Fading (Shifter Rescue) by Sean Michael

Author:Sean Michael [Michael, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: BIN 07660-02470
Published: 2016-03-13T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven

Jag spent the day snuggling with the kitties. It was wonderful. He hadn’t had a chance to do something like this in a long time. Better than that, he wanted to do this -- he wanted to be with these sweet kits. He was falling for them. He wanted them for himself. God. He wasn’t supposed to. But the heart wanted what the heart wanted. And he couldn’t deny them.

It would no doubt take way longer to convince them than himself. Possibly not Hill. That kit was need made flesh. And so sexy. Jag was aroused just thinking about Hill. Cather was going to be a different story. Jag liked to think he had the patience to deal with the beast, though. The part that fascinated him was how Hill called their lost lover “Master.” The thought of hearing that from these boys made him moan. He knew he was a top, but he’d never dreamed he’d have anyone of his own.

And these were two boys. Two challenges. Two bodies.

He yowled softly, stretching and rubbing against their lovely bodies, their fur so much longer and thicker than his own. Hill’s fur was more than recovered, and Cather’s was slowly filling out with each meal. Only three days and already they showed remarkable improvement.

He got up and padded to the water bowl, drinking and licking his muzzle. He was hungry, but he was going to have to shift to go out.

Hill stretched and shifted into his human skin, heading for the bathroom. Jag admired the kit until Hill had disappeared, then after taking a last sniff to assure himself Cather was okay, he shifted, too and headed to the kitchen.

He heard the shower came on, Hill beginning to sing. Happy kit. He wished Cather had half the optimism and hope of Hill. They were very different, though, for all they seemed alike on the surface. Perhaps this would give him a bit of time alone with Cather, though. Some one-on-one time.

He grabbed the meat that had been left for them in the fridge and a big bottle of water and went back to the bedroom.

Cather’s depression seemed endless, like a deep pool that refused to be shaken. Jag returned to the bedroom, being noisy. “I have food and fresh water. Join me, Cather.”

Cather had the most expressive tail ever. It spoke volumes with a single, dismissive flick.

Jag shook his head and laid the food in the middle of the room, the water next to it. Then he went and picked Cather up. It wasn’t quite as easy as it had been the first day, but it wasn’t that much harder either. He laid Cather down near the food, then shifted and yowled at the stubborn kit. Cather growled right back, snarling at him.

He stood up and stared Cather down. Eat. Eat now.

Or what? You’ll bite me? Fuck. Off.

I am the Alpha. You are going to eat or I am going to get the feeding tube.

You wouldn’t dare!

Jag’s answer was a stare, steady, sure and utterly cold.

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