Yay! Time for the MFRWOrg YA Blog Hop.
As you can guess my first novel #DangerousTemptation is here. So, the theme is Changes. My main characters both go through many changes here. Here is a scene of my hero’s change.
His tiger moved just beneath the surface eager to re-explore the land that captivated man and beast like nothing else ever had. Fingernails lengthened, reshaping into curved claws. The palms grew into wide padded paws. His itchy skin was quickly blanked by pristine white fur. Sandy shoulder-length hair lengthened, changing to white fur decorated with inch-wide black stripes and flowed down his back.
After clawing his shirt from his wide chest, he tore out of his creased slacks as the muscles of his thighs thickened. Stuffing the torn clothing into his bag around his neck Cadmon fell on all fours, back arched as roped muscles conformed beneath his skin. Heart soaring he transformed into the sleek form of a large tiger.
A mighty roar unleashed. He shot into the rainforest uncaring of the limbs that scratched his fur. It felt good to tear through the underbrush with sure footing as his paws pounded the ground. Cadmon hoped to outrun the unwanted memories but they refused to let go.
A family of rabbits scurried out of the way. His chest tightened as the night his twin sister died replayed in his mind, breaking his heart anew. Blood pounded in his ears. The tiger raked his claws deep into the tree bark, much like he’d rendered flesh from bone that night.
Leaping over to the next tree he raked it trying to chase away the reminder of his greatest failure. He snarled with each slash of claws. The urge to kill was so strong he tasted the metallic tang of blood. By the time he finished all trees within a twenty acre radius sported several deep gouges. Now they’d know he returned. Let his enemies come if they held such a death wish. He’d shred anyone stupid enough to confront him! A fierce roar exploded from his chest, a challenge to all nearby.
Anger abated and chest hollow, he shot into the foliage. The wind rushed through his whiskers. Life wasn’t the same without his twin. He’d give anything to see her one last time. His shoulders dropped forward as dewy flowers and various smaller animal scents filled his nostrils. Low hanging vines brushed against him. His nose twitched at the rotting vegetation.
Slowing his pace he snarled at the snakes, which hissed and slithered out of his path. Every beast of the rainforest knew his kind were the lords of the lands. If only Keely were still around. She’d be mated and with cubling by now. Crouching low, he reverted to his humanoid form, with heavy stones in his belly. He scanned his surroundings then walked with heavy footfalls over to the stream.
Hope you enjoyed my little teaser.