September 2024 WipWordSearch Excerpts Week 3

Lawrence pulled out a wide-brimmed hat, a bright pink pair of dark sunglasses, a dark scarf, and a #huge bottle of sunscreen from an oversized duffle bag at his feet and handed them to Thomas.

A ray of light rested across his palm, and his skin began to bubble and blister. He yelped and sprinted for better covering as the sun lightened the #horizon and the area around him. All his exposed skin flared in pain as it withered in the weak light.

He glanced at his chest, which was a mistake.

Left of the center of his chest, there was a gaping #hole that, as he watched, started to knit itself together. His stomach rolled as the fibrous pericardium, where his heart was nicked, repaired itself underneath sloppy stitches.

He needed to accept the #harsh reality of what had happened.

“But just like humans, the biggest #hurt we can experience is gettin’ our hearts crushed by someone else walkin’ all over them.”

“You called them? Are you serious?” She’d alerted them again. He’d come to visit her. Alone. Not them. #Heat rose in his face and he fought a burst of anger that frightened a part of him.

A voice deep within his mind called out for him to hunt, to prowl, to embrace what he was. He ached to appease the urge, no matter how ardently he #hated it.

Also, start rationin’ the red lightning. No doubt this place is being watched, and I don’t wanna bring any of our donors here and put them in #harm’s way. Savvy?

“Thomas just went through a pretty big change in his life. I mean, a #huge change. Pretty much the biggest humanly possible.”

Oh no.

“Or inhumanly,” Sean added as an afterthought.

“Maybe,” Donald said, scratching his chin. “Don’t much want to go stirring up trouble though, not if we have a vampire war on the #horizon.”

Other than the full moon’s light, the only escape the wolf had was through raw emotions that tore #holes in the mental cage that contained it.

The stranger’s body language relaxed and he smirked, the turning of his lips odd against his #harsh face, though his stare was just as sharp and focused as it always was. He extended a large hand to Clara.

“See what happens when people don’t obey their Alpha?” he asked. “When the Alpha is ignored, our family gets #hurt.”

He met Clara’s gaze with the intensity of a volcano in his eyes. Despite the #heat of his hatred, Clara could not help but feel cold. She shivered.

She’d dropped a small fortune on the potion over the years. Sometimes she #hated how much she’d spent on them, but she despised the alternative. Such was the life of a modern werewolf.

There was no way she could let the vampires act on their desire for revenge. She would not let #harm come upon her pack or Sean.