The book that started it all for me.
Tristan paced the pen for maybe the thirtieth time that evening. How could his mate
have been standing outside this godforsaken cage for five months without him smelling her? It was the spell. That had to be the reason. Traitorous Rex had trapped him in this form and taken away all of his extrasensory abilities, which now made him the weakest, most pathetic wolf in existence.
A wolf trapped with human senses.
Oh, what torture! A fabulous six! :)
ReplyDeleteI love this, Rebecca. Love the angst.
ReplyDeleteThanks for sharing.
I can feel him pacing. Lovely descriptions.
ReplyDeleteOh, I feel for him!
ReplyDeleteYou can really feel his frustration here.
ReplyDeleteIntriguing! Really feel sorry for him.
ReplyDeletePoor Tristan, I can feel his frustration!
ReplyDeleteCan feel his frustration!! Great six!!!
ReplyDeleteOy! You can really feel how tormented he is.
ReplyDeleteGreat snippet, Rebecca!
A lovely note of tension in these six. I love the full story that is implied beyond this simple snippet.
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