Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week's word prompt is "island". We are back with my NaNoWriMo, Welterweight.
**Warning! There is a little bit of adult language.**
Make sure you check out the other amazing Tuesday Tales!
“Caleb, you need to rest and heal,” Micah called after him.
He ignore Micah as he strode across the camp, not stopping until he reached the family building. He threw open the doors to the gym then searched for the gloves he left there before the full moon. He strapped them on each hand then approached a punching bag. He threw a punch. His body reverberated in pain. He sucked in a breath and threw another. He cringed in response.
He kept throwing combinations despite the agony. He couldn’t stop to think. Dwelling on her would be too much. I knew it was too good to be true. I am such a dumbass.
He stopped to take a breath, to force the pain away. As he wiped the sweat from his forehead with the back of his hand, he caught something in his peripheral vision. He turned to find his entire family standing there watching him. Momma was wringing her hands together like every time she was anxious.
“Caleb, you need to stop,” Josiah demanded.
“I need to destroy this son of a bitch,” he replied. “I’ll show her who the real man is.”
“Not if you’re too broken to fight.”
Caleb ran his hands through his hair. “Explain it to me. I thought once you mate, you mate for life. Why has my mate left me?”
“I don’t know. It doesn’t make sense. I’ll do the research. I’ll figure it out. Just don’t kill yourself in the process. Let us help. You’re not an island like you’ve forced yourself and others to believe your entire life. We’re your family.”
Caleb sighed heavily. “I’d rather be dead than be without her. I told Littlefoot this mating thing was a curse. I wish I was free of it. Now, please. Get out so I can train or help me get ready. Your choice.”
His family stared at him speechless. One by one, all of his brothers except Josiah turned for the door.
Caleb shook his head and snorted. “Should have known you’d all turn your back on me.”
Joshua spun back at him with a scowl. “I can’t speak for the others, but I’m not training with you in jeans, you asshole. Have the courtesy to let us change.”
Caleb cocked a grin. It was forced but it was there. “Sure. Go get ready. Not that it’ll help.”
Don't forget to check out the other Tuesday Tales by clicking here!
Hi everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week's word prompt is "bread". We are back with my NaNoWriMo, Welterweight.
Make sure you check out the other amazing Tuesday Tales!
Things didn’t change over the next couple days. Caleb was long gone when Meg woke up, leaving her alone for most of the day. To keep herself busy, she baked – cookies, brownies, bread, and anything else that Momma suggested. The smell attracted every member of the family. Only Caleb showed up snarling and about to rip her head off. But when the sun was gone, she was met with sweet, passionate kisses and a plea to come to bed.
She was joined for eternity to Doctor Jekyll and Mister Hyde.
Her phone lit up with messages. Her boss demanded to know why she didn’t show up for work. Her friends left countless messages wondering where she ran off to. Austin left profanity laced accusations. The only message she returned was to her boss so she could quit. Now she was unemployed and living with a family of supposed werewolves.
Could life get anymore stranger?
She had been living at the camp for a week when she woke up to her backpack thudding to the floor beside the bed. She rubbed her eyes to get rid of the sleep then looked up. Caleb stood over her, his arms folded over his chest.
“Get up. Get dressed. You’re leaving,” he told her with a snarl.
She nearly flew out of bed. “You’re kicking me out?” she demanded.
“Yes. The full moon is tonight. Get ready to go. We leave in a couple of hours to take you and Momma to Sharky’s. From there, he or Littlefoot will take you to Aunt Edith and Aunt Edna’s.”
“Oh.” She cocked her head at him. “I’m surprised you’re not at the gym.”
“No sense in starting a work out so I have to stop.”
“So you’re taking me there.”
“We’re taking you both there. Don’t read into it.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it, sunshine. I know you don’t like me unless I’m in bed with you.”
Don't forget to check out the other Tuesday Tales!
Hello again and welcome to Tuesday Tales! This week's word prompt is "town". Today I'm veering away from Fighter Girlz to share some of my NaNoWriMo, Welterweight. It's MMA and werewolves...you get the idea.
**A word of warning. There is some language. And it's a little long.**
Make sure to you stop by and check out the other incredible Tuesday Tales by clicking here!
Meg stepped down and wandered across the camp. She turned as she heard someone call out to her. She turned to find one of the Hallow brothers striding towards her. He looked older than Caleb. Wavy, black hair framed his face. His t-shirt wrapped around his chiseled muscles. A pair of faded jeans hung off his hips. He was sexy for certain. But not Caleb sexy. Or at least not to me.
“Yes?” Meg questioned.
He smiled at her and offered his hand. “I thought I’d introduce myself. I’m Josiah. I’m the oldest of the seven.”
Meg slowly grinned as she shook his hand. “Josiah, huh? I’ve heard of you.”
“I’m sure you have. I’m not Caleb’s favorite brother.”
“No, you’re not. I would guess you’re his least favorite.”
“I ride his ass to keep him in line. Thankless job, really.”
“Well, I thank you.”
“I appreciate it. Has my little brother given you a tour of your new home?”
“Only his bedroom.”
Josiah offered her his crooked elbow. “Well then, may I do the honors?”
Meg looped her arm in his. “Absolutely.”
Josiah led her to the far edge of the camp towards the rows of wooden boxes. “This is our garden. Since we live so remotely, we only get to the market in town once a week. We grow and harvest our own vegetables. We preserve as much as we can for the winter.”
“You drive three hours to go to the store?” Meg asked incredulously.
“There’s a small town just down the road from Sharky’s. Next time we go I’ll take you with us, but it will probably after the full moon.”
“What’s the big deal about the full moon?”
“During the full moon, my brothers and I aren’t great company to be around.”
“Yes. And you and my mother will go visit my aunts. Just a word of warning, my mother and aunts are devout Bible thumpers. Bring a book.”
“I could just go home.”
“As you wish. But who’s going to take you? Didn’t you stowaway in Caleb’s truck?”
“I’ll take that.”
“Good luck. He loves his truck. It may be a steaming piece of shit but it’s his. Besides, it’s best if you just go with Momma. You won’t know when it’s over and we can’t have you come back too early.”
Meg laughed. “I can read a calendar.”
“But can you resist that pull, that need to be joined to your mate?”
Meg stayed silent. It was true. Caleb was a grade A asshole but she couldn’t stay away.
Make sure you check out the other incredible Tuesday Tales!