#WIP IT WEDNESDAY Excerpt from Outcast, Supernaturals Book 2, a paranormal romance.

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This week I’m continuing from my upcoming release, Outcast, Supernaturals Book 2, a paranormal romance. I’m hoping to start working on a synopsis in the next week or son and with my cover artist shortly after that.  

The following is continuation from last week’s post.  

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Ten minutes before the wedding, she turned down the hall wearing a calf length, sleeveless black dress with a lace shawl. The sight of her bare legs and arms stopped my pacing and took my breath away. She had to be the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen. If only she had looked up at that moment to see me staring at her, she would have seen the raw need I had for her burning in my eyes.

She didn’t look up though. She kept her head down until she reached me and the door I was blocking. I startled her by asking if I could escort her to her seat before she could walk into me.

“Huh…what…” she asked, jerking her head up to look at me.

I stuck out my arm and asked, “May I take you to your seat.” There were ushers inside the chapel, but I was sure one of Dave’s parents had issued orders for them to ignore her, and as snobbish as most of them were, they would obey said orders. Besides, with the way I felt, I’d kill any other man for touching her.

“I… Oh, no. That isn’t necessary. I’m sure I can find a place on my own.” She moved to sidestep me, but I was faster. I moved in front of her, grabbed the door handle with one hand, and placed my other on the small of her back to gently guide her into the chapel. The electrical jolt that ran through my body at that contact shook me and caused us both to pause for a fraction of a second. She gasped, then the heady scent of her arousal hit me, and I had to suppress a growl. I did slide my hand to her waist and grip her tightly, trying to tamp down my urge to bend her over a pew and take her.

The feeling didn’t last long, fortunately. The noise inside the chapel dampened both of us an instant later. She moved first, but my hand never left her body. If we hadn’t been surrounded by so many people—some were even the human hotel staff—the scent of our emotions would have gotten the attention of the supernaturals closest to us.

I started to take her to the front where most of Danielle’s family was already sitting, but Leigh moved out of my grasp and to a seat in the back right corner mere seconds after we entered the room. I glowered at her but followed her to where she sat.

“Miss,” I said, purposefully not saying her name, because just thinking it and watching her ass move in that dress made me harder that I’ve ever been before. “The rest of your family is up there.” I pointed to the first two rows.

Sighing deeply, she turned to me. A lifetime of anger, despair, hatred, and pain crossed her eyes. For a second, I thought she was going to spill those emotions, but in a blink, the tears cleared, and she smiled brightly, falsely up at me.

“That’s all right. I want to sit here. My family won’t mind. I won’t be hurting anyone’s feelings. Now, I’m sure Dave and the rest of the wedding party will be looking for you. Thank you.” She cut her eyes to someone behind me and flinched.

“Please, you should go,” she said, when I didn’t move. Her eyes never shifted back to me.

Leaving was impossible at that moment. I was too angry to walk away. If I opened my mouth, did anything, said anything, I was going to ruin this day for my best friend, and despite how horrible his parents were, Dave deserved to have a wonderful wedding. I held my ground for a long moment, breathing in and out slowly, trying not to attack those who were causing the scent of fear and sadness that was emanating from her.

She cut her eyes back over my shoulder, sighed again, and took her seat, purposefully not looking at me. I looked to where her gaze had been and saw Dave’s mother and older brother glaring daggers at me. I smiled brightly as if I didn’t have a clue as to what was going on, then turned back to her, and said, “As you wish.”

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That’s it for today. I hope you enjoyed it.

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Abby is a plus size woman struggling to learn to love herself despite the damage her ex did to her mentally and psychically. For reasons unknown to her, she wakes one morning with an urge to adopt another cat. What she doesn’t know is that the cat she picks is actually Dimitri Sullivan, the son of a local shapeshifter pack’s alpha who was cursed by a powerful witch into the form of a common house cat after he had a one-nightstand with her. As the months pass, Dimitri finds himself falling in love with his new owner, but there is just one problem, she doesn’t know that he is her cat and she is currently dating his brother. When the witch that cursed him discovers that by falling for Abby, he is weakening her curse, she sets out to stop this from happening by any means necessary.

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