From my current work in progress, BESIEGED BY THE MOON, currently scheduled for July publication.
Phoebe wished she knew of a way to make Parker angry enough to stalk off and brood. To leave her alone. She didn’t want him around while she meditated. His presence was too disturbing, too disruptive to her calm.
She turned to face the hiding moon. Turned her back on her mate. He was throwing everything off schedule, off kilter.
Velvety ribbons of mist twined in the trees at the back of Helga’s yard. The air was heavy with a storm warning. The night should have been cool, but left-over heat from the day further weighted the atmosphere.
A sign, Phoebe thought. An omen.
“I’ll leave you alone to meditate.”
There might have been disgust in his voice. Distrust. He was one way with his friends, his pack, all show, but when they were alone, he changed.
She could let that bother her. They were mated. Neither of them could do anything about their status.
Inhaling deeply, she settled on the damp grass for a short meditation session. The neighborhood skunk had made his rounds and left his calling card. She placed her quarterstaff next to her. The meditation would purify her, remove the stain of her conflict with Selena. Many tasks needed to be accomplished this night. She’d sloughed off enough.