his hands gripped my hips told me he was anything but in control. Still, he sighed and gave me a nod, "I did. It's done."

His eyes settled more fully on me and for a long moment it was like we were just stuck like that, locked together. I felt how the moon's heat was getting stronger again, amplified by our nearness and the fact that we were finally safe. He knew it too and shook himself out of it first. "Can you reach the phone? I see it right over there," he managed to let go of me with one hand and pointed.

I had to pull my tail out of the water more, stretch out on my belly so that I could reach the damn thing but I managed. The stone floor was cold to my heated flesh and the scrape on the side of my tail was making itself known; now that the adrenaline was wearing off.

As soon as Matt had hold of the phone he dialed, "Thorne?" There was a pause and then he said, "We're safe, it's taken care off." He paused again while he listened intently, his eyes perusing me as he waited, his free hand stroking along the portion of my tail still in the water. "No this is nothing like that time in Beiroet. Don't worry."

They spoke some more but I had a hard time concentrating again, I knew it was that damn moon and I was really hating it. My eyes were drawn to Matt, I was outlining the wideness of his shoulders. Cataloging the difference between the inked one and the one without. Noting the angry red welt across the left bicep just above the edge of his empty knife sheath.

When he shifted a little closer I could see dozens upon dozens of scratches over his back. Similar to what he'd had last fight with the Corenths but easily ten times worse. When I sucked in a shocked gasp at the sight he pulled back and shrugged. "It's okay Dani, it'll heal."

The phone was on the ledge next to me, I didn't remember seeing him put it there. "Are we going to the Moonfell now?" I wondered. I felt cowardly for thinking it but I didn't think, even for a moment, that I was up for the long swim. Not with the way the moon was digging at me, it felt like at any moment now I'd throw myself at Matt.

"No, we can't wait that long," he said, his voice sounding a little strangled. I was touching his chest, I didn't remember sliding closer to the edge again but I didn't mind. His skin was perfect beneath my fingertips and I wanted to rub my body all over him.