Howl
by
Brittney Dussault
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Genre: Urban Fantasy
Release Date: August 19th, 2014
After an archeology expedition gone wrong, Lis Santiago is assigned a desk job at The Library, an underground archive dedicated to the history and study of supernatural creatures. Run by humans, the joke about The Library is that it’s operated by people who know everything about magic… except how to use it. Lis is no exception, and after three years, she’s finally accepted her new, albeit lackluster, career.
A twig snapped and
Lis looked to the left, her eye catching a dark figure looming in the shadows.
She aimed her flashlight in their general direction, hoping to catch a better
look.
They
stood upright, like a human, and reason said no supernatural creature would be
running through the woods with the entire pack out unless they were an idiot.
Odds were this sucker was human.
Yeah, if it was Halloween and they were
dressed as the Grim Reaper, Lis thought, eyeing the strange dark robes the
person was wearing with a cautious eye.
“Hey!”
she called. The figure turned, almost gliding across the ground and she hoped
it wasn’t a vampire because pepper spray wouldn’t work on one. Then again, no
vampire would have made it this far into the forest with so many wolves about.
“Hey!” she said again when the
figure began to move away. She followed, watching the person’s head swivel
around as if they were lost.
Her foot snagged on a tree root
and she stumbled, hopping on one foot as she tried to dislodge her other foot
and remain upright. She laughed at her own clumsiness as she almost stumbled
into the person.
“Hey.” The word came out like a
pant and she smiled, ready to endear herself incase a vampire had somehow
managed to make it into the forest on a night like tonight. Unfortunately, when
Lis looked up, she wasn’t greeted by an eerily pale face or fangs, but rather a
dark void where a face should have been.
“What the hell?” she said as
she stumbled backwards, colliding with a tree as the figure fell upon her. She
threw out an arm and rammed her elbow into the figure’s face, but it felt like
hitting air. Two red orbs flared to life where eyes should have been and a
clawed hand snaked around Lis’ throat before she could duck away. She felt
herself being lifted off the ground as if she were weightless. A warm, tired
feeling washed over her, her energy seeping from her body as her head began to spin.
What was happening?
The void in front of her
swirled, the red mixing with the shadows as her brain began to shut down.
Images raced through her mind, memories that weren’t her own flashing like a
strobe light. Nothing was clear enough to grasp onto, though. It was like water
running over a painting, smearing the colors and blurring the image. She caught
only glimpses of the person’s inner psyche, but there wasn’t anything she could
work with. The only clear impression she could get was that this person was
going to kill her.
It occurred to her then that
she was going to die. She was aware of her body shutting down, just as she was
aware of the fact Shaz and Jonas weren’t going to save her in time. She hadn’t
even had time to scream.
Just as she accepted her fate,
a vicious snarl rent the air and then Lis was falling, a blur of white and gray
filling her vision as she hit the ground. The void was struggling against a
massive wolf, inhuman sounds being ripped from it as the wolf tore into the
black figure. There was a burst of dark light and the wolf yelped, stumbling
backwards as the figure turned and ran deeper into the forest. The wolf readied
itself to pursue, but then stopped at the last second and turned to stare at Lis.
Her oxygen deprived brain told her the wolf had saved her life, but instinct
said not to trust an unknown wolf.
Her savior seemed to have no
reservations about her, though, trotting over and crowding into her space,
completely unfazed by her rush of panic or feeble attempt to scoot away. He
snuffed her, fur tickling her neck and cheek, and then he was brutally ripped
away by another wolf. This new wolf was smaller, but every bit as vicious as he
snarled at the white wolf. Lis managed to recognize Jonas as he stepped into
the beam of her flashlight, which had rolled away from her. He had the fur of a
timber, but was built like an Iranian wolf, like his uncle and no doubt his
mother.
She struggled up onto her
elbow, but was immediately pushed back onto the ground by Shaz, the dingo
snarling as Jonas faced off with Lis’ rescuer. Lis tried to push Shaz off her,
but she was too weak and the she-wolf kept her pinned to the ground, standing
over her like some sort of shield. All Liz could do was turn her head to the
side and watch Jonas attack the much larger wolf who didn’t appear to be
fighting back. There were only two kinds of wolves who would do that. Omegas
and mutts.
“Mick!” Lis shouted and then
the forest erupted in chaos as wolves upon wolves came into sight, many of them
snarling and barking in encouragement as they watched Jonas and Mick fight.
Others shifted into their human forms and with a feeling of dread, Lis noticed
the marks on their bodies that proclaimed them sentinels. Members of the
Alpha’s personal guard. Wolves given permission to kill at their own
discretion.
With a mighty shove, Lis
managed to dislodge Shaz and rolled to her knees, staggering as she stood and
then falling back to the ground. Her body protested any movement, having no
energy or strength to support her, but she had to stop what was no doubt about
to happen. The sentinels reached Mick and Jonas before she could, the latter
falling to the side as a pair of sentinels caught Mick around the neck and
torso, giving him a terrible squeeze that no doubt cracked a few ribs. The pain
sent Mick turning back to human, his body streaked with sweat and dirt and his
breath coming in hurried, frantic gasps. A call was made for shackles and as
Mick waited to be restrained, his eyes met Lis’. She could have cried at what
she saw, the wolf in Mick struggling to be free, to fight, while the human gave
up.
“Stop!” she cried as Mick’s
hands were bound behind his back. She stumbled forward, barely managing to stay
upright, but the flash of hope in Mick’s eyes made her grit her teeth and
remain standing.
“He didn’t do anything wrong,”
she said. “He was trying to help me.” Her pleas fell on deaf ears as she knew
they would long before she opened her mouth. She wasn’t a wolf and she
certainly wasn’t pack; she had no say in this arena.
“Shaz,” she said, turning to
her friend for help, but the she-wolf shook her head and stepped back, pulling
her dress from Lis’ backpack and slipping it over her head. She turned back and
saw Jonas had returned to his human form as well and moved towards him. He
caught her as she fell and she buried her nails into his arm.
“He was helping me,” she said.
“You can’t let them-”
“Quiet,” Jonas snapped, his
eyes blazing with barely restrained fury. He nodded to the sentinels who
dragged Mick away. Lis would have followed, but Jonas caught her in a vice grip
and refused to let her go.
“He doesn’t belong here,” he
hissed in her ear as the rest of the pack went their own way. “Him showing up on a run is a punishable
offense on its own. Attacking you makes his punishment even worse.”
“But he didn’t attack me!” She
struggled against his hold until he had no choice but to release her lest she
hurt herself. As soon as she was free, Lis hit the ground again, rolling onto
her back and staring up at the canopy above them. She could barely see the moon
shining through the leaves.
“We weren’t alone,” she said.
“You didn’t see it, but someone else was out here and they almost killed me.”
She managed to lift her head just enough that she could glare at Jonas. “He
saved my life.” Then, softer, “Please don’t let them kill him.”
Jonas looked between Lis and
Shaz, duty and his own morals warring against each other. Finally, he relented.
“Look after her,” he said to
Shaz and then cast Lis one last glance before racing after the sentinels.
There was no guarantee Mick’s
life would be spared, but at least Jonas would try.
This was an wonderfully engrossing and interesting paranormal thriller that kept me at the edge of my seat until the end and even then I wanted more! This is a story filled with fascinating characters and a fantastic storyline that kept my attention throughout. Lis works in The Library, an archive that studies the paranormal population of the world. She is called in to help the local wolf pack catch a killer and finds herself in the middle of a paranormal war fighting for her life and the life of her friends. Lis is an awesome character that readers will find themselves cheering for as she attempts to keep herself alive and solve the recent paranormal murders. She is strong, confident and caring with intelligence and attitude that has a tendency to get her into trouble. This paranormal story has a great blend of mystery, action, drama and humor that will keep readers eagerly turning the pages and wishing that the book would never end! ~Booklover Sue
Brittney Dussault is the author of over a dozen titles, including Howl and The Banewood Chronicles. When she’s not churning out a new book every 2-3 months, she’s helping others realize their dreams of being published authors. Cupcakes keep her going and she’s determined to put herself on a Best Sellers list one day.
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