Hope your week’s going well. We’re here again at Hump Day and I must admit I’m feeling it a bit this week. Am stuffed full of a cold after getting back from weekend – I’ve obviously been in Scotland too long and lost my immunity to all those evil English germs! Since it’s mid-week though I’m sharing an excerpt from my current WIP – which is Katya and Niko’s story. Hopefully it should be out soon, watch this space! In the meantime, hope you enjoy 🙂
Tension thrummed through her, every muscle tightening. Her body screamed at her to run, even though her brain knew there was no chance they could outrun a wolf. This was it. This was how she was going to die. And damn it, it really wasn’t fair. Just when things were finally sort of starting to go right for her, when she’d found some family. Now she would never get the chance to see Naomi again, to hold her child, to get her back. Her parents would have a goddamn field day with this one.
Natalia was trying to gently push her back with one hand, her back straightening as she kept eye contact with the wolf.
“Let’s all just stay calm here,” she said to it. “Don’t do something you’re going to regret.”
Seriously? Her niece was trying to reason with a wild animal that looked like it wanted to eat them. And she’d thought she was losing it.
Stay calm. We need to stall it, Damian is on his way.
Okay, scrap that, she was losing it more. She could have sworn she heard Natalia’s voice inside her head. The woman’s lips hadn’t moved, but her words had been clear as day.
You’re not losing it. Please, just trust me.
Sure, she was dying anyway. Why not go just give in to the madness at this stage? What was it the imaginary Natalia in her head had wanted – stall the vicious wild animal. Made perfect sense, right?
“Good wolfie, wolfie.” She crooned. “See, you don’t want to hurt us really. We’d make a terrible meal, all gristly and that. Plus, I’m American, everyone knows American food is just the worse. Nothing but junk.” She giggled, an edge of pure panic skating it. Yup, she was going to die a crazy woman – nothing new there. The funny thing was the wolf was actually staring at her as she talked with an expression that on a human would only be described as incredulous. Even the wolf thought she was nuts. She giggled again.
Natalia shot her an anxious glance and went back to her own discussion with the wolf. “Just think about this, Carlos. You know this isn’t going to end well. Please, just walk away now.”
Really? The wolf had a name, and it just happened to be the same as the asshat who’d been bothering her this morning? She was about to comment when a low growl from further down the path drew her attention. Shit, there was a second wolf! They were so screwed. Obviously the wolfie word was getting out that dinner was available here.
Take care x