Brance Brenneman is used to harsh conditions -- the eldest son of a stern Amish preacher, Brance was bit by a werecat as a young boy, and managed to keep his secret from his family until he was old enough to leave them and their religion behind. Years later, when the nation is divided by the American Civil War, Brance finds himself enlisted in the Union army. By sheer chance, he meets Caleb Chilson, a Confederate soldier who bears his same shapeshifting burden.<br><br>Together they leave the war behind to forge a new life in the wilderness of Pennsylvania. But trappers near their camp are hunting bobcats, and they don't much care if Brance and Caleb are only in the fur part of the time. Brance finds his peaceful existence shattered, and he has to fight to defend the life -- and the bobcat, the man -- he's come to love.

Beneath a Yankee Sky

Each day’s trek took them farther into the woods.When the last of their foodstores were gone,Brance hunted small game to feed them both,until Caleb was strong enough to take on the task of hunting again.They took only what they needed to survive.At night they huddled together beneath a Yankee sky,blankets tucked in as they held each other close,exhausted from the day’s journey.Some evenings Caleb would trail a hand down Brance’s bare stomach,fingers twining in the thick shock of curls at his crotch.“I haven’t had you in forever,”he’d purr,even if they’d just made love that morning;any time apart seemed like an eternity to him.He snuggled into Brance’s arms as his hand did delicious things to Brance’s dick and balls.“Take me again tonight.”


Despite the lustful sensations stirring in him,Brance pointed out,“Sooner or later,that tin of lard will be gone.Then what?”


Chapter 13