Saturday, April 10, 2021

Rainbow Snippet 4/10/2021

 


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What’s the first thing you ever caught?

Snickering, Luka thought back to the moment, shocked when he could look at the memory with fondness, rather than a bang of wistfulness and regret. A snoot full of mud and a very unimpressed toad that proceeded to try and eat me.

Wait, seriously?

Seriously. It leapt at me and ended up with my snout in its mouth. I whipped my head back and forth and couldn’t get it off. I put my paws on it to hold it down and tried to pull free, but that made it worse.

What could be worse than a toad dangling from your nose?

Half a toad.

Oh ick, ick, ick, no, just no, hell no, oh my god how’d you get it off?

I didn’t, my dad did, laughing the whole time, well, at least until my mom reminded him of the time a blue crab latched on to his lip and wouldn’t let go and he had to run home to his grandmother to pry its claw free.

(Don't forget to check out other blog entries for larger excerpts from Hollow Moon. This is the final snippet from book 2, next week, I'll be sharing the first bits of book 3 provided I've written something.)



 


Wednesday, April 7, 2021

Excerpt: Hollow Moon, Wolf Shifter Series Book 2

 (I really need to come up with proper titles for this thing lol)



“Regardless of what you thought, or what you felt, you don’t have the right to touch someone who doesn’t want you to touch him,” Doc stressed. “According to pack law, you assaulted him and his mate was within his right to use violence to defend him. While I prefer seeing wolves solve their problems with words instead of bloodshed, I don’t mind the extra work when someone is clearly in the wrong.”

“So you’re saying I should have kept walking past him and left him there like everyone else?”

“No. I’m saying you should have thought of a way to help properly. Like asking him what was wrong, helping him sit down, and waiting with him for his mates to get there. The bond marks on his wrists are bright, no way you didn’t see those,” Doc said. “You could have alerted the rest of the runners when you saw him fall back. His brother-in-law was out there. All you had to do was speak up.”

Luka sighed heavily while Doc ran the thermometer over his brow again, glad to see that his temperature was already coming down.

“I wasn’t on the run.”

“Then what were you doing out there?”

“Going to see the lanterns.”

Well, that confirmed Doc’s suspicions that Luka lived well outside of town, but if that was the case, then how in the world had he ended up on Doc’s doorstep alone?

“Your actions were reported to the council,” Doc informed him.

Luka gave a little shrug at that, rankling Doc with his flagrant disregard for pack rules and authority.

“And you don’t care in the slightest, do you?” Doc asked.

“If the council knows what I did, then the fact that Raine was alone and unprotected is on record too. Now if something happens, the council will know it wasn’t the first time.”

Okay, now that was just odd and mildly threatening. It looked like dinner was going to have to wait until after he’d sent Luka on his way and reported the conversation to whichever head elder was on duty tonight. Joy.

Merrrrow.

Oh yeah, and there was still the cat.

Luka rolled, falling off the exam table in an effort to see the cat. He landed on all fours though, and knelt eye to eye with Mister Meow and merrrowed right back at him. The marmalade tabby flicked its tail and stalked towards him, arching its back to run its fur along Luka’s jawline, making him laugh and rub fluffy ears before skirtching beneath Mister Meow’s chin. It earned him purrs, loud, eager ones that Doc had never heard him make.

“Never heard of a wolf with a pet cat before,” Luka said. “Kinda cool in a weird and slightly twisted way.”

“He’s not my pet, he’s more like a barely tolerated mascot that my secretary seems to have forgotten is not supposed to be indoors.”

“It smells like frost out there,” Luka said. “Even if he curled up in a leaf pile somewhere, he’d still be cold. What harm does it do for him to sleep in here at night where he can be comfortable?”

“This is a clinic, not a vet's office,” Doc grumbled. “There isn’t supposed to be fur everywhere.”

The moment those words left his mouth, Doc wanted to smack himself. Clearly, Luka grasped how utterly ridiculous the statement was because he was holding his side, laughing and grimacing at the way the wound pulled.

“So what do you say when someone gets carried in here in wolf form, shift so you don’t get fur on the floor?” Luka asked, an edge of sarcasm that hadn’t been there before.




Saturday, April 3, 2021

Rainbow Snippet 4/3/2021

 


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“What else did Doc decide to tell you?”

“That you’re a workaholic and would probably require an alarm and reminders to get you to eat and come to bed at a descent time,” Slade replied. “He also said you were a bit of a perfectionist, tended to get obsessed with a task, and had a tendency to run yourself ragged without even realizing it.”

“Can we make a deal?” Rand asked.

“Depends on what it is.”

“In the future, I’d appreciate it if you’d come to me if you want to know something,” Rand said. “That goes for your too, Luka. If we’re going to make this work we’re going to have to work on our communication skills. Just because we can speak mind to mind doesn’t mean any of us is a mind reader.”

“Ummm, isn’t that exactly what it means?” Luka said, grinning widely because for once he actually knew the difference and could make a joke about it instead of feeling left out.

Rand smacked a palm to his forehead and dragged it over his face like he was trying to cover the fact that he was laughing right alongside him and Slade.

“I’ll agree on one condition,” Slade said, once the giggling and long-suffering sighs had subsided.

“What’s that?”

“You don’t answer my questions with more questions. That shit gets old after a while and doesn’t get us anywhere to boot.”




Saturday, March 27, 2021

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?”





Saturday, March 20, 2021

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.  



Saturday, March 13, 2021

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.”



Saturday, March 6, 2021

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.”