Hello...just returned from a jog and was sitting on top of the mess, lol
Sure, I could've cleaned up but I was busy chillaxing...
John and I are collaborating on a project. Do you recall the Rafeal series?
It's 3 more books in the Pater Nostras, canis dirus series.
Thought y'all might enjoy to hear more about the werewolves with the incomprable John Brodrick fighting the good fight.
Here's an excerpt from that series...
Rafeal Ab Intitio (from the beginning)
(John Brodrick)
"And I shall stand, here, at the Pleroma Sanctuarie for it was I am called to do by the eternals.
I will not faulter, or fail you. I heed the words of the rendition...in this I am true enough.
Were I to turn and run from the responsibilties bestowed upon me, I'd be no less than the beasts that I raise my sword to.
I have taken possession of the dear Sawyer.
It wasn't an option really...
She'd no' leave the side of Declan McDaniels.
Left with no choice to speak of, I drugged her and tossed her in the back of my auto.
Rather archiac of me shouldn't you think?
Yet this is precisely what I indeed acted out...as an agent of such I will do what I must.
Sawyer protested quite a great deal, on her behalf I applaud the grand effort to stay her course.
Pointless of course.
My temperment doesn't afford this latitude, for her or anyone else.
I am not a man to be triffled with, on this day or any other.
I was furious with McDaniels for his treatment of my person.
Who was he to threaten me?
He had no idea who, or for that matter what I am...
And so you ask, what have I got to do with Sawyer and her life?
I came into her rather abrubtly.
She had been writing about me for years, though she'd not admit this fact to you or anyone else.
She'd have you believe that the tell was all to do with Declan or Ethan.
It wasn't.
One look at me and she knew this to be true.
I glance over to her serene face and wonder what all of the fuss is about...
She's no' the glamerous women that I've seen to my bed, yet I am compelled to seek in her what I could not with others.
The Saint is the 'real deal' as they'd remark.
I don't really give a damn what others say, opinion means nothing to me.
I follow my heart, I lead, I do not follow.
So we embark on this quest together, whether she is finding me agrreable or no'.
For the moment we remain friends, in the future we shall see where fate brings us.
One thing is for certain: I will forge forward and erase all memory of these men from her mind.
There is fact and there is fiction.
I am real.
I will take what belongs to me...
And Sawyer belongs to me...
(Declan)
