Darcy Branwyn

Songs from my playlist: Shadows. Sometimes, life takes an unexpected turn, and there’s no going back.

Tangled Moon:

…Nick scouted around the woods in the dark. Knowing he was being followed, he ducked into the low boughs of a pine tree and waited, gun drawn. The shadowed outline of a man straightened from a crouch. He tilted his chin up as if smelling the air.

He turned, and looked straight at Nick.

Nick lifted his handgun. Despite the chill creeping up his spine, his police training kept him from pulling the trigger without due cause.

There was a blur, and Nick’s gun was knocked out of his hand. He heard something crack. Pain flashed behind his eyes. It was his arm breaking.

Before he could fully register what was happening he was thrown back, hitting the ground hard, a rock bearing into his spine. He struggled for air through seized lungs as an unnaturally strong palm flattened onto his chest.

Teeth—no—fangs, glistened in the moonlight as lips curled too far back for any normal person. Glaring eyes stared down at him. The man-beast hissed and bent low, sinking fangs into Nick’s neck.

 His vision blurred and he had the overwhelming urge to stop fighting, to let the beast do whatever it pleased. Warm numbness trickled through his veins. He was going to die, he thought. And he didn’t even care.

 Fangs slid abruptly free and its head lifted. “You’re with them,” it said, breath smelling metallic, like blood. Nick’s blood.

He heard a low growl from nearby and the beast dropped him, turning to face something. Nick dragged himself away. As he looked back, he saw a giant wolf, followed by a second slinking alongside, black, and even larger than the first. The black wolf leaped at the creature, pinning it down. The smaller one sank teeth into its neck, digging in deep as it thrashed uselessly. When it stopped moving, the larger wolf nudged the smaller one aside.

Nick’s head felt dull and his limbs numb. His vision dimmed and narrowed. The last thing he saw was both wolves standing over him…

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