Monday, May 11, 2009

Excerpt from Wolf-Bitten

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Taken from chapter three of Wolf-Bitten, the story of Allie and Brock, coming May 29, 2009 from Cobblestone Press.
Brock is a werewolf, intent on claiming his promised mate. Fully human, Allie thinks she wants nothing to do with marrying a shifter. When he finds her apartment and scents another man, Allie's best friend, she runs again. The chase is on.
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Allie slid across the tile floor of the apartment lobby. The click of Brock’s paws scrambled down the stairs. Closer and closer. Her heart raced when she stepped through the automatic doors.


Yes! As usual, a taxi waited at the curb of the hotel across the street. She hopped in.


“Do you know Fonso’s garage off I-85?” she asked.


“Sure.” The driver nodded and pulled away from the curb.


Allie reached for her purse. Damn. She’d rushed out without her wallet or money.


I hope the hell the boss-man is there, or I’ll have to borrow from the register.


Wetting her dry lips, Allie angled toward the rear window. Her wolf skidded to a halt at the side of the road, thrust his snout into the air, and let loose a protracted wail.


Under the light of the awning he stood, braving discovery. Before, she’d been too frightened to really focus on him. She didn’t have long now, either, now that the taxi sped along the street. Such a magnificent creature. He was hers. She could not deny it any longer.


His beautiful fur streaked with silver and glistened at the outer fringes. The light tips graduated to dark against almost black skin. His dark legs contrasted with his bright, sterling tail. Visible from this distance, arresting ice-blue eyes stared after the taxi.


Darting between shadows, he loped down the street. The light accentuated his muscles while he bunched low on the ground, spread wide at full bore, and streaked after them


“Breathtaking,” she whispered.


“You say something?” The cabbie eyed her in the rearview.


“Nothing,” she muttered and shook her head. The streetlights flicked by, and she remained quiet over the rest of the short ride, but her foot tapped restlessly on the floorboard, and she shifted in her seat.


The chase was on. She needed to get Brock away from her apartment building and Max. Getting caught would be the icing on the cake.



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7 comments:

Adelle Laudan said...

Kewl! Love the intensity of this excerpt...the chase is on!

annie nicholas said...

That was great and action packed.

Ansha Kotyk said...

Ooh, I liked it! Great scene, I love the description.

Jeannie Lin said...

Some nice little twists in the chase there as she drives away in the taxi. Congrats on the upcoming release!

kirsten saell said...

I love the ice-blue eyes--very intense! :)

Ella Drake said...

Thanks guys! I loved writing this story.

Kate Willoughby said...

Nice excerpt! I love that phrase, the chase is on!