Red - A Paranormal Fairy Tale (Fairy Tale Reboot Book 1) by Bateman Sonya

Author:Bateman, Sonya [Bateman, Sonya]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: little red riding hood, fairy tale retelling, big, paranormal romance, fantasy, shapeshifters, modern fairy tale
Published: 2013-04-22T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

That thing couldn’t be real.

The wolf was impossibly huge. Its tufted ears were the size of traffic cones, its glittering eyes as big as plates. And those wicked ivory teeth looked longer than my forearm.

It grinned at me through the petal-filled air and huffed again, a low sound like a chuckle. The breath from its nostrils sent white fragments whirling in tight circles, and I felt the heat of it rushing across my face. A runner of silvery drool extended from one fang.

I turned and ran.

A rumbling growl chased me. Instead of looking back to see if it was gaining, I tucked the basket handle further up my arm and fumbled with my phone until it sprang to life. The momentary flash of brilliance let me avoid tripping over an exposed root, but the light faded almost instantly to a dull gleam.

I kept going. Now I could hear the wolf advancing, the growl climbing in volume and register to match the sound I’d heard last night. Even though I knew it was crap advice, I told myself that I’d be safe if I just made it back to the path. The thought kept me running while logic insisted I was five seconds from becoming breakfast.

My phone weakened steadily as the wolf’s howl strengthened. It let out a strident beep, and went completely dark. Momentum sustained me at full speed for a few seconds—so when my foot snagged against a big rock, I went flying.

I couldn’t see a thing, couldn’t tell when the ground was coming. But I felt it when I landed shoulder-first on hard packed earth. I bounced and rolled helplessly a few times, and came to rest in a painful, tangled heap.

The terrible howling stopped abruptly—but I could hear the wolf’s panting breath.

Biting back a scream, I opened my eyes to find that the darkness was no longer complete. A faint glow revealed that I’d made it to the path. The basket was a few feet away from me, crushed and torn, with a spray of thick crumbs that had been a honey cake bleeding from the bottom. There was no sign of the elixir bottle, broken or otherwise.

I looked for the source of the light. The wolf was just off the path, scant feet from me, with hundreds of shining moondrop petals caught in its thick fur.

The bottle of elixir lay between its massive front paws.

With gritted teeth, I pushed myself up to my knees and paused to gasp for breath. The shoulder I’d landed on was a fiery, throbbing cluster of agony, and my ribs felt like daggers in my chest. But somehow, I had to get that bottle.

The wolf stood there grinning—like it knew exactly what I wanted. I stared at it for a minute, trying to gather enough resolve to stand. Finally, I just did it. The sudden movement sent a wave of fresh pain through me. The whole world blurred, and I almost blacked out. I bit my lip hard to banish some of the dizziness.

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