In conjunction with the blog tour for The Experiment, I'll be posting an excerpt daily from the book. You can see the schedule for the tour here. Here's today's excerpt:
Cilla
“I could’ve killed the thing if it
wasn’t for your sister,” Brax told
Em, turning to glare at me.
Em blanched, as if the thought of
Brax killing the felit bothered him as much as it had me. “How could you
possibly kill a felit?” Em finally asked. “You’re just . . . you know, human.”
Brax stopped pacing and sat on
another rock across from Emiah. “I told you I was strong.”
“Well, you mostly said you were fast,” Em corrected. “Which we already
knew. You didn’t say you were also freakishly
strong. Felits are one of the most feared predators. Not many things can take
one down. And now you’re saying you have the ability to,” Em gulped, “kill
one?”
Brax shrugged. His breathing had
slowed and he was much calmer than he had been before. “Only if I have the
advantage of surprise. Face to face I wouldn’t fare so well. I was just lucky
his attention was on Cilla.” He glanced my way before returning his attention
to Em. “That way I could grab him from behind. Once I had hold, he couldn’t get
away.”
“Huh,” Em said, his eyes a bit
distant as they were whenever he tried to figure something out. Then his eyes
cleared and he turned his direct look on Brax. “Do you really wonder why Cilla
didn’t want you to kill it? Why my sister, who morphs into a felit, wouldn’t
want to watch you kill a felit?”
Brax jerked at the question, and
shot a look my way. “Jeez, I didn’t think about . . . I’m really sorry, Cilla.
I was just, you know, in the moment, and he was a threat and . . . I’m so
sorry. I didn’t think about the fact that . . .” It was a little comforting to
watch him squirm, I suppose. Then as if the thought had just occurred, he
asked, “Did you know him?”
Scoffing in felit form is an impossibility I
found out just then.
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