Three years ago, Lyle made a mistake that cost him his freedom, and almost his life. Now, sick to death of watching his father love the man that Lyle wanted, Lyle accepts an offer to leave Wolf, WY, behind and see what life in Washington, DC,. can do for him instead.<br><br>When Lyle comes across a seductive, attractive stranger with a fascinating yet terrifying view of humanity, he's more than intrigued. It doesn't take Lyle long to realize that Arius isn't just playing games, though, and when Lyle runs across a secret in Arius' lair he has no choice but to flee, even knowing his actions will enrage Arius.<br><br>On the run, with only a psychic's second sight and his own instinct to help him, Lyle has nowhere to go but home. The only question is, will they have him when he shows up.

Wolf, en Garde

Lyle planted all four paws squarely and he lowered his head again, but this time he firmed his shoulders and sharpened his ears. He made sure the low growl he replied with came all the way up from his guts.


Although the flash of pleasure Lyle got from the man’s widening eyes and quick flinch warmed Lyle from tail to nose, it was so short-lived that it might never existed. The man reached forward with both hands, caught each side of Lyle’s muzzle and dug his fingers into Lyle’s fur. He yanked Lyle’s head forward, bared his own teeth in a sneer, and screamed. The sound ripped through the night—something cat-like and demonic, both ear-splitting and mind-numbing—and a long, sharp set of canines and laterals glinted star-white behind the man’s drawn lips. Lyle didn’t hear his own yelp—he only recalled it hearing it later—and he pulled back so hard that his fur tore out in the man’s hand.


Chapter 13