The cattle drive was over and the men had drawn their pay – was time to lose those weeks of blues and to find a place to stay. They wandered past an old saloon built of wood and rusted tin – a place where scamps and saddle tramps came to gamble, drink and...
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The Therian-Chapter Ten
"No, he's an Alpha, not a president. Besides, I have a feeling he'd happily make time for you."Two days had gone by. In a matter of hours, the third day would be gone. She blinked in surprise as she double checked her cell phone. She wasn't even aware that much time had gone by. She'd spent the entire time curled up in a ball of tears and self-pity...
The Therian-Chapter Nine
Is my Father still alive?"She was making her way back home from Amara's cottage, having been assured she was safe to go to her cabin now. Her mind was oddly calm given everything she just learned. She lived in the wilderness with werewolves. First thing was to find out what happe...
The Therian-Chapter Eight
I shall tell you the story of the origin of the werewolves. The Lupus Antiqua.It was night out, and hard to see where they were going. All she knew for sure was that she was driven on and on through the forest by the barrel of her father's rifle and the fanatical gleam in his eye. As best she could tell, he was about halfway to th...
The Therian-Chapter Seven
"Guns are not for little girls. Hand it over."Being in the cabin with her father, after experiencing what she had felt like being locked in a room with a murderer. There was no proof and she wanted to believe the best in her father. She watched him as he watched TV, his face blank of any emotions. T...
The Therian-Chapter Six
"Very well. It was a test." "A test of what, my ability to handle a B and E?"She walked towards the living room and paused next to the healer witch who'd helped them. The woman was watching Klaus and who she assumed was Damien as they visited with Natasha. The little girl was staring up at Damien adoringly. It was clear she loved...
The Therian-Chapter Five
Lily sighed and gave up. She didn't want to push the woman. After all, she was a witch.She leaned against the doorframe and watched her father's truck disappear down the dirt road, throwing up dust behind it. Where was it he went all the time? She'd worked up the courage to ask him just yesterday and he'd told her he had a job with a local...
They Call the Wind Maria
Swee' tea, sweetie?"Swee' tea, sweetie?" Maria looked up, nodded, and smiled. Laurie refilled her glass from the pitcher, replaced it on the table, and sat down in the rocker beside her on the porch. There was a soft breeze rustling the turning foliage of the trees scattere...
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