Excerpt
Tania
was like a coiled spring. She had to hunt. She had to get some aggression out
of her system. Leaving her art materials behind, she grabbed some spare weapons
from the boot of her car, and set off in the direction of a local pub. She
would listen to stories from the townsfolk until she could decipher exactly
where the rogue werewolves might be located.
She
found a target sooner than expected. As she entered the small ancient pub that
overlooked the harbour, her skin tingled ominously as her magic recognized that
of a wolf. Hesitating just inside the door, she looked around the tiny room,
taking in the wooden fireplace and corner bar, and the six occupants, all
staring at her curiously. There were four men and two women. One of the men was
a werewolf. He stared at her, and his nostrils flared as he scented her magic. His
lip curled in a low growl, and Tania clenched her jaw, calling him out with her
defiant stare. The man stood up slowly and advanced upon her without a word. She
stepped back outside and waited for him to join her. He followed her up a
narrow path onto the cliff top overlooking the village. There was a coppice of
trees up here, and Tania hoped it would provide enough cover for her to kill
the wolf.
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