Hey everyone! Welcome to Tuesday Tales! I have great news and an apology. In my last few Tuesday Tales we've been learning about Caleb and Meg in Welterweight. Well...my publisher, Hartwood Publishing, picked up Welterweight and its two sequels!!! Yay!
But the apology? I've finished Welterweight. So you'll have to wait to see what happens with Caleb and Meg. :)
This week, however, we get to meet Micah, Caleb's older brother, and his mate Eve. The word for the week is "snow". I hope you enjoy! **And a warning - there is some adult language.**
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Eve gritted her teeth as her bike dipped and bounced around on the dirt road up through the dense forest. Despite the presence of so many pine trees, the ground was nearly covered with fallen leaves. Even though the carpet of reds, golds and oranges were beautiful in the twilight glow, she nearly wiped out on her motorcycle three times. Shit. This is going to be a bitch when the snow falls. And I’m not about to go buy a car.
The urge for Micah that normally filled her resonated harder than it ever had. Her whole body was on fire and he was the only cure. She could already feel his lips on her skin, his teeth nipping at her breast. She needed him now. His ridiculous talk about her being his mate didn’t matter. Maybe his lack of sex has made him delusional. I can fix that.
The moon was already peeking over the tops of the trees when she reached the camp. The place was deserted. All the lights in the cabins were off. The brothers’ vehicles were lined up where they normally were. She huffed irritated. “This is it,” she muttered. “What the hell was Meg so worried about? Me waking them up? Where the hell are they?”
She froze when she heard the deep, heavy pant behind her. It was accompanied by a snarl. Her heart clenched in her chest almost driving the desire out of her. She slowly turned to face whatever bear or wolf cornered her.
She gasped in terror as she laid eyes on the beast. On all fours it was taller than her. It was covered in coarse fur. Razor sharp fangs shot up past its upper lip. Thick claws pawed the ground angrily. It snorted and stomped just before it charged.
Eve screamed as a second beast, bigger and stronger than the first, collided into it knocking it to the ground. She backpedalled away from the monsters to slam into a third even bigger than the first two. It growled deeply before it padded to the second one. The two of them made a horrifying wall of feral, nightmarish animal blocking her from her bike.
Eve spun on her toe to sprint away. She needed to run fast and far from this nightmare. Instead she found herself face to face with a fourth. Her fear went to war with her need for sex. She watched the fourth beast strain to focus on her. With what sounded like a sigh to her, the beast leaned in and nudged her. The touch sent delicious shivers through her. She shook her head. What the hell was happening to her?
She backed away from the unholy pack towards the cabin. The fourth followed beside her guiding her towards a cabin. She glanced at the structure. It was Micah’s.
The beast followed as she climbed the steps and scurried through the cabin. The sound of shredding wood followed her. She was trapped. She would be an easy kill for it now. Glancing at the door of the bathroom, she took off for it. The room was far too small for it to get into. It was her only hope.
When she turned she found the beast in the doorway of the bathroom. Eve’s knees gave. She crumpled to the floor shaking. It huffed as it raised a dangerous claw to her. It didn’t slash at her. Instead, it caught the door knob. In one quick, sharp motion it slammed the door closed.
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