Sometimes it takes a strong man to get the job done.
Who knew walking in the woods would lead to the adventure of his life? Not Hans. Being held captive by robbers isn’t his idea of fun, but there’s a silver lining in the form of a hunky wolf shifter. Hans is coming into his own and realizing the depths of his brawn, but things aren’t what they seem. Can Hans sort out his feelings for the wolf and defeat the forces working to keep them from their happily ever after before time runs out?
“Black Forest City is a realm.” Pietro folded his arms. “It’s where all the shifters, vampires, Faeries, you name it, can live without being punished. They can do all the strange things they do without the humans freaking out. If you got in, you must’ve had some sort of Faery blood in you or something.”
Faery blood? “You’re here.”
“I shift into a wolf. I track, attack, and get the hell out before the cops see me.”
That made sense. The Captain took in people he could use. “He wanted you for recon. May I see you in your wolf form, or is that only when there’s danger?”
Hans couldn’t help but smile. He’d always wanted a dog. He didn’t see Pietro as a simple dog, but then again, three days earlier he wouldn’t have admitted he was gay.
“Yeah.” Pietro sighed and settled on his hands and knees on the floor. He closed his eyes, and the umber hairs on his head spread along his body. His clothes tore and fell into a heap beneath him. His nose elongated, and a tail swished from his backside. Pietro raised his head and let out a howl that echoed through the apartment. Stunned and intrigued by Pietro’s new form, Hans knelt next to his lover and offered his hand. The wolf nudged him, allowing Hans to scratch him behind the ears.
“You’re elegant in this form.”
The wolf licked Hans’ hand.
“I like it.” Hans rested his head on the wolf’s head. “I like it very much. I like you.”
The fur disappeared, and Pietro’s human features returned. “I’m glad you do.” He cupped Hans’ cheek. “I don’t shift for just anyone.”
“You don’t stroll around nude for just anyone, either.” Hans bit back a laugh. “I assume it’s part of the shifting process, clothes getting in the way?”
“They can.” Pietro stood and strolled from the room. He came back a moment later with boxer shorts, socks, a fresh T-shirt, and jeans.
“Why didn’t you take your clothes off before you shifted?” Hans nodded to the shirt. “Might have been easier.”
“I got excited and wanted to show you.”
About the Author
Megan Slayer, aka Wendi Zwaduk, is a multi-published, award-winning author of more than one-hundred short stories and novels. She’s been writing since 2008 and published since 2009. Her stories range from the contemporary and paranormal to LGBTQ and BDSM themes. No matter what the length, her works are always hot, but with a lot of heart. She enjoys giving her characters a second chance at love, no matter what the form. She’s been the runner up in the Kink Category at Love Romances Café as well as nominated at the LRC for best author, best contemporary, best ménage and best anthology. Her books have made it to the bestseller lists on Amazon.com.
When she’s not writing, Megan spends time with her husband and son as well as three dogs and three cats. She enjoys art, music and racing, but football is her sport of choice. Find out more about Megan and Wendi at: http://wendizwaduk.com/indexMegan.htm Sign up for the newsletter here: http://ymlp.com/xgjmjumygmgj