Three young men from very different homes, just coming into their own sexuality, bond at a time when information about homosexuality is scarce to the average teen. Their strong connection cannot survive high school and heartache, however, and their triangle collapses under the weight of prejudice and a need to escape.<br><br>Ten years later, Tucker is bitter and hurt by all the tragedy in his life since those long ago happier days. Reclusive, somewhat animalistic, and completely content to stay that way, he’s brought up short by an unexpected confrontation with the past and feelings that won't stay buried.

Fur, Feathers, and Claws

He had to be a reporter—that made the most sense—probably after Glory’s cub. He peered over the level edge, rolling slightly forward, possibly for a better view, while planning his dismount. “How in hell am I going to get down there?” His mouthing was slow and deliberate, his thought process obvious. Tucker wondered the same. He wondered if he should let him. Sometimes toying with one’s prey was better than an outright kill: any animal knew that. It could be fun to play with the guy a little, and that’s what Tucker decided to do.


The prowler leaned over a little. “Son of a bitch.” And then a little further—a little too far.


Chapter 5