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Free Fiction Friday – Alpha Spirit: Chapter Twenty-Eight – Don’t Drink the Kool-aid   Leave a comment

We drove for close to two hours, first along the winding, scenic highway up to the base of the mountains, and then down a narrow, one-lane road that eventually gave way to rutted gravel. The jeep bounced along at fifteen miles an hour, shaking me back and forth like a rag doll, until Marcus finally turned off onto a comparatively smooth dirt road that snaked between massive cedar, fir, and pine trees, their trunks nearly as wide as the vehicle. I stared out the window, filled with a sense of awe. I hadn’t realized we had forests like this in our state. With my dad gone so much, we didn’t do a lot of camping.

“We’re here,” Marcus said, the first words spoken by either of us in more than an hour. We both had things on our minds, I guess. He stopped the jeep and we climbed out, the fresh scent of the woods, the trees, the dirt, the lake lapping at the shore barely fifty feet away, filling me with a sense of calm I’d not known in weeks. I could feel the wolf inside me relax, giving up its anxious pacing and I heaved a long, relieved sigh.

“I know what you mean,” Marcus said with a crooked smile. “It feels good to be out here, like this is where we belong.”

I didn’t answer. I belonged at home, in my house, with my family, not having to worry about whether or not my father was going to murder me in my sleep.

— Alpha Spirit, Chapter Twenty-Eight – Don’t Drink the Kool-aid

I’ll see you next Friday, 11/6/15 for Chapter Twenty-Nine – Social Creatures

 

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Alpha Spirit: Chapter Twenty-Eight – Don’t Drink the Kool-aid

 

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Free Fiction Friday – Alpha Spirit: Chapter Twenty-Seven – Only the Paranoid Survive   Leave a comment

I just about jumped out my skin as someone touched my arm. I whipped around and Marcus jerked back, looking just as surprised.

“I thought I said to meet me at our lockers,” he said, frowning. “Are you okay? Is it time already?”

I shook my head and tried to swallow down my pounding heart. “I’m fine. At least, I think so. I don’t feel…wolfy yet. But we have a problem. We might have a problem.”

“Can we talk about it on the way?” he asked, heading out of the locker bay. I grabbed him by the arm and pulled him back, for a moment distracted by the rock-hard muscles beneath his sleeve. “What is it?” he prompted and I quickly yanked my hand back, feeling the heat rush to my face.

— Alpha Spirit, Chapter Twenty-Seven – Only the Paranoid Survive

I’ll see you next Friday, 10/30/15 for Chapter Twenty-Eight – Don’t Drink the Kool-aid

 

Alpha Spirit Chapter Index

Alpha Spirit: Chapter Twenty-Seven – Only the Paranoid Survive

 

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Moonlight Monday – 10/19/15   Leave a comment

Author’s Note: Warning, this chapter contains NSFW content! Steamy smexy scene ahead! Lol, I hope you enjoy!

See you in two weeks, on November 2nd!

Moonlight – Ch. 72

Free Fiction Friday – Alpha Spirit: Chapter Twenty-Six – A Different Kind of Horror Movie   2 comments

I spent the afternoon finishing all the school work that due, even though I wouldn’t be able to turn it in. I needed something to do, something to keep my mind busy, something to distract me from the wolf prowling beneath my skin. I could feel it inside me, restless and eager to get out. And hungry. It wasn’t a physical hunger; I could have eaten something and made it go away if it was. This was an aching, gnawing emptiness, a want, a need that I had no idea how to satisfy, and was a little afraid that I wouldn’t like the answer if I did find it.

I tried to get Mom to let me eat dinner in my room, but she said that if I was that sick, she was taking me to the doctor, so dinner was a little…weird. I don’t think my parents noticed – they chatted and talked about bills and the upcoming holiday and old friends they hadn’t seen in forever, while I struggled to eat my dinner like a civilized human being, instead of tearing like a starving animal into the tender, juicy, savory, just this side of rare roast that my mother had baked to perfection. The smell of the meat made my mouth water and the sight of the pink flesh made me want to dive face first into the heaped platter. I barely touched the potatoes, carrots, celery, and pearl onions in the gravy, but I had a third helping of the roast and very nearly swiped the bone off the plate to chew on later before I was able to stop myself.

— Alpha Spirit, Chapter Twenty-Six – A Different Kind of Horror Movie

I’ll see you next Friday, 10/16/15 for Chapter Twenty-Seven – Only the Paranoid Survive

 

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Alpha Spirit: Chapter Twenty-Six – A Different Kind of Horror Movie

 

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Moonlight Monday – 10/5/15   Leave a comment

Author’s Note: Got a pretty nice work routine going, now I just need to make more time for writing at home. I’m thinking about doing a modified NaNoWriMo, just to get me to put in some serious effort into finishing this story. There isn’t that much left, I just need to buckle down and get it written.

See you in two weeks, on October 19th!

Moonlight – Ch. 71

Free Fiction Friday – Alpha Spirit: Chapter Twenty-Five – A Huntsman Spy   Leave a comment

“What are you talking about?” I whispered. “What’s going on?”

Your father, the voice said. I can’t be certain, but I think he’s what we call a Scout, and if he is, then he’s nearly as dangerous to werewolves as the Huntsman.

“What?” I hissed. “That’s ridiculous!”

Quiet. If he hears you talking to me, you’re as good as dead, too. I started to argue that Dad would never hurt me, but the voice didn’t give me a chance. Do you really think one Huntsman, or even a dozen of them, can hunt werewolves all over the world without help? They have a network of accomplices, most who don’t even know what they’re doing, reporting strange behavior and wolf sightings. Scouts, however, know exactly what they’re doing. You might call them Huntsmen-in-training. They travel a lot, following up on rumors and sightings, and if they find a werewolf, they send a report to the Huntsman, who then tracks the wolf down and kills them. And thanks to you, your father now suspects Silverpaws and knows his real name.

“I don’t believe you,” I said under my breath.

— Alpha Spirit, Chapter Twenty-Five – A Huntsman Spy

I’ll see you next Friday, 10/9/15 for Chapter Twenty-Six – A Different Kind of Horror Movie

 

Alpha Spirit Chapter Index

Alpha Spirit: Chapter Twenty-Five – A Huntsman Spy

 

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