Wolverton Blood
Chapter One
Timber closed her eyes and took a deep breath. She was right where she aimed all
her life, and she couldn't let anything damper her spirits.
Fight the panic, she prayed for strength.
Though not a firm believer in God, she didn't think it hurt to try and get some
outside guidance.
With a conservative smile, she took her sunglass out of her bag and sat them on
top of her head in case she had another bout of the wild eyes. Whenever
possible, she avoided letting anyone see her irises change colors. It brought
questions, and she didn't like the feeble excuses she made up to divert them.
The glasses slipped forward. She caught them and pushed them back in place.
When the fine hairs on her neck prickled, she listened with an intense sense of
forewarning and waited. The panic r ... read full excerpt from Wolverton Blood ebook
