The Persecution of the Wolves by Lucy Felthouse

Author:Lucy Felthouse
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: thriller, gay, paranormal, supernatural, werewolves, mm, whodunnit, pnr, straight
Publisher: Lucy Felthouse

Chapter Twenty

Someone knocked on the door. The two of them sprang apart, looked at the door then back at each other. Isaac cupped the bulge in his shorts, pushed at it in the hope it would go down before Nathaniel opened the door. “Fuck!” he spat. “Seriously? Who’s that?”

Nathaniel shrugged, his expression indicating he was equally unhappy about the interruption. “I don’t know. I’m certainly not expecting anyone.”

Lowering his voice, Isaac replied, “Why don’t we just ignore it then?” Grinning in what he hoped was a seductive manner, he stepped back towards his soon-to-be lover.

Nathaniel returned his grin. “I like your thinking. Come on—let’s go upstairs.” He reached out his hand and Isaac took it.

Before they could move, someone hammered at the door so hard it shook in its frame. “Isaac! I know you’re in there! Let me in!”

Matthew. Of course it was fucking Matthew. His cock went down like a deflating balloon. “For fuck’s sake,” he hissed, pulling his hand from Nathaniel’s and clenching his fists, his rage towards his brother growing fast. “How the hell does he know I’m here? And what in God’s name does he want?”

Nathaniel raised his eyebrows. “You two have a fight or something?”

“You could say that. I’d better answer the door before he breaks it down.”

“Be my guest. I’ll give you two some privacy.”

“Oh, don’t worry.” Isaac’s smiled tightly. “I’ll be taking this outside.”

This time, Nathaniel’s eyebrows almost shot into his hairline. “Um, okay…”

Isaac flung the door open. Matthew stood there, red-faced and wild-eyed. “Get out here,” he all but growled.

“For fuck’s sake, you’re my brother, not my dad.” He threw an apologetic glance over his shoulder at Nathaniel, then stepped outside and gently closed the door behind him. There was no reason to take his anger out on Nathaniel’s property. Breezing past his brother, he headed to the end of the garden path and out into the road. Turning, he said, “What the hell do you want? I told you I was going for a run!”

Looking Isaac up and down, Matthew sneered, “Doesn’t look as if you’ve been doing much running. Another kind of exercise, maybe.”

Ignoring his brother’s snarky comments, Isaac replied, “How did you know I was here?”

“Call it a lucky guess. I’ve known you for over four hundred years, Isaac. It didn’t take much brain power to work out where you’d go when you were pissed off with me. I mean, what better possible way to get your own back?” He jerked his thumb at Nathaniel’s house. “Good, was it? Didn’t last long.”

The arousal that had been coursing through Isaac’s veins only minutes earlier transformed into pure, unadulterated fury. An uncontrollable urge took over his mind and body and, hardly knowing what he was doing, he rushed at Matthew, arms outstretched.

Matthew, clearly not expecting his usually placid brother to attempt to knock seven bells of hell out of him, didn’t react. So when Isaac let his fist fly at Matthew’s face, he took the full brunt of it. His head snapped to the side, the sound of impact almost deafening in the quiet street.

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