Blood Howl by Alex Kidwell

Author:Alex Kidwell [Kidwell, Robin Saxon and Alex]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press LLC

Chapter Ten

Jed

JUST a little news flash—werewolves were real. Big furry dogs with the teeth and the claws and the only coming out at the full moon? Oh, yeah. Very, very real. Which was kind of a lot to wrap anybody’s brain around, but when said werewolf was the guy you were kind of whatever with, it added a whole new dimension to things. Jed was trying not to think about it. Which, matter of fact, was working out fine for him. Probably because Redford was so… Redford, was so utterly benign, it was easy to forget what he’d turned in to.

What Jed hadn’t told him was that he’d been scared. All night. Sure, it’d turned out that a little alpha dog posturing and Red was happy as houses, but there had always been that fear. All it’d take was for the wolf to realize that he out-muscled Jed, that those fangs weren’t made for kissing daisies, and everyone would have been in a world of hurt. Hell, who knew if the next time Jed’s act would work so well? Alpha he was not, and he liked it that way. Every relationship—if you could call them that—had him so far on the bottom he was licking toes, and quite frankly, Jed felt comfortable there. At least then he knew his place; at least then he was almost seen.

Whatever the fuck this was, this thing, this growing, evolving emotion that tightened in his chest whenever he got close to Redford, it wasn’t his usual. It wasn’t him submitting and begging for scraps. It was something bigger and more terrifying than that. Wasn’t near as simple, either.

And right then, it had him smack dab in the middle of the monkey exhibit, with Redford holding onto his hand, staring in utter delight.

Sounded like the punch line to a joke, really. Except Jed was anything but laughing. Redford’s fingers felt strong and sure laced through his own, a little jolt of surprised heat skittering down his spine every time Red’s thumb arced along his skin. This was horribly domestic and borderline diabetes-inducing, but there wasn’t a damn place in the world he’d rather be. Which was almost as scary as a big fucking werewolf trying to take off his head.

Buck was his type. End of story. The guy was his type, was the only type of guy he’d ever been attracted to, and he was a hell of a lay. Yet here he was, at the goddamn zoo instead of getting fucked in the backseat of Buck’s very large limo. Why? Because instead of keeping his deliciously huge hands to himself, Buck had decided to start eye-fucking Redford. The thought of it still made something sick twist in Jed’s belly. So instead of enjoying the kiss, he’d been busy restraining his urge to shoot Buck in the face. Kind of put a damper on the mood.

Not that there had really been a mood. The whole time he’d been manhandled and leered at, all Jed had really wanted to do was grab Redford and leave.

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