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

The scent that pinged Lyle’s consciousness grew to a disorienting level. The motel room was gone, replaced by a sunshine-drenched meadow where overgrown spices and tall grasses danced in windswept joy, where vanilla beans tumbled over bunches of wintergreen sage, and pine trees shivered their clean, bright scent over both their bodies. Outside the sky roared a closer, more furious grumble and less than a second later, the brilliance of midday blasted through the room with a glorious crackle.


Lyle’s head was touched, gently at first as though checking, confirming, asking for permission without speaking. Then Lyle opened his throat, taking every inch of Rafe he could manage, and all ten of Rafe’s fingers threaded into Lyle’s hair and clutched it.


“Oh, my God!” Rafe’s stomach tightened, his upper body rolled, and his hips began to keep time to the bobbing of Lyle’s head. “Yes, oh God, yes. Damn, Lyle, that’s…ah…ha!”


Chapter 65