Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! This week I’m continuing to share from my story, A Werewolf State of Mind, which features in the just-released Coming in Hot 2: Rescue Me boxed set. It will now only be 99c for a short while longer, so if you want to bag a bargain, I’d recommend buying now.
“I was…” He cleared his throat again, met her gaze for a second, then looked away. A flush of color stained his cheeks. “Naked. Totally starkers. It was nighttime, and I was running through some woods. Didn’t recognize the place. I could see amazingly well in the dark, though, and I was chasing someone. Don’t know who, other than it was a bloke. Couldn’t see his face, since he was running away from me. Could hear his heartbeat, though, and his breathing. Fast, labored. I started gaining on him. He glanced over his shoulder, then swore when he realized I was getting closer to him. Then he tripped, went down hard. I was on him within a couple of seconds… and that’s when I woke up.”
“All right,” she said quietly, fighting to keep her tone and expression neutral, “that’s very good, well done. So that was the first… unusual thing that happened, yes? Can you describe what’s happened since?”
Caleb blew out a heavy breath and nodded. “Yes, of course. Just…” He pointed to his glass of water, then picked it up and downed half of it in a couple of gulps, his Adam’s apple bobbing wildly. “That’s better. Yeah, so that was weird, but although I remembered it all the following morning, I didn’t think too much of it. I mean, loads of people have weird dreams, don’t they? It was when it happened again that I started to get concerned about it.”
“The following night?” she asked.
He shook his head. “No, a few weeks later… maybe three or four? I’d almost forgotten about it. The first part was the same—no drinking, went to bed, woke up with heart racing and bathed in sweat. But the dream itself was even weirder. I didn’t think it was possible to be weirder, but it was. I was naked again, chasing a guy again—I don’t know if it was the same one—but everything was much more vivid. I couldn’t just see and hear what was happening; it was like I was truly there. I could feel the leaves crunching under my feet and the soil giving way beneath my weight, the occasional rock digging into my sole, smell the plants and the man’s sweat, taste the saliva pooling in my mouth. I think the salivating was the most bizarre part of all, really—why the hell was I drooling over chasing a bloke? I’m straight.
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