The Boy and His Wolf by Sean Thomas

Author:Sean Thomas [Thomas, Sean]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: lgbt books, teen wolf, gay werewolves, male male romance, werewolves alpha, wolves, gay romance, wolves erotica, gay
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

The memorial was over and with it the pleasantries between the two packs. After being accused of murder and watching Dash question my loyalty, I wasn’t in the best of moods. Add the fact that we were hot and heavy just moments before and I was royally pissed.

“And how do we know you’re not behind this?” Carson asked, asking the sanest question I’d heard all night.

Sylvia looked to Dash with sympathy. “I take it he’s not the brains?”

Dash raised his eyebrows and looked away.

“You didn’t answer my question.” Carson spoke the words slower.

Sylvia eyed him with annoyance and answered fleetingly. “If I wanted your pack dead, sweetheart, rest assured we wouldn’t be having this conversation.”

Jacey stepped forward to cut off whatever Carson was about to say. “Then what about Silver Creek?”

“Elias’ pack?” Dash shook his head. “No. They hardly leave Routt or Steamboat. We’re talking about a rogue pack trying to make a name for themselves.”

“But why Richton? Why our pack?” Marco asked, asking the very question I was thinking.

Sylvia uncrossed her arms. “Could have been any of us. Luck of the draw, favored land…doesn’t matter now.”

Doesn’t matter now. The words filled Dash’s already cramped kitchen. It was too late to save the lives lost and Sylvia wanted blood. Her goons cracked their necks, all three at the same time, and I couldn’t have been the only one wondering how many times they choreographed that. Jacey took a step away from the three men and I was pretty sure it was out of tact and not fear.

“Someone was able to get close enough to poison Richton,” Grady said quietly at the table.

“Someone knew Richton’s hunting schedule,” Sylvia spoke up, looking directly at Dash.

Marco told me Grady found Richton’s body, slashed down the back with black tar oozing from the wound. A Banshee sword could definitely have poisoned Richton, which would point to Hunters, but now there was a rogue pack involved. None of it made any sense.

Dash looked to Syliva. “Richton had gone hunting the day before. Someone would have been trailing him, though how they would have gotten past Richton’s senses…I don’t know.”

Even though I wasn’t looking at Dash, I heard the hurt in his voice. It wasn’t often Dash sounded defeated, but this was one of those times. The Alpha was the leader and elder of the pack and for many wolves, their passing was like losing a parent. I wasn’t a wolf and therefore didn’t feel the supernatural bond that my friends felt towards Richton, but I felt bad all the same. He had been a good man and he deserved a better death than what he got.

“Which means you all let your guard down enough for another wolf to study you or you have a traitor in your midst.” Sylvia looked at everybody in the room except me.

“Which is why we should be out there looking for the bastard that did this.” Carson slammed his fist into the counter.

“Do you have any concept of what we’re doing?” Sylvia asked him, the annoyance in her voice palpable.

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