I was tagged to share the latest paragraph of my WIP.
So, here you have a snippet of The Bad Wolf (unedited)
Michael leaned against the door jam and watched Evan sleep. The pain had gotten too much for the man. Doc Anderson had spent the last hour carefully removing the silver pellets from Evan's shoulder, chest, and stomach, and then suturing the largest of the wounds. The man had regained consciousness once Michael and Mason had gotten him back up to the house. He'd been evasive, choosing to remain silent as they had cleaned him up and changed his clothes. There had been so much blood, the silver pellets keeping the wounds fresh and bleeding.