Complete Consumption

- A Serialized Novel -

A child of the vortex, subject to an insatiable hunger, he fights against his own nature to consume.

Author’s Note: Poor Luna.


Luna walked out into the store, closing the door behind her. She smoothed down her skirt, feeling more nervous than she had in a long time. She didn’t know if this was the right thing to do, tricking Tynan into going out with her, thinking he was going to the museum. She knew it was bad—he never lied to her—but she didn’t know how else to talk him into this.

She didn’t know how to talk to him about it, period.

She let out a breath, and then she couldn’t help noticing how quiet the store was. “Tynan?”

“Friend Luna, Friend Tynan said he had to find something. He left.”

“Left?” Her stomach flipped, and she put a hand over her mouth, trying not to let her gag reflex win. She didn’t know why she was panicking already. All she knew was that he was gone, but that didn’t mean he was gone for good. Not gone forever. Just… out. Running an errand. Learning something new. That was it. That was all.

Alvin nodded. “He should be back soon, yes? Hive here. Home here. Friend Luna here. He comes back. He will come back. He has to come back.”

She bit her lip, wondering if Alvin was trying to convince her or himself or if it even mattered right now. Tynan had sworn he wouldn’t go, and he was gone. Nothing was going to make that okay, not until he was right back where he should be.

She looked down at her dress, cursing herself for being so stupid. She should have known better, shouldn’t have gotten her hopes up. It was still as impossible as when it first came into her head. “I… I’m going to go change, Alvin.”

“Why change? Friend Luna looks very pretty.”

“Thank you, Alvin, but… you’re not the one I wanted to see all this.”

“Friend Tynan would agree.”

“I hope so.”

“He’s coming back, yes, yes. Has to come back.”

She forced a smile for Alvin, wishing she felt as confident as he did, but her stomach refused to settle, and she swore if she didn’t get out of the damn dress this instant, she’d vomit right here. She turned and went back into the apartment, closing the door behind her.

She leaned against it, refusing to cry. She would not let panic win.

She had to believe that she was overreacting. Tynan was coming back.

She yanked the dress off and headed for the shower. She’d rinse all the makeup off, the stupidity with it, and when she was done, she’d feel better. She could wait for him in something plain and stop hoping for the impossible.

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