Daily Snippit: Urban/Suburban Fantasy (Into Darkness)

She woke in a strange room with the memory of Piper’s purring echoing through the fog. It took a moment for her to remember what had happened and where she was.

Kai. She was instantly alert, slipping out from between sheets that spoke of pampered wealth. She’d heard rumors he’d been alive for centuries; keep that way by magic or curses depending on who was telling the story. Either way, no house could hold a wolf for long.

She reached for the trigger that would send her spiraling down… and found nothing. She froze, halfway to the bedroom door. It didn’t feel like Tyler’s drugs, her mind was clear and her other memories still vivid. The rough flashes of fur and fangs were simply gone.

She sagged into the nearest chair, at a loss. Running fingers over the carved arms of the chair, she tried to remember what the wolf had felt like. The heightened senses, the ruffle of wind through fur, the feel of four paws instead of two, but the memories were gone and only the knowledge remained. As if she had spent a lifetime reading about riding horses, but had never actually seen one.

She shook her head, frustrated. It had to be temporary, Kai couldn’t have that kind of power. No one could.

She stood abruptly and paced the room looking for anything that could help in her escape. It wouldn’t be as easy to get out, but no house could hold her, wolf or not.

Martha Bechtel

My name is Martha Bechtel and I write fantasy and science fiction stories, paint small model horses silly colors, cast resin and plaster magnets, code random code (and Wordpress plugins)... Come on in and join in the fun!

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