Human Shifter (Book Three: A Werewolf BBW Shifter Romance) (11 page)

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"Ahh!" Julia fell backwards, the blood from the wolf spurting over her in a hot gush. Blood covered the entire front of her body as she scrambled back. Something inside of her had been hurt, something injured—she felt the pain striking through her body from within. It was a fast beating that thudded in her ears. Was it the rain?

"AHH
!" she screamed. There was a pounding through her body, a pain that twisted every part of her. She swung the blade in front of her, trying to keep the wolves back, but something else was keeping them away. They snarled and whined as though not sure whether to attack. If she died now, it would all be for nothing. She would never see Damien again—

Damien
. His presence came to her then, all around her, as though he was there with her, holding her up. Energy flooded her body, and the strange beating in her ears grew louder, but the pain was gone. In its place was pure fury.

Julia threw herself forward and struck with the blade as one of the remaining wolves reared back. Her arm sliced the air, and the blade sliced through the wolf's chest, catching at the leg. He collapsed with a low, mortal whine. The other wolf jumped at her and snapped, and her blade fell to the ground as he hit her body and sent her tumbling to the ground. He had not caught her, but now as he faced her, she knew she was defenseless.

He prepared to leap, crouching deep.

Julia screamed as the pounding came through her body, not in pain, no, this was a feeling that was too intense. This was an icy burn that left her numb, a feeling that shot through her body and made her feel inhumanly strong and weak at the same time.

Damien, Damien.

Julia, I am coming.

Her nerves burned at every end and she lifted her arms in the air, her world spinning around her. Lightning lit the world and left it in darkness, and she saw in the after flash the wolf in front of her, his eyes darting from side to side, his leap forgotten. Then she screamed again as she saw her hands curl, claws growing through her skin. Her skin. In the lightning she saw it turn red, fiery red, and she thought she was burning up until she realized that it was fur, red fur pushing its way through every pore in her body. The world's sounds grew louder and she heard thunderclaps roll through her mind from across the valley, each one distinct and louder than the other.

Her world grew dark; her other senses blinded her. She heard the sound of an owl screeching before it swept down to the forest floor, and she heard the squeal of the mouse as talons punctured its body. She smelled the wolf, and blood, and she smelled her pack, and Damien, and Dee—oh, was she dying? Would she meet Dee on the other side of this darkness?

Her scream turned into a howl; her body twisted and fell forward, and she caught herself upright. The pounding coming from inside of her still beat in her ears, but when she opened her mouth, she snarled.

She was a wolf.

 

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Damien

Damien scented her from far away; he wished that he could move faster. The day was breaking—he could feel the mottled sunlight on his coat—and there was no sign of Jordan or the pack yet. He could not read Julia's emotions from this far away, and he ached to sense whether or not she was safe. The rain dampened the scent.

In wolf form, he moved quickly, but not as quickly as he would like. One leg splinted back, he ran with a terrible limp, but he pushed himself to go faster and faster. The wet ground below him flew past, and now that he had scented Julia, he could run without pause to check the trail. He yipped to sense the clear path, and never stumbled, not even when he ran across branches on the ground. As though by magic, the woods seemed to open up in front of him without effort. The rain grew heavier, and the sunlight faded, but still he ran on.

Julia's scent had grown fainter and fainter as he moved into Trax's territory, but now it seemed as though there was a straight path between him and Julia, and he ran without thought of what he would do when he arrived. It would take him twenty minutes to reach her, maybe less. His legs were aching but he did not care. Julia was there.
Julia
!

He crested the hill and there was her scent, stronger than ever. Rain pelted his coat, but now he moved faster, faster.

He could sense her emotions all at once; they struck him as they never had before, in full force. He stopped in his tracks, his mind reeling. Flashes of light raced across his blank vision and he saw—
saw!
—a knife moving, a wolf's jaws snapping toward him. He reared back on his haunches to ward off the attack, fear rushing through his body.

The vision faded. It hadn't been real, it hadn't. His heart beat fast. It was Julia, he was sure of it.

"Julia," he whispered, "I'm coming."

CHAPTER NINETEEN

Julia

Julia raised her snout and sniffed, the world spinning around her with all of her new senses. The wolf in front of her whimpered, backing up toward the treeline. Before she could do anything, it leapt back into the pines and sprinted away, its coat a gray blur amidst the tree trunks. There were no other wolves from that pack here. But her pack—yes, her pack—they were here. They were all near. She lifted her head and howled, the sound rising up and echoing across the valley.

Jordan emerged from the wood a moment later, then the rest of the pack. And Dee. Dee! Julia yipped with happiness to see her grandmother.

The pack scattered. Jordan ran over to Mara, shifting to be able to unchain her. The rest of the wolves came to Julia, their eyes wide. Kyle looked off to where the other pack's wolf had gone, making sure there was no other danger.

Dee nuzzled Julia's neck with her snout, and a peaceful feeling swept through Julia's body. The pack was there. Everything was alright. Mara, too, Mara would be fine. She was strong, and she was safe, and—oh! A rush of happiness swept through the air like music, and she did not know whether it was scent or sound or something else, but it was wonderful all the same.

Julia's heart was still racing, and the pounding in her ears, and all of the world's scents whirling through her still.

But Damien ... Damien ...

Julia. I am here.

She sensed him and turned, and the rest of the pack sat and watched as she leapt across the clearing in joy, yipping like a pup. And the connection between them—

Julia had not known what Damien felt before when he told her that they were connected. Now she did, and she marveled at the intensity of the emotions that emanated from Damien, tangling with her own emotions. A wave of relief and love surged through her, and she knew that it was him, and that he was with her.

Julia, Julia, my love. My mate.

She pressed her neck against his, sending her love back to him, wanting nothing more than to be with him right now, now and forever.

Damien, I am safe. I am with you. I am—

Julia froze then, breathless. Her heart had slowed, and the scents of the world had coalesced into an image of reality that she could understand. But the pounding in her, the pounding was still there, and she suddenly realized, with a swell of joy and awe, what it was that she sensed inside of herself.

Damien.

I am pregnant.

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THE END (but not really)

Author’s Note:

Okay, so there's definitely more to come, and I hope you don't mind this bit of cliffhanger! Julia and Damien's story will continue in the next Blind Wolf novella, coming soon (sign up for my mailing list to get a discount when the next book is released)

The story stops here ... because I need a baby name! Cruise on over to my website to help me name Julia and Damien's baby, and if I choose your suggestion, you will receive a FREE copy of the next book in the series! Thanks so much for reading, and I promise I'm writing the next book as quickly as possible! :)

 

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Excerpt:

Before my mother died, she told me stories. I sat on her lap and listened to her spin golden fairy tales through the air. We never had much, but I didn't notice the cracks in our plaster walls when she talked about Cinderella putting on her crystal slippers and waltzing all night with Prince Charming.

"Once upon a time"...the stories always begin the same way, but from these beginnings my mother wove new tales that danced in all directions of the compass. She told me stories of castles and dragons, stories of men who flew above the clouds to reach the sun and gods who rained jealous fury upon their rivals. Stories of lovers whose passion rose above earthly desire and changed their fate to a different end than the world had meant for them. Stories of hope and of death.

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The characters and events portrayed in this book are a work of fiction or are used fictitiously. Any similarity to real persons, living or dead, is coincidental and not intended by the author.

MATURE CONTENT

This story contains sexually explicit material, and is intended only for persons over the age of 18. By downloading and opening this document, you are stating that you are of legal age to access and view this work of fiction. All of the characters involved in the sexual situations in this story are intended to be 18 years of age or older, whether they are explicitly described as such or not.

 

Table of Contents

CHAPTER ONE

Julia

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