Howl A Little Louder For Me
This is my entry for Day 7 of @sterekweek-2021
I’m so sorry for the delay in posting, I hope you all enjoy the story even though Halloween is over ❤️
Excerpt:
He hits the forest floor messily, skirting a good few feet before coming to a pitiful stop. Then the vice around him squeezes even tighter, and Derek feels the slick chill of magic coarse into him as it forces him out of his wolf form and back into his skin.
The conduit falls from his mouth on a gasp.
The vice relents only enough to let him breathe. He does so, heavily. With his back against the cold forest floor he turns to watch his capture slowly approach. There’s a wariness to his steps, as if unsure about approaching Derek even though he’d overpowered him. Derek can work with that.
He maneuvers with what little wiggle space he has to bring his hands over and snatch up the fallen conduit. He encloses it tight in his hand and pulls himself to sitting using ab strength alone.
Then he says, “Mieczyslaw.” And the witch comes to a dead stop. “I possess your conduit and your name. We both know it’s in your best interests to let me go,” Derek enunciates the last three words through gritted teeth.
A moment stretches between them. And then Mieczyslaw begins to laugh
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