The Winter Moon's Wolf [Men of Silo: 3] by Diana Dericci

Author:Diana Dericci [Dericci, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction & Literature, Lgbt, Romance, Paranormal, Gay & Lesbian, Purple Sword Publications
ISBN: 9781612920931
Amazon: B00HG2S296
Barnesnoble: B00HG2S296
Publisher: Purple Sword Publications
Published: 2013-11-30T14:00:00+00:00

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Cade waited and listened.

Dean didn’t try to follow. He didn’t hear the car start up again either, and after a few minutes, he realized why. The other man was waiting for Cade.

Shit!

He paced in slow circles in the tall weeds and frozen, dried grasses. This was not how he wanted Dean to find out about the wolf. He was grateful the man had thought he’d really only been a homeless dog, but fuck and hell.

How was he going to get to his clothes? How was he going to explain this to Dean? He’d hidden when he’d heard the car pull up. With the angle Dean had parked at, he could see right inside through the demolished hole in the side wall, so Cade had hunkered down and hoped he’d drive away again.

No such luck.

As soon as Dean had discovered his motorcycle and knew he was there, Cade knew he’d start looking for him.

Silently, he was cussing in ways that would have had his mother after him with a bar of soap.

After another ten minutes in the freezing cold, he couldn’t make Dean suffer. It was getting colder now that any sunlight was gone.

“Cade! Come on. It’s fucking cold as shit out here. Where are you?”

He sighed in defeated acceptance, hanging his head.

With his tail and his head low, he emerged out of the field and dragged his ass toward the shed. He could stay hidden, but he’d still have to explain what he’d been doing there. He’d tried to make the best decisions during his lifetime. He could only hope this was one of them.

“Hey,” Dean called gently, the one word full of genuine concern.

Lifting his line of sight, he landed right on a pair of green eyes that were pinned on him as he approached.

“It’s cold out here, huh? I bet you’re freaking cold, too.” He squatted down and let a hand hang limp off a knee, knuckles lightly bent in offering.

Cade let the wolf greet him. Let him run his face all over that hand. He even licked at Dean’s cold fingers once.

He couldn’t hide the terror that this was all he’d get of the man once he knew the truth.

“I don’t know what you are, a hybrid maybe. At least you’re friendly.” He continued to talk in a soothing, calm voice.

Cade would have chuckled if he’d been on two feet. No, not a hybrid. At least not the kind Dean was thinking of. After a long nuzzle against his outstretched hand, he backed up and stared right into him.

He hardly moved, didn’t twitch, didn’t blink. He hoped Dean made the connection when he saw him face to face again.

Almost sick to his stomach with what he was about to do, he backed up and slipped behind the shed to dress. On two feet.

A few minutes later he heard, “Cade! Come on man. There’s a poor dog out here freezing to death. I’m about to take him home with me and leave your sorry ass out here.

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