A large black wolf trotted into the clearing to confront me. He had a white-tipped snout, white boots and mitts and would have looked cute had he not been the most intimidating Werewolf I’d ever seen. Standing tall and solid, power rolled off of his body. His eyes bore into mine. I sniffed the air. The strong Werewolf scent of rosemary swirled around me, strong and seductive, laced with sugar. A weird fuzzy sensation spread out from my chest. Whoa.
My other form growled low, demanding release, straining against my skin. The energy of the wolves built—layers upon layers of excitement and impatience. The air pulsated with anticipation. They could sense the imminent kill.
Let me out! My other form repeated, throwing her power against my built up walls, howling in defiance.
When the energy of the Werewolves surged, I finally released her. My wolf form flowed out fast, wiping out the feline in little more than a heartbeat. Smaller, weaker and the size of a natural wolf, a Shifter in this form was no match for a Werewolf, especially a dominant one. I had time to meet the eyes of the Alpha for only an instant before the pack leapt forward. My limbs shook. It went against every instinct ingrained within me, but I rolled onto my back—submissive.
The new year has seen a lot of changes for my family. My husband changed jobs and we relocated from the temperate rainforests of the West Coast to smack dab in the middle of prairie farmland. We moved two provinces over in the middle of winter—me (a West Coaster, born and raised), my husband (from sub-tropical New Zealand) and our son (just turned two). Along with missing our friends & family, the new location provided an almost surreal weather-shock for our family.
As my stories are set in Vancouver, Canada, I worried, along with freezing my face off, that I’d lose my writing mojo. But the harsh prairie winter has already taught me a few things.
1) It can be too cold to snow. Go figure.
2) “It’s nice that it’s finally warmed up” can be said and heard and appreciated when it’s -20˚C outside
3) A 360˚ panorama view of the sky without forests, mountains or skyscrapers is breathtaking
4) Snow-blindness is a real thing
5) It is completely acceptable to leave your car on when you run inside the store to get groceries. No car-thieves here!
6) Moisturizer is now a necessity
7) The ability to pull off my boots without taking off my ankle socks at the same time is a skill and one that I have yet to master
8) Prairie people are not only a hardy lot, they’re very warm, caring and giving.
9) I really can write anywhere!
Since I’ve relocated, I’ve finished the (very) rough draft of the third installment to the Carus Series, got knees deep (~12k words) into the fourth book and have reached the half-way mark for a paranormal short story that I will be submitting to The Wild Rose Press’ Lobster Cove series.
Sometimes change, albeit hard, can be a good thing.
Happy writing and reading!
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