Rainbow Snippet 3/27/2021: From Hollow Moon

 

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This week's snippet comes a few chapters after last weeks, as the tension between characters has finally reached a breaking point.

“Your anger is big and fierce and scary,” Luka said softly, still cuddled with him. “Today, I don’t think you realized how hard you were pulling when we were leaving the chamber, or how tight you were squeezing my hand.”

Gasping, Slade drew back from Luka so he could look him in the eyes. “Did I hurt you?”

Luka nodded his head, and Rand heard Slade’s wolf let out a miserable whine while his own wolf growled. A tap to his arm drew his attention to his father, who gave the smallest shake of his head before speaking in his mind.

“Maintain your calm, so you can help Luka guide Slade back to his. There’s a lot going on right now, far more than can be revealed in a single day. Luka is showing incredible strength today, you can do no less.”

“Yes, sir,” Rand thought back, knowing his father was right.

Slade was busy inspecting Luka’s hand and wrist for marks, but there were none to be found.

“You’ve already helped strengthen my wolf enough that little things like bruises heal instantly,” Luka assured him.

“I’m sorry,” Slade said, hugging him close once more. “I never wanted to do that.”

“I know. It was an accident, but can we fix it so there aren’t any more of them?”

Rainbow Snippet 3/20/2021: From Hollow Moon

 

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More than six, I know, but book two is steadily churning along and this moment was one of the most powerful ones in the book thus far. The 'stupid lines' being referred to here are the beginnings of a bond mark. 

"You can keep your apology and your feelings and those stupid lines on your arm, because I don’t need them, and I don’t need you. Pretty sure you’re five minutes are up now too.”

Grinning, Sloan rubbed his hands together, shoving away from the couch while Rand was still focused on digesting Luka’s words. “Oh yeah, he actually went three seconds over. Are you ready for him to go?”

“Please.”

“You heard the wolf,” Sloan replied, advancing on Rand so fast he was being dragged towards the door before he realized he’d been grabbed.

“The vehicle is unlocked,” Doc called after them as Sloan saw Rand back out into the cold.

“Consider yourself lucky he doesn’t like violence, because me, I love it, and nothing would make me happier than hurting you as badly as you hurt him,” Sloan growled

The vehemence in his voice, his posture, coupled with the tender looks Sloan had been giving Luka inside the cabin spoke of a truth that damn near crippled Rand’s wolf.

“You’re our other mate,” Rand whispered.

“Correction,” Sloan snarled. “I’m his mate and you are nothing to either of us. Don’t ever come back here or you won’t leave in such pristine shape.”

And while Rand was trying to digest the latest revelation, Sloan shut the door firmly in his face, a clump of snow, like an exclamation point, sliding off the roof onto Rand’s head.  

Rainbow Snippet 3/13/2021

 

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More than six, I know, but Midnight Moon Hollow was finished last night, and I'll be starting on the second book, so, this is the last snippet from book 1. 

“Did you want me gone so bad you had to do this?” Raine asked him.

“I’ve never wanted you gone,” Noah declared. “But it isn’t like you’ve ever been happy being here. You’re my brother, but we aren’t family, not really. You curse my very existence every time you talk about my mom. I’ve always tried to tell myself to be patient. That it had to have sucked losing your mom the way you did. That someday you’d see we loved you too and that your mother had filed your head with lies.”

“Malcom never loved me,” Raine said softly. “I’m sure he’s thrilled to finally rid himself of the defect. The last bit of proof of what he did to my mother will be out of his hair forever, erased like it never happened.”

“He’s never called you a defect.” Noah said. “The only person who would have said that to you would be your mother. Because she wanted you to hate him the way she hated him. Because she was jealous and insecure, and I don’t know what else.”

“There was nothing wrong with my mother!” Raine snarled, lunging for Noah only to be shoved to the ground by Holden.

“I almost feel bad for you,” Holden said as he loomed over him. “You clearly loved her, as any child should, but it’s made you blind to the truth. There are two sides to every story, and in refusing to listen to your father’s, you’ve perpetrated a cycle of anger and jealousy that’s done nothing but hurt the rest of your family.”

Rainbow Snippet 3/6/21

 

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“You’re not seriously kicking me out of my home!” Raine blurted, taking two steps towards the old man who whirled around to face him.

“It was never yours. Your mother turned a part of my home into a prison and locked you in here with her. All I’m doing is reclaiming it.”

“What the hell am I supposed to do!”

“Pack, or leave here with nothing,” his father said before stalking out the door.

Heart hammering, Raine stared across the room to where Noah and Holden stood, watching him.

“I suggest you get moving,” Holden declared. “Or don’t, I don’t give a damn. If it were me I’d march you out of here with just the clothes on your back.”

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