Thirteen Synopsis Novels & Stories

Soyer yells, his voice gravelly and punishing. I release Thirteen's dress and jump to my feet, desperate to avoid the tail of his gun. Thirteen, however, is slow. She rests on the palms of her hands and knees, her body shaking as silent sobs rock her. "I said get up!" He swings high, bringing his gun over his shoulder before slamming the end of it into her ribs.

Tia motions to the wolf to come closer, and he complies. Everything happens so fast……Tia seriously injures Stuart. His wolf lunges at Tia, and she drops to the ground, turning her body upward. She is under the wolf, and her claws elongate. She reaches up and swipes down while Stuart’s wolf goes up. The wolf hits the ground with a thud and immediately shifts back.

I swallow nervously and then ask softly, “Would you be able to take me there and introduce me?” “Of course. My diary is free for another hour, so I can take you now, if that suits?” Knowing that there is no time like the present, I nod before gathering up my bags and following Mr Thompson out. The journey is quick, too quick, really, to give me a chance to calm my nerves, and by the time I am standing outside the shop entrance, I feel like a quivering wreck. Sensing turmoil, Mr Thompson squeezes my shoulder and reassures me that no one bites, the humour in his voice helping me to relax a fraction.