Temper Tantrum - Pt 2 - CCC
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LockWornGet outPleaseRaceBrutalScentFireUnder
Why
Jill slammed the door to her room and locked it with a firm click. Tom turned the knob anyway before he gave up and went back downstairs. Worn out from the chase, he heated up the day old coffee in the microwave and downed the tar like substance as he checked the doors and windows. He smiled as he secured the deadbolt, pleased with himself. She would have to break a window to get out and he’d be awake to hear it. She would never know of the brutal race he’d run to get to her first. Others had been on her scent. He’d eliminated one of them but the others would continue to come.Tom watched the fire in the hearth and calculated the cost of telling her the truth. Why he pulled her from that club. Who else knew she’d been there and what they wanted from her. A tree branch snapped outside causing a low growl to rumble up Tom’s throat. His incisors elongated and he sniffed the air. Two more had come. Under the cover of a dark moonless sky, they would find him instead.
Image courtesy of ["Danilo Rizzuti"] /FreeDigitalPhotos.net
LockWornGet outPleaseRaceBrutalScentFireUnder
Why
Jill slammed the door to her room and locked it with a firm click. Tom turned the knob anyway before he gave up and went back downstairs. Worn out from the chase, he heated up the day old coffee in the microwave and downed the tar like substance as he checked the doors and windows. He smiled as he secured the deadbolt, pleased with himself. She would have to break a window to get out and he’d be awake to hear it. She would never know of the brutal race he’d run to get to her first. Others had been on her scent. He’d eliminated one of them but the others would continue to come.Tom watched the fire in the hearth and calculated the cost of telling her the truth. Why he pulled her from that club. Who else knew she’d been there and what they wanted from her. A tree branch snapped outside causing a low growl to rumble up Tom’s throat. His incisors elongated and he sniffed the air. Two more had come. Under the cover of a dark moonless sky, they would find him instead.
Published on November 15, 2012 00:00
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