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

“All right. I’ll take you to my place. Where I stay, I mean; it’s not really my place, but you can shower and you can sleep. Mary usually rests during the afternoon, and Henry should be tinkering in the garage. If they’re there at all.” He reached out to steady the man again and assessed every bit of the man’s form. The eyes. The sharp cheekbones and jaw line. The way the clothes hung like there was barely anything underneath them. “It’s Lyle, by the way. Not Wolf. I think it would be wise for you not to say that.”


“Nobody questions a nickname,” the man said with a slight smile. “But okay. I’m Rafe.” He rolled the R and held the E. To Lyle it sounded like an odd pronunciation, Rahfee, and while Rafe had no discernible accent when he spoke, there was an obvious lilt of one when he said his name. It was an inflection that was deep and musical and probably some kind of European, though Lyle couldn’t place anything more specific than that.


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