Chosen by Chosen

Author:Chosen
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Excerpt from Collared

(White Wolf, Volume #2)

Richard pulled off his boots and warmed his feet by the fire. His body ached after a long day of work on his grandmother's small farm. There were animals to tend to, fields to plow, and wood to chop. What he wouldn't give to be back home in New York and in the arms of modern comforts.

This was his punishment for thievery. His parents had sent him out into the middle of nowhere to get him away from the wrong crowd, as they had called his friends, and show him what an honest life of work was. Richard thought they had gone a bit overboard. A few days in county jail would have suited him just fine. At least there he wouldn't have had to work so hard.

But alas, he had now been pitted with the responsibility of caring for his recently widowed grandmother, and he planned to do the job to the best of his ability. If he could turn himself around within the year, she would pay for his college, and all previous transgressions with his parents would be forgiven. It would be a long year, but well worth it in the end. All that he had to do was put up with the loneliness of being isolated and care for the old woman, whom he loved dearly, to the best of his ability. It hadn't sounded too hard at the time, but he never imagined there would be so much hard manual labor involved.

The wolves were howling especially loud tonight, and startled Richard out of his thoughts. “Do they usually come this close?” he asked, a pit of uneasiness beginning to build in his stomach.

“They're probably hunting something nearby. Oh, I hope they're not after my chickens. Richard, be a dear and go check for me, would you?” the old woman asked, giving Richard a look of concern.

“Sure thing, gram. Where do you keep your shotgun?” he asked, pulling his boots back on with a look of pure disgust, as if the thick leather things offended him.

“I don't have any shotguns,” she replied. “I got rid of them all when your grandfather died. I don't believe in having guns in the house.”

“How can you live all the way out here and not believe in having guns in the house? I thought everyone in the sticks owned a gun.”

“Well, I didn't see the point in having them. The only time I ever saw your grandfather fire a gun was to kill snakes in the yard or to shoot at the hogs that were rooting up our crops.” A disturbed look crossed her withered face in realization of the mistake that she had made by giving her husband's guns away. “Oh dear, I suppose I should have kept one, shouldn't I have?”

Richard rolled his eyes, but did his best to make sure that she couldn't see it. His grandmother had cataract in one eye, so it wasn't too difficult to make small gestures without her noticing.

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