Writing the Wolf: A wolf shifter paranormal romance (Wolves of Crookshollow Book 2) by Steffanie Holmes

Author:Steffanie Holmes [Holmes, Steffanie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Bacchanalia House
Published: 2017-05-18T18:30:00+00:00

11

Rosa

As soon as my limbs could move again, I raced back inside the cabin and slammed and locked the door. I grabbed all the knives from the block and lined them up in front of the door. Then I wrapped my hands around my knees and rocked back and forth, trying to stop myself from throwing up.

My phone vibrated in my pocket. I grabbed it, nearly dropping it through my fingers. I checked the number. It was Caleb.

“Hello?” I whispered.

“Rosa, you won’t believe what we’ve discovered.” Caleb sounded so excited. “Apparently, the Lowe pack was in possession of an ancient ring—”

“Someone was here, at the cabin.” My voice trembled. Relief flooded me, just from hearing his voice.

“What?”

The lump rose up in my throat. Now that I had said it out loud, I was dangerously close to losing control. “I just saw someone outside. They spray-painted DIE, BLACK BITCH on the side of my cabin.”

“Wolf or human?”

“Human. He ran into the bushes. I–I–I didn’t get a good look at him.”

“Stay inside. Lock all the doors. We’re coming for you now.”

He didn’t have to tell me twice. I moved around the cabin on shaking legs, and gathered up some of my things – my laptop, a couple of books, some clothing and underwear. I crouched with my bag on the centre of the rug, the knives spread out around me like a rainbow of stabbing. My gaze flicked between the kitchen window and the window above the desk. Every hair on my body stood on end, every muscle tensed, ready to strike.

My cabin looked different now, all gloomy corners and no escape route. My space had been violated, tainted. I knew I could never write in peace here again.

It seemed like a whole day passed in strained silence while I waited. When the knock sounded, I was so wound up, I nearly jumped out of my skin. My heart hammered against my chest.

“Rosa, it’s me,” Caleb shouted through the door. “Open the door.”

I scrambled across the floor and unlocked the door. Caleb threw it open, and picked me off the floor, cradling me in his arms like a frightened child. I rested my head on his shoulder, and all the tension in my body poured out of my eyes. Great sobs wrenched from deep in my stomach, my whole body shaking as I poured it all out, all the fear and panic.

I felt strangely detached from the whole experience, as though I were standing behind myself, watching my breakdown. This isn’t you. This isn’t who you are. But it was. I was this hopeless, distraught human. I was losing it. The sting of the words against my cabin of freedom had cut too deep.

Caleb’s arms tightened around me. His hand cupped the back of my head. His voice cooed in my ear, a deep rumble that resonated right through my body.

“I’m sorry,” I sniffed, looking up at him. “I didn’t mean to …” The words failed me, so I just gestured to my tear-stained face.

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