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

There were two double beds in the room with patchwork-styled quilts on each. The walls were high school cafeteria cream. The rug was dung brown. The odor of cigarette smoke and a thousand different bodies clung to every soft surface in the place. “A room to hang oneself in,” Lyle mumbled.


“Don’t you dare.” Rafe dropped the bag of stakes he’d brought from the car and fell face first onto the far mattress. Spread-eagled, he turned his neck to watch Lyle assess the room. “So, just wondering, but are you going to call your father?”


Lyle stepped forward, dropped a plastic bag with the six-pack of beer on the desk side of the TV stand, and kicked off his shoes. Now that was a good question—one he’d thought of somewhere in the neighborhood of sixty or eighty times since Rafe had appeared. He’d come up with the same answer to it every time. “No.”


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