Camp H.O.W.L. by Bru Baker

Author:Bru Baker [Baker, Bru]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay romance
ISBN: 978-1-63533-800-3
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Published: 2017-11-01T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

ADRIAN seemed happy in his wolf form, so Tate didn’t pressure him into shifting back once they’d gotten back to the cabin. He, however, wanted a beer, and since he needed thumbs to make that work, he’d have to shift back.

Watching was good practice for Adrian, so he barked sharply to grab his attention before he melted into his shift. Adrian followed hot on his heels when Tate padded down the hall, but he stopped short of following Tate into his room. As a human, a person’s room was a boundary that most wouldn’t invade without permission. As a wolf, it was a den, and the impulse to preserve its privacy was much stronger.

Tate could feel Adrian’s growing anxiety through their bond, so he hurried through getting dressed so he could rejoin him. Adrian was standing at full alert outside the door when Tate emerged, and he ran a hand over the soft fur on top of Adrian’s head as he walked by, marking Adrian with his scent to comfort him. The tension bled out of Adrian’s stance as he trotted down the hall after Tate, which only intensified Tate’s desire for a beer.

Adrian didn’t seem that sold on the concept of moonmates, which was good. He also didn’t seem against the idea of them furthering their bond, which was bad. It had disaster written all over it, but the more time Tate spent with Adrian the less that argument deterred him. Even if it was going to end with him getting his heart broken, it was too hard to fight. Tate had never wanted anyone as much as he wanted Adrian, and his resolve was wearing down.

Tate popped the top off a beer, laughing when Adrian buried his head in his paws when offered one. Tate didn’t blame him. They didn’t lose themselves when they shifted, not after their first time, but things were simpler as a wolf. If Adrian needed time to think, staying shifted would help. Tate, on the other hand, needed time not to think, hence the beer.

“You can stay shifted as long as you like,” he told Adrian. “If you need me to talk you through shifting back, let me know.”

He picked up a book he’d left on the coffee table and curled up on the couch. He’d barely gotten through a chapter before Adrian’s hackles rose and a sharp knock sounded at the door. Tate ran a calming hand over his neck on his way to the door. From the smell of it, someone had sent over dinner.

“Kenya said you’d probably be holed up over here,” Diann said as soon as he opened the door. She held a picnic basket in both hands. “Didn’t want you two to go hungry.”

Tate had gotten takeout from the mess hall dozens of times, and it had never come in a wicker basket before. He raised an eyebrow at her as he took it. It was heavier than he’d expected, and glassware clinked inside it.

“I thought it was taco bar night.

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