Sheamus O'Mallory misses the good old days. Back when you could smoke without worrying about getting cancer, police work was simple, and Toronto hadn't been rebranded The Neon City, supernatural refuge of the country. Now monsters crawl around every single corner, and while it makes for good business working as a PI in this new neon landscape, he can't help but miss a lot of other creature comforts.<br><br>Things change when he's been tasked to track Jake Ohk, an MIA werewolf who needs to return to his pack in order to fulfill his biological duty in his birth gender. While Sheamus is sympathetic to gender concerns in this new landscape, he knows from his time on the force to not mess with supernatural law. So when he finds Jake, he is determined to bring him back to his pack leader, and wipe his hands clean of the entire affair.<br><br>The night does not go as planned. Even though it is not a full moon yet, there are already far too many changes lurking under Jake's skin to simply walk away and never think of his piercing blue eyes again ...

Creature Comfort

“Don’t worry, Shea,” Billy said. “There will be many more chances to get The Great Blue Meanie on film. Just—”


Sheamus ignored Billy and followed in line behind Jake as he darted into an alleyway. Sheamus was able to slip away from the paparazzi and the hangers-on quite easily; Jake was only halfway through the alleyway when he caught up to him. His back was to Sheamus as he stood looking at his phone. It was a burner one, hexed with protection magic in neon green, which only confirmed yet again that this was his missing werewolf. As if the piercing eyes—or your hard cock—wasn’t enough to convince you. Sheamus shuddered. He tried to focus on his mission, and only his mission, not his daydreams over the profile image.


Chapter 3