Tuesday, March 26, 2013

The Capricious Wolfen Countess

Tuesday howls and yowls, shapeshifter lovers.

Winter has returned to my tame prairie, with a thin blanket of snow and lots of glistening icicles. There's a Full Moon in Libra tomorrow... definitely a time to balance out your life. Or, in my case walk that tightrope of trying to get everything done, but never succeeding.

I did get some promo-ing done for my ShapeShifter Seductions' release: HER MIDNIGHT STARDUST COWBOYS. For a couple of excerpts just click on my page above.

So, my flash scene for today... it's rough around the edges, and not fully developed... but I like the idea, which was inspired by Pat Cunningham's post a week ago Monday, titled: "Horse Whispering"... and by Kirsten Lynn's wonderful guest post at Wild and Wicked Cowboys, where she blogged about -- yes it's a real sport, Cowboy Polo -- the history and the present.

And, since I've always wanted to learn how to play Polo, well... besides, my Muse wanted to play this way, and I'm too worn out to deny Her anything.


The Capricious Wolfen Countess

Kwolfie swung around sideways, getting comfortable in the library's old stuffed chair. She kicked off her loosely tied running shoes, and dangled her bare legs over the cushioned arm.

Probably a relic from the fifties, the chair smelled like someone's garage. The variety of odors rather appealed to her sensitive canine nose, and Kwolfie inhaled deeply as she cracked open the paperback romance novel -- a new one she'd been counting the days to read.

Given her three brothers, along with her sire and dam, teased her nonstop about her taste in literature, Kwolfie usually escaped to the Talbot's Peak's library. Because no matter the torment, she just had to indulge her insatiable appetite for paranormal erotic romance novels, especially the shapeshifter love stories.

Grrrr...go to dog pound hell, she mentally cursed her annoyingly uncouth brothers.  Although, she gave them high marks for being true protectors of their wolf shifter kind.

With anticipation zinging through her, Kwolfie turned the pages to chapter one. Before settling down to lose herself in the story, she wiggled with excitement, and gave her unruly hair a toss.

As she focused on the opening paragraph, Kwolfie halted the uninhibited swing of her legs, crossing them. But her reading enjoyment was interrupted.

Aware she'd become the object of someone's scrutiny, Kwolfie didn't look up. Instead, she carefully sensed for malevolent intent. She'd undergone rigorous training by the three Mages, who had traveled to Earth with her extended family -- about three spins of sun now.

Feeling no threat from the man standing behind the nearest row of bookshelves, Kwolfie put up her mind shield, and blocked out his thoughts. After all, she only had about an hour of Earth time to read before one of her brothers would track her to the library, and make a smirking, big-lump nuisance of himself.


Holy hell, it is the countess. Stunned that he'd found her so easily, Dak nearly forgot about the rare prize he held, the autobiography of a polo pony shifter.

He stared at the alien-world wolfen countess, downright captured by her girl-next-door beauty. As she dangled her legs over the arm of the chair, then swung them in a carefree manner, his tongue almost lolled out.

Down, son, he told is cock, no misbehavin' in a public library.

Dak forced his gaze from her naked shapely legs, even though her human gams begged for his touch, and so much more. Damn, the council's snake shifter informant hadn't spoken with forked tongue.

Having observed the royal cruiser's approach to Earth -- some three years ago -- from a high point in the Rocky Mountains, the Lupine Council had attempted to mind-scan their off-world relatives. Only able to learn the ratio of males to females, and verify they were an aristocratic family pack, the Council elders decided to use their network of informers.

He'd been summoned now that they'd finally gotten some info. As a dilute Lupine, or what some called a half-breed, Dak moved easily in the human world. Over the years of going on these scouting missions, he'd learned the ropes, and earned the top spot.

Most comfortable in the world of cowboys as a lone wolf type, he currently worked on a Sheridan, Wyoming ranch that was famous for their first-rate polo ponies. And heckfire, if he hadn't developed a real yen for the sport.

Dak fought the urge to make immediate contact with the countess. The beguiling beauty's mind shield had slammed him out so fast, she hadn't known he tried to telepathically probe her.

Just as well for now, Dak figured. But, he had gotten a mental glimpse of the book she'd buried her pretty little nose in.

One of them romance novels with all the explicit sex. Dak decided as he watched her read like there was no tomorrow, all curled up and wolf-woman adorable -- oh, yeah hell, believe it son, he'd read one of them erotic romances out loud to her. He'd read every last one of 'em in the shapeshifter town's library.


~ Happy Full Moon in Libra Howls ~ 


Savanna Kougar ~ Run on the Wild Side of Romance ~


Serena Shay said...

Ah Dak...I do love a man/wolf who will read erotic out loud to his lady love!

Scoop him up, Kwolfie!

Pat C. said...

This sounds fun. I like it already. He should take her to a game.

Maybe the library should book erotic M/M romance novelist Lamar as a guest speaker. I'm not sure how Dak or Chase or any of the guys would feel about that one, though.

Serena Shay said...

Oooh, book him! I know Mistress P, Burgess and Danny would attend. Lamar is a must read for them. :D

Savanna Kougar said...

Oh, absolutely, book Lamar as a guest speaker for the library. That would be fabo.

Dak don't have a problem. To each his own. Hell, before seeing Countess Kwolfie, he would have figured it was just that many more women for him. ~wink~

Savanna Kougar said...

Serena, may or may not want to scoop Dak up... I haven't gotten that far... but her family, now that's a different matter.

Savanna Kougar said...

Yeah, Pat, we need a Polo team in Talbot's Peak.

Pat C. said...

OKay, let's see if we can get Lamar to speak at the library for April Fool's Day. Lucky me, I drew the slot this year. Does anybody else want Monday for a special April Fool's post? I can postpone mine until Thursday.

Savanna Kougar said...

Lamar on April Fool's Day, who can resist... not me!

Serena Shay said...

LOL...Lamar on April Fool's Day I can't wait! :D

Pat C. said...

Lamar may have to wait. Something even more April Foolish occurred to me, as Gil makes the acquaintance of a heavenly being (not Itzi).