Turned: Wolf, #1

By D.M. Turner

This Christian Romantic Urban Fantasy short story is the first in a series of "episodes".

 

College student Tanya Sikes never believed in monsters. Though life has thrown her some difficult personal curve balls on occasion, she's lived a sheltered life as far as the evil in the world at large. Nothing could've prepared her for being kidnapped or to meet the man who would rescue her from captivity too late to keep her from becoming one of the monsters.

 

Why has God forsaken her?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Dawn M. Turner
• Release date: Oct 26, 2016
• ISBN: 9781536588583

D.M. Turner

Dawn lives in the high desert of Southern Arizona with her husband of over 20 years and a variety of furry and feathered critters. She enjoys photography, crochet, scrapbooking, spinning her own yarn from wool and alpaca, beading and jewelry-making, and lots of reading. When not doing those things, she writes romance, romantic-suspense, women's fiction under the name Dawn M. Turner, and medieval and urban fantasy with a Christian worldview under the name D.M. Turner. She took first place in the Contemporary Romance category, as well as winning the Grand Prize, in the 2011 Writers on the Storm Category Five Writing Contest.

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WOLF:

Turned

By D.M. Turner

Copyright 2014 by D.M. Turner

Cover designed by the author

White wolf photo by shocky of DPC

Brown wolf photo by atira of DPC

All rights reserved. No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any electronic or mechanical means, including photocopying, recording or any information retrieval or storage system without the prior written permission of the author.

Scripture taken from the NEW AMERICAN STANDARD BIBLE, (c) 1960, 1962, 1963, 1968, 1971, 1972, 1973, 1975, 1977, by The Lockman Foundation. Used by permission.

BISAC: Fiction/Christian/Fantasy

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, incidents, and dialogue are products of the author’s imagination and are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to actual events or persons, living or dead, is entirely coincidental.

…for He causes His sun to rise on the evil and the good, and sends rain on the righteous and the unrighteous. - Matt. 5:45b

Flagstaff, Arizona

Thursday, June 4, 2015

COLIN dropped to one knee inside the open iron door and scrunched down to peer under the metal bench that doubled as a narrow bed. Only the bench broke up the concrete walls of the eight-by-eight cell. A dim, bare bulb in the ten-foot high ceiling provided very little light, but it was sufficient for his keen eyes.

Wide, amber eyes stared back at him. The white wolf lay flush on the concrete floor, cowering so close to the wall she almost merged with it. Head on her paws, she shook visibly. Weak light was unable to mask that, even if the scent of her fear hadn’t permeated the tiny room and already given away her terror. Even mundane humans would have smelled it, he was sure, unless the reek of urine and feces clogged their noses as it threatened to do to him. The familiar, cloying stench of death lingered, underscoring the other scents, but he couldn’t tell if it was new or old. Either way, the current resident was very much alive.

I won’t harm you. He kept his voice soft and gentle to avoid frightening her further and lowered his gaze to her front paws, only inches from her terrified gaze. I’m here to get you out. I can help you. He rested a fist on the floor and leaned closer, ready to jump to his feet should she charge.

Her mouth opened a bit, but not in the snarl he’d expected. She