Wolfkin by Emily Veinglory

Author:Emily Veinglory [Veinglory, Emily]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Wolfkin

what came to his hand was fire. It flared suddenly about him, blinding even as it illuminated, and he knew not to fear it. Although he was barely able to think at all, he did accept that the fire was his, from inside of him.

He wavered, knee deep in freezing water, feet slipping on a bed of unsteady, rounded stones, and he felt the flame rush over him, pooling in his hands and throwing harsh yellow light over a cluttered terrain of clay, rock and broken branches. The fire flickered, coalesced to surround his hands, held out from his body. Before him, skidding in pursuit of them, was a large wolf. It seemed ready to leap but faltered when a man’s voice called out hastily from above.

“Umi, you might notice that the boy’s actually trying to protect your brother.” A bearded man stood poised at the top of the slope, bracing himself on a tree trunk. The wolf hunched and transformed into a muscular woman with gleaming yellow eyes.

“Trae,” she called. “I saw him attack you.”

Trae levered himself upright and waded to the bank of the stream towards her, water streaming from his skin and thick tufts of fur. “We were having a disagreement, sister dear. The priestling here was doing his best to sacrifice himself to allow me to get away from these sadistic damned lowlanders. Arun, please forgive me for suggesting that glowing like a torch is not a good tactical move, right now—impressive as it might be.”

Arun’s chest heaved with labored, frightened breaths. He curled his fists and willed the flames to die—hardly knowing what summoned them in the first place, or whether they were under his control at all. But they barely flickered, just continued to wreathe themselves about his fingers, guttering over but never touching the skin. Finally he bent and dipped both hands in the river and the uncanny fire seemed to endure even that for a few moments before reluctantly going out.

The two wolfkin embraced and Arun stood back as they assured each other of their good health. They were joined by the man. Umi introduced him to her brother matter-of-factly as, “Rasht, my lover.”

Arun’s feet were numbing to nonexistence when Umi turned to him suspiciously.

“Do priests of the fire not feel the cold?”

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