Genre: Urban Fantasy
When a scientist runs an experiment on three separate college campuses that goes horribly wrong, several hundred students find their lives altered forever. They must learn to adapt to their new lives as Werewolves. Immediately after the incident a government program was put in place to keep track of these unwitting subjects. After a year the program falls apart as those in charge argue on how to proceed.
Without the programmers constantly looking over their shoulders the werewolves have now started to organize themselves. Creating their own hierarchy and alliances.
Jack is the Alpha of Pacific Northwest University's pack F. He thought the government had finally taken a step back and let him and the other Alphas run their packs. Recently, however, he has been hearing rumblings about the programmers wanting to reinstate the program. He thought they were just rumors until he finds out one of his pack is being threatened by several of the lab assistants that took part in the original experiment. Now Jack must scramble to find allies and hunt down those threatening his pack. The more he goes looking the bigger the plot becomes.
Lyra knew the Weres who jumped her were members of pack L, former lab assistants of Berman’s from Pacific Northwest University. They hadn’t tried to negotiate this time, but had simply jumped her as turned the corner on her way home from the off-leash dog park in her neighborhood.
As soon as she smelled her attackers approaching, she turned to Hazel and pretended to have lost her cell phone. Hazel hadn’t questioned it, just taken Fizgig’s leash from Lyra’s outstretched hand and continued walking to Lyra’s apartment.
Lyra double-timed it toward the park. She knew her attackers would follow. All she needed was enough distance between them and Hazel. Lyra loved Hazel like family, but the other woman was not a fighter. Hazel would try, but she would only be hurt or used against Lyra. It didn’t really help matters that Hazel and Lyra knew all of each other’s secrets. In Lyra’s case some of those secrets could get them killed.
Lyra knew leading the attackers away from Hazel and the dogs was her best and only option. As the outskirts of the forested trail closed in around her, Lyra spun and braced herself for the attack. She could smell the malicious intent like rotting meat rolling off of them. She had one advantage: they didn’t know how well she could fight. Growing up in a predominantly male social group, Lyra had honed her skills. They thought girls were weak. They would underestimate her. Lyra gave a small grin as the three Weres came into view around the bend.
Lyra posed as if she’d been off-guard and was helpless, widening her eyes and shrinking away in horror. The tallest guy headed toward her. Lyra counted, waiting until the last second when his arms stretched out to grab her. She roundhouse-kicked him in the head. The Were crumpled. Weres could take and dole out major damage and Lyra was stronger than most. The blow had landed perfectly, and he’d be out of commission for a few minutes.
The other two men didn’t make the same mistake; they rushed her. Lyra backed up. She needed more room than the thin nature trail provided. She was able to get one punch in to the guy on her left before the other man grabbed her.
Panic began to rise as a strong arm banded around her throat. Screaming to herself, she pushed the panic aside. She struggled to remember the course of action for this type of attack. Using the heel of her shoe, she stomped on her attacker’s foot. Inwardly she swore as she connected with a boot—she couldn’t do any damage that way. His arm tightened, and she knew he meant for her to lose consciousness. That would be bad. She felt the loss of breath acutely and Lyra knew she had maybe thirty seconds to get out of the hold before she was incapacitated.
She gave one swift kick behind her as she dug both her thumbs at her throat to relieve the pressure. Her kick hit true and her attacker cried out as her heel connected with groin.
She felt the man back up and she moved the opposite direction, scanning for the Were she’d punched in the stomach. She didn’t see him, not at first, but what she did see made her curse.
About the Author:
Gretchen happily lives in Seattle, Washington where she spends her time creating new characters and situations to put them in. She also enjoys cheering on her local sports teams, even though it sometimes seems they are allergic to winning.
Gretchen has spent most of her life in Washington state. She graduated from Central Washington University with a BA in History and a BA in Philosophy. Though there was a brief stint after college where she lived in Florida and worked for the mouse (Disney World). She loves that Washington provides a large range of activities, from Shakespeare in the park to rodeos.
She has had a love of reading and telling stories as far back as she, or anyone else, can remember. Currently, she loves to read the same genres she writes. She also loves exploring her home state. At the end of her adventures she unwinds by curling up on the couch, knitting while catching up TV shows via Netflix.
Please welcome author Gretchen SB who has stoped by to tell us about herself and the Berman's Wolves.
What is your favorite part of the story, Berman's Wolves?
My favorite part of the story…hmm. I enjoyed writing the prologue. The initial prologue was ‘meh’ at best. So when it was suggested that I rewrite it I struggled at first but as I watched the scene playing in my head I began to enjoy it and got really into writing it. Since I initially wrote the story in 2008 it is hard for me to remember what parts were most enjoyable.
How long did it take you to write Berman's Wolves?
From start to finish, nine months. Berman’s Wolves was the first story I ever wrote from start to finish. Before then I would write as much as 60 pgs before my imagination would wander off and want to do something else. At the time I was having weekly coffee dates with a good friend of mine. She was Beta reading for me, so her asking ‘what happens next’ was more incentive to get the book done.
Who or what inspired you to be a writer?
I like to create new things. I like to say to myself ‘well, what if this happened?’ then play out the response. The most fun part of writing fiction for me is that I create the world I am writing in from scratch. I decide what rules I do and do not want to follow. That is what inspired me to write instead of act (which was my goal for a long time) I got to decide the world I played in instead of playing in someone else’s.
How do you overcome writer’s block?
Maybe I am strange but I do not often get writer’s block. I get writer’s laziness or a wrong turn in the plot. Both of those stop me from writing more than a block ever does. Some days I will come home from the day job and just want to veg on the couch and watch something ridiculous on TV. All I want is to relax. Writing is not in the forefront of my mind. That halts my writing the most often. I have yet to figure out how to overcome that. It is hard to push myself to write when my imagination is acting like a small child throwing a tantrum. But when I am sitting at the computer and cannot figure out what should happen next. I go backward. I find that the block is coming from boxing the characters into a plot that does not work with their personalities or with the overall story.
Can you share a little of your current work with us?
Sure, I am working on a detective story about a homicide cop that stumbles in to the paranormal world that has always been around him. He spends a chunk of the book in denial but eventually realizes that he has to embrace the paranormal if he hopes to catch the killer.
What book are you reading now?
I am reading a handful of free chick lit books from Amazon on my Kindle. I tend to read mostly on my bus ride to and from the day job. I think the one I am reading right now is called Morning After. It is a thriller romance about a woman being stalked and the man that is trying to keep her safe.
What do you prefer paperback, hardcover, or ebooks?
It is a tie between paperback and hardcover. While I love hardcover books, they are more expensive and the dust jackets can be a pain. I thought I would hate ebook readers. I was adamant for a long time. Then I bought one for my bus rides, because it was getting hard to juggle the books and my coffee and get enough light. Now that I have one I like it, but nothing can replace the excitement of cracking open a new book, feeling and smelling the pages, and being able to visually follow your progress through the book.
Do you have anything specific that you want to say to your readers?
I would like to say, I hope you enjoy my books! And thank you so much for taking the time to read them! I hope you enjoy the characters and the worlds as much as I do. Also I am sorry that I am so atrocious at updating my social media.