(Excerpt of Sororate Chapter Two)
Wearily, I rubbed my face as my husband wouldn’t shut up. The deep breathing wasn’t working and I could
feel my previous anger begin to boil up again.
“Thanks for your concern, B.
Thanks for just leaving me like that.
Thanks for not asking me how I got home or if I was OK or if the Asian
Werewolves came back to have another go -”
But I cut him off, “I knew you weren’t in any danger.”
“Oh right, because you had one of your all-knowing feelings as a
Circulator? Well how about acting loyal
like a Lokoti Werewolf for a change!”
I shouted back well and truly enraged now; “I yelled out the dirty
little secret that the wife of Declan Sabre can’t conceive to a bunch of Asian Werewolves;
to break off their pursuit for the safety of my mate and tribe! Then I get called a frickin’ prostitute for
doing it?!”
Declan tossed my mobile phone down onto the couch as he seethed, “I did
NOT call you that word! I would NEVER
use that word in relation to my wife! What I nearly said was, ‘you shouted out
to your possible rapists that they shouldn’t want you because you were barren
like you were some broken test tube,
which they couldn’t use to grow their frickin’ spawn’!”
This angered me further as I looked away… I think I preferred it when I
thought I was being called a prostitute.
My mate looked on in disbelief, “You honestly thought I would use the
word ‘prostitute’ when referring to you?!”
“Next time frickin’ finish your sentences so stupid misunderstandings
wouldn’t be created!” I fumed.
“Then I frickin’ WILL!” He
snapped back. “And if you EVER put yourself down again because you think you’re
protecting me? I will sling you over my
shoulder and drop you into the frickin’ river!”
“You’ve already done that, now how about a new threat?!”
“Fine.” Suddenly he picked up my
laptop and started to walk towards the front door. “Instead I’ll throw your laptop, with all of
your precious diary entries, essays and presentations, into the river.”
“DON’T YOU DARE DECLAN SABRE!” I
leapt to my feet. Then moving in light
speed, I stood in front of the door. I
looked on murderously whilst holding out my hand, “The laptop or your life,
because I won’t just drop you into the river; I’ll frickin’ drop you into the
middle of the Pacific Ocean !”
“Go for it.” He trained his
steely-cold gaze my way. “I’ll survive
and what’s worse is I’ll take your precious laptop with me before I let go of
it. It’d sink to the bottom of the sea.”
Next, I tried to snatch it out of his hands, but he whipped it
away. I shouted in frustration at his
dominating behaviour, “Give it back!”
“No.”
“GIVE…IT…BACK!” I roared out in
my thunderous Werewolf voice as my eyes flashed glowing turquoise.
“Not…until…you…promise.” He
growled back as his eyes flashed glowing green.
“Promise what?!”
“That you will NEVER again do what you did in China
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