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Friday, September 10, 2010

Excerpt from Chapter 32 from Sage: Dance of the Marked


I've had a busy week this week with both girls starting school and trying to get back into the swing of things.  I didn't edit any on Sage over the last four days.  I know I probably should have or started writing more on Fairy High but I chose to spend what little free time I had reading Suzanne Collins' The Hunger Games.  I loved it so much that I went out and bought the other two books in the trilogy.  I'm happily into book 2 now.   Reading her book inspires me to start working on End of Men again, my dystopian novel.  I'll see if I get any free time next week.  I'll be on call for 31 hours this weekend at work so basically I'll actually be going into work off and on over the whole weekend.  
Here's an excerpt from Sage.  Enjoy.

Chapter Thirty-two
Once in Motion
            “No Brian, without any intervention, I’m certain she won’t change tonight,” my dad told Brian.  I can’t believe my husband is having this conversation with my father.
            “But, look at her, she’s already starting to change.  She can barely control her hands.”  Brian was trying to be calm for me, but I could tell he was having his doubts about turning me tonight.
            “Open, Sage.  Let me see your teeth.”  His thumbs were pushing my lips over my sharp teeth before I could answer.
            “Dad, please, you don’t have to examine me.”  I swatted his hands away.  “How long would I have on my own without any intervention?”  My husband was pacing our small bedroom.  His anxiety was making me more nervous than I wanted to be.  He was emanating power throughout the room.  It was almost suffocating thick.
            “I’m not sure, but when Tristan got to this point, he had a few more days until he could make the full transformation.  Jason took another two weeks.”  He sighed and then continued, “If not me, then do you want me to get Tristan in here to look at you?”
            “Absolutely not.”  I shook my head and pulled my legs up against my chest wrapping my arms around them.  I didn’t want anyone examining me.
            “How long?” I looked over and asked Brian.  He knew I was asking him how long it took for him to change.
            “I didn’t fluctuate between forms, Sage.  Once I started to change, I did so within a half a day.  Maybe we should give you a few more hours to see if that’s what you’re going to do.”  His eyes were pleading with me.
            I shook my head.  “What’s the hang up, Brian?  You were going to bite me tonight anyway.”
            My dad gave Brian a surprised look.  “You were already planning on biting my daughter tonight, before any of this happened?  Why?  And more importantly didn’t you think you should have discussed that with me?”
            He raised his hand telling my dad to wait.  “First, Sage, yes I was going to ask you if you wanted to change on the full moon tonight.  I didn’t want you to have to be dealing with your first transformation right after the start of school.”  He gave me a comical look.  “You were going to say yes anyway.” 
I stifled a laugh.  He was right.  If he had put it off much longer I was planning on some way of getting him to sink his teeth into me, even if it was under coercion on my part.  I didn’t have a clear plan yet, but I honestly didn’t think I would have to resort to drastic measures.
Brian continued looking at my dad, “And second, David, I didn’t know that what my wife and I do in private has to be discussed with you.”
“Fine,” he gruffly said.  “What about Eric?  Don’t you think you should discuss this with Charlotte and me?  My son just turned 14 two days ago for God’s sake.  You can’t just force this upon him.  He’s too young.”
Brian was quiet for a minute.  I could hear some of his thoughts.  They were sharp and painfully clear.  Brian was starting to get annoyed with my father.  “David, I’m sorry that you feel like you’re losing your children.  You’re not.  Under different circumstances, if Eric came to me and asked me to bite him and rush his transformation, I would discuss this with you, Charlotte, and his partner Samantha thoroughly before consenting.”  My father raised his eyebrow at the mention of Samantha.  I think he already had the idea that they had bonded but this confirmed it.  Brian continued, “But we are about to be attacked, and this is my pack, my clan.  My decision!  Zoran says we need as many werewolves that we can muster and I believe him.  I will do everything in my power to protect this clan, to protect my wife.  Eric is one of mine and him consenting is enough for me.”

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