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In a Wolf’s Eyes
By
Cassandra Gold
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the
author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any
resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is
entirely coincidental.
In a Wolf’s Eyes
Copyright© 2008 Cassandra Gold
ISBN: 978-1-60088-325-5
Cover Artist: Croco Designs
Editor: Tracy Seybold
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or
in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied
in reviews.
Cobblestone Press, LLC
www.cobblestone-press.com
Dedication
To Susan, who doesn’t think I suck.
Thanks for your support (and the Ode to Girls’ Night).
Chapter One
God, it’s cold.
Reed tried to quiet his chattering teeth as he trudged through the
forest, trying to get his bearings. He looked around, praying to see some trail
markers or anything else leading back to civilization. Unfortunately, he saw nothing
remotely familiar or helpful. All the rocks and trees looked the same in the oncoming
dusk. At least the hard, icy rain from earlier had tapered off into a slightly less icy
mist, but since he’d gotten pretty well soaked already he couldn’t really count his
blessings.
Damn! How could I have gotten so lost? I could have sworn I was following the trail
markers…
A sharp twinge of pain in his leg brought him up short.
Oh, come on! Not
now. Please, not now.
“Fuck!” He’d already been walking too long and on bad terrain, and the rain
probably hadn’t helped. He stopped and massaged his left thigh carefully, praying
the pain would pass.
Reed almost laughed at the horrible irony of his situation.
What else could go
wrong? I’m cold, I’m tired, my leg hurts like a bitch, and I’m completely lost. Some
celebration trip this is turning out to be.
The urge to laugh fled the second he glanced up, however. He could actually
feel the blood drain from his face as he caught sight of two large, green eyes glinting
from the shelter of the trees. Something big stood in the forest, staring at him. A low,
menacing growl rumbled from the animal’s throat. The hair on the back of his neck
stood up in reaction.
Well, I guess I just found out what else could go wrong.
Reed’s first thought was to run like hell, but he forced himself to stay put. If he
ran, he might scare the creature. Or piss it off. Either way, he didn’t want to upset
something big and probably toothy. Besides, he wouldn’t get far with his leg hurting
this much. Whatever hid in the woods could easily catch him if he fell on his face.
Maybe if I talk to it…
Desperate, he decided to try. “Hey there, big guy,” he choked out, trying to
keep his voice soft and non-threatening. His voice cracked a bit, but at least he wasn’t
too scared to speak. Somehow the sound actually made him feel a little better, in a
weird sort of way.
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In a Wolf’s Eyes
By
Cassandra Gold
This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents are products of the
author’s imagination or are used fictitiously and are not to be construed as real. Any
resemblance to actual events, locales, organizations, or persons, living or dead, is
entirely coincidental.
In a Wolf’s Eyes
Copyright© 2008 Cassandra Gold
ISBN: 978-1-60088-325-5
Cover Artist: Croco Designs
Editor: Tracy Seybold
All rights reserved. No part of this book may be used or reproduced electronically or
in print without written permission, except in the case of brief quotations embodied
in reviews.
Cobblestone Press, LLC
www.cobblestone-press.com
Dedication
To Susan, who doesn’t think I suck.
Thanks for your support (and the Ode to Girls’ Night).
Chapter One
God, it’s cold.
Reed tried to quiet his chattering teeth as he trudged through the
forest, trying to get his bearings. He looked around, praying to see some trail
markers or anything else leading back to civilization. Unfortunately, he saw nothing
remotely familiar or helpful. All the rocks and trees looked the same in the oncoming
dusk. At least the hard, icy rain from earlier had tapered off into a slightly less icy
mist, but since he’d gotten pretty well soaked already he couldn’t really count his
blessings.
Damn! How could I have gotten so lost? I could have sworn I was following the trail
markers…
A sharp twinge of pain in his leg brought him up short.
Oh, come on! Not
now. Please, not now.
“Fuck!” He’d already been walking too long and on bad terrain, and the rain
probably hadn’t helped. He stopped and massaged his left thigh carefully, praying
the pain would pass.
Reed almost laughed at the horrible irony of his situation.
What else could go
wrong? I’m cold, I’m tired, my leg hurts like a bitch, and I’m completely lost. Some
celebration trip this is turning out to be.
The urge to laugh fled the second he glanced up, however. He could actually
feel the blood drain from his face as he caught sight of two large, green eyes glinting
from the shelter of the trees. Something big stood in the forest, staring at him. A low,
menacing growl rumbled from the animal’s throat. The hair on the back of his neck
stood up in reaction.
Well, I guess I just found out what else could go wrong.
Reed’s first thought was to run like hell, but he forced himself to stay put. If he
ran, he might scare the creature. Or piss it off. Either way, he didn’t want to upset
something big and probably toothy. Besides, he wouldn’t get far with his leg hurting
this much. Whatever hid in the woods could easily catch him if he fell on his face.
Maybe if I talk to it…
Desperate, he decided to try. “Hey there, big guy,” he choked out, trying to
keep his voice soft and non-threatening. His voice cracked a bit, but at least he wasn’t
too scared to speak. Somehow the sound actually made him feel a little better, in a
weird sort of way.
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