Category Archives: Year One

            I shook my head.  It didn’t always feel like a blessing.  Thom squeezed me gently.             “You didn’t ask if she was a druid,” Thom said, his tone careful and curious all at once.  “Why not?”             “She doesn’t … Continue reading →

            There was snow on the ground, the paths between the rows of sheds dusted with wet, fluffy white.  A warm snow, but snow just the same.  It was still falling as we stepped out into the darkness before dawn, … Continue reading →

            The pair lay together inside a tent, the first rays of dawn lighting its pale walls.  The man held the woman protectively, not sleeping.  She pretended to sleep, her dark hair tickling his cheek.  They held their silence until … Continue reading →

            “Help me brace this door,” Gray growled, glaring at Wat.  The other man scrambled over and threw his weight against the doors alongside his friend.  Gray’s gaze flicked to Kes.  “Get the shotguns and get them fast.  I don’t … Continue reading →

                Elton and Wat were five steps away from the door as Aoife burst through it.  She ran right into the doctor’s chest and he caught her, held her fast.                 “Let go,” Aoife said, half breathless, half whimpering.  “There’s … Continue reading →

                Twenty minutes later, the four of them crowded into the small office off the lodge’s main room.  Terézia slowly unwrapped her mirror and laid it on the desk.  Her gaze drifted to Aoife for a moment and her brows … Continue reading →

                “Are they still out there?”  Terézia asked as she spooned lukewarm stew back into the pot by the fire.                 Peering out the window, Kes nodded slightly.  “Still there.  He’s still holding her, but I don’t think she’s crying … Continue reading →

                Aoife held the blanket lightly around her shoulders as she perched on the lodge’s porch rail, watching the sun go down over the trees.  The chill in the air was the familiar breath of winter, not the sunny, smoky … Continue reading →

                “Daniel.”  Drew stepped past us and walked toward the man and the four wolves milling around his bare legs.  “What the hell are you doing here?”                 More importantly, where the hell did you learn to do that?  My … Continue reading →