Monday, October 15, 2012

“Not only do I want you out of harms way, but I don’t want you to see what I do tonight.”

(Excerpt of Sororate Chapter One)


Just then his head snapped around as his human blue eyes turned glowing green again.  I heard it too, the approach of more predators heading in our direction.

“Please B,” he looked on pleadingly with his glowing green eyes.  “Not only do I want you out of harms way, but I don’t want you to see what I do tonight.”

My heart pounded as I was touched by my husband’s honesty.  But the Lokoti Werewolf inside blindly refused to leave my mate in a time of danger.

“I have a confession too…” I laughed weakly, “…I’ve been holding out on you as well.  With my speed and strength – albeit it’s not as great as yours – there’s nothing that I can’t fight.  This is why I’m coming back for you after I’ve done this.”

Then I surprised him when abruptly I disappeared in a bright flash of light!  I instantaneously phased from the middle of the Chinese countryside, into my bedroom inside of my house in Alaska. 

I rushed over to my wardrobe and threw open the doors.  I went straight for my Katana, which was hidden behind a long, black, woollen overcoat.  I pulled the polished, silver sword from its sheath before I instantaneously phased back to China. 

By the time I re-appeared beside Declan in another bright flash of light, he had expanded back into his huge, hulking, hairless European Werewolf form.  It was just in time too, as twenty Asian Werewolves closed in on our position.

I changed into my stronger Lokoti Werewolf body before I growled at my mate, “I won’t hold back if you don’t.  Stay out of my way and I’ll stay out of yours.”

I think I caught him smirk with his razor sharp teeth, before he turned towards our attackers.   But this time Declan didn’t wait for the larger group of Asian Werewolves to make their first move… he made his. 

On all-fours, the European Werewolf barrelled his way into the circle of smaller and weaker creatures!   His hungry roars almost deafened.  I didn’t have time to stand back and feel horrified by the view of my mate not just fighting, but EATING his way through our enemy.  Ten of our attackers engaged him as I fought off the other ten.

An Asian Werewolf tried to use its supernatural speed to leap onto my arm which was holding the sword.  But using my time manipulation as a Circulator, I saw him come towards me in slow motion.  This enabled me to move my arm away as I next spun around.  Then using my greater strength, I didn’t just slice my sword through the Asian Werewolf…I cut him in half. 

Two bloodied halves which once belonged to a whole, landed in the dirt.  The remaining nine paused in their attack, long enough to see a member of their pack fall to the ground in pieces. 

At that moment, my attackers and I were momentarily distracted from the blood-curdling whines, yelps and squealing. It was coming from the faltering seven who were fighting my mate.  I saw three Asian Werewolves already dead on the ground with either their heads, throats or their chests eaten out, thanks to his larger jaws.

The Asian Werewolves may have been faster than the European Werewolf, but their speed was showing no effect with his greater strength and size.  Watching Declan let loose his bloodlust, was like watching a Great White Shark be unleashed into an Olympic sized pool during a swimming event.  The victims saw their attacker coming but other than trying to escape, there was little they could do.  However, they didn’t try to run, instead they fought on to claim dominance over the strangers on their territory.

The remaining nine I was dealing with, returned their attention my way, which made me hold up my sword higher. 

One tried to leap onto my right side as another attempted to jump my left.  Moving in the speed of light, I was able to duck backwards.  I continued to fight as such, which made my movements look like a series of bright flashes with me suddenly changing positions. 

Whilst moving around, I swung my sword with my supernatural strength.  Another two Asian Werewolves fell to the ground, either missing a head or the bottom half of their body.  Their flesh which had come into contact with the silver, looked singed with small wisps of red smoke, snaking into the air. 

After I polished off my fourth attacker, I slowed down to real time when I realized the other six were now absent.  I looked over at Declan who was mangling his seventh enemy – slash – meal, where I saw my six were battling alongside his remaining three. 

My mate almost paused with his mouthful when I appeared beside him in another bright flash of light.  I swung around my sword and chopped the head off one of his opponents!  He dropped his half-eaten meal and together we faced off the remaining eight.

It was here we saw the Asian Werewolves begin to back away.  For a second time this evening, the enemy retreated due to the loss of numbers.  But this time I didn’t buy it.  Who’s to say that they’re not going to come back AGAIN? 

When one of the pack stopped to pick up its dead, it yelped in fright when Declan charged at it!  The supernatural creature bolted away and only just escaped by its’ greater speed.  Once more, we were left standing alone on the road, with our broken down car, panting with our bloodlust ignited. 

Asian Werewolf blood dripped from my sword as the same blood covered the European Werewolf’s jaws. 

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