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

“Oh, Fuck. No, no, no.” Sheamus slammed a hand into the wheel. The moon wasn’t supposed to be full. He’d been watching it swell on an app on his phone, but the timer assured him it was still days away. He looked at the sky through the windshield and still saw the missing slice from the moon.


“It’s not full yet,” Jake said slowly. “But it’s shifting. Changing. I’m basically in PMS mode.”


Jake laughed. It was low and throaty, still mixed with his own voice but also highlighted by an animalistic gruffness. “Yeah, sort off. The monster stuff is actually stronger now that I take testosterone.”


Chapter 6