Among Wolves (29 page)
Charlie turned to look at him.
"One more time?"
"One more time?" Charlie tilted his head in
curiosity.
Roman took the amulet out of his pocket and
slipped it over his head by the leather string. He reached out his
hand and Charlie clasped it.
"What are we doin', Roman?"
"How about a nighttime romp?" Roman grinned
wickedly.
"Did you figure out a way to control it?"
Charlie's expression lit up. "You dog," he grinned slyly.
"Literally." Roman clasped the amulet in his
hand and rubbed his thumb over the raised images.
A red glow appeared in the distance.
~
"Hey, Charlie…Could ya—" Butch stopped short
as two wolves, one pure black and the other tan, leapt and played
in the snow, wrestling and pinning each other to the ground.
He looked at the horses in apprehension, but
they were already focused on the barn and their oats. A white blur
raced by Butch, between the horses' legs as they continued their
progress to the barn. Harley joined in the fun, not snarling and
growling, but leaping and playing.
"Well, I'll be." Butch rounded up the last of
the horses and made sure they were tucked in their stalls. He stood
to watch the two wolves prance and play in the snow. The black one
wore something around its neck, like a collar. Butch recognized it
as the amulet.
JP and Goat joined him and then realized what
Butch was watching. "Oh no. Here we go," JP said.
"No. Hang on. It ain't like that. I think
they wanted to do this." Butch held JP back.
"Wanted to?" Goat gaped at the wolves and the
crazy Jack Russell.
As if both wolves had just noticed the men,
they came barreling over and JP and Goat shrank back and held up
their hands.
Roman put his paws on Butch's chest and
started licking him.
"Ya jerk! I told ya, not when yer wolf!"
Butch laughed and wiped his face.
JP and Goat appeared stunned as the tan wolf
tried to bait them into a game of tag or race them. Harley wagged
his tail, yipping at the fun.
"Will they turn back?" Goat asked.
"Yeah." Butch petted Roman's fur. "I think
they got this licked."
Roman spun in a circle, his tail held
high.
"Come on!" Butch raced with the wolves and
Harley into the fresh snow, JP and Goat joined them, laughing as if
they were in shock at the strange turn of events.
"One thing I never imagined doing this
Christmas!" JP said, breathlessly, "Was hanging out among
wolves!"
Butch began to laugh. Laugh so hard he was in
tears. He was toppled to the snow and two big wolves, like a couple
of sweet mutts, nuzzled and tugged on his hat and coat.
"I can't wait for you two ta change back."
Butch wrestled with them. "'cuz that's when I get to see ya
nekkid!"
Harley sat beside Butch and panted, looking
in the direction of the hills. Butch tried to see if anything was
there. There was. A faint red glow.
The big black wolf noticed it too, and
stopped to look, snorting in the cold air.
Butch watched it fade and as it did, the two
men were beside him, catching their breath, human, and naked in the
snow.
"Well, at least they didn't get far." Goat
walked to the piles of clothing.
"Look at you two." Butch shook his head in
amazement.
Roman smiled at Charlie, the amulet hanging
around his neck. "Did it hurt, Charlie?"
"Not near as bad. You?"
"Nope." Roman smiled.
Goat dumped their clothing beside them. "I'll
miss you two crazy animals when you're gone."
JP handed Charlie his hat. "Not me. No one
would believe it if I told 'em."
The men stood as they dressed and kept
laughing as if they had just been on the ride of their lives.
Butch picked Harley up in his arms and stared
at the loves of his life.
And you're both mine. Mine
.
The End
Award-winning author G.A. Hauser was born in
Fair Lawn, New Jersey, USA and attended university in New York
City. She moved to Seattle, Washington where she worked as a patrol
officer with the Seattle Police Department. In early 2000 G.A.
moved to Hertfordshire, England where she began her writing in
earnest and published her first book, In the Shadow of Alexander.
Now a full-time writer, G.A. has written over ninety novels,
including several best-sellers of gay fiction. GA is also the
Executive Producer for her first feature film, CAPITAL GAMES. For
more information on other books by G.A., visit the author at her
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G.A. has won awards from All Romance eBooks
for Best Author 2010, 2009, Best Novel 2008, Mile High, and Best
Author 2008, Best Novel 2007, Secrets and Misdemeanors, Best Author
2007.
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IF YOU MISSED THE FIRST TWO BOOKS IN THE
WOLF-SHIFTER SERIES- BE SURE TO FIND OUT MORE ABOUT COWBOY CHARLIE
AND ATF AGENT ROMAN!
(Book 1)
Blurb for Of Wolves and Men
'Cowboy' Charlie Mosby worked on a horse
ranch in Heber, Utah. He loved his work, the owners of the ranch,
and his co-workers; wranglers who helped tourists with guided horse
tours and trail riding all year round.
But after a chance meeting with a handsome
gay man who had helped Charlie change a flat tire on Interstate 80
a month ago, Charlie was beginning to wonder about his sexuality.
And if that wasn't confusing enough, strange things were happening
on the ranch.
Satanic worship? A strange cult ritual?
Whatever it was, it wasn't good for the owners or the horses on
it.
One night Charlie stumbles upon Roman Burk in
the woods, naked, bleeding and shivering in the cold. What Charlie
never imagined was who -or what- Roman was. Even though the
handsome stranger seemed to vanish at times and reappear as if by
magic, Charlie was infatuated by this man.
Roman was fearful of revealing his secret.
Most of all to a cowboy who was spending more time hunting him,
than loving him.
In this shape-shifting story of sexual
bonding and discovery, can both Charlie and Roman find what they're
looking for? It's a question of honor; one that has been up for
debate since the first time man set his eyes on this formidable
predator. It's about the mutual respect of Wolves and Men.
Sample chapter for Of Wolves and Men:
It was crisp and clear. The dark sky was
covered in stars, far more than anyone near a city could see. As he
made his way, his horse the only sound for miles, Charlie realized
his buddy 'Goat' was right. Nothing seemed alive around him.
Usually the songs of night birds or movements of nocturnal hunters
were audible. Not tonight.
A chill rose to his skin, but it was under
his jacket and not from the cold. He had never believed in
supernatural mumbo-jumbo. Didn't pay attention to local Indian
legends, and certainly never believed in ghosts.
He drew near the area where he and Butch had
repaired the fence. It was intact just as he had left it.
The ground was freezing up, and Spirit's
hooves snapped brittle twigs and made heavy clomps on the solid
soil.
A whimper caught his attention. He stopped
Spirit and listened.
A sensation stronger than chills hit him. It
was borderline terror. He jumped off Spirit's back and held the
rein. After a few yards, Spirit refused to keep walking with him,
rearing up but not in a violent way, just being stubborn. Charlie
trusted his horse's instinct. He stopped too.
Another whimper, a very human voice, shocked
him. Spirit would not approach with him, so he dropped the rein and
hurried towards the sound.
In the dimmest of the sliver of moonlight,
Charlie found a man, naked, in the fetal position, shivering.
"Son of a bitch!" He rushed to his side and
found blood spattering him. "Talk to me! Where're you hurt?"
Charlie touched the man's arm.
Immediately the man's brilliant green eyes
met his.
"Hang on! Hang on!" Charlie rushed back to
Spirit who was looking nervous, the whites of his eyes showing.
"Calm down, buddy. Don't you go crazy on me now." Charlie took a
blanket off the saddle and hurried back. He wrapped it around the
shivering man.
"What the hell you doin out here in this
cold? You will get hypothermia." Charlie tried to warm him.
"F…f…freezing…"
"No wonder!" Charlie tucked the blanket
closer around him. "I need to get you out of here."
"No…no police…"
"Look. I just want to get you warm, all
right?"
The man nodded.
"Where's that blood comin' from?" Charlie
began to check the man over. Though he was thinking only of the
man's wellbeing, this man was at least six feet tall, and built
like he had weight lifted at a gym all his life. His hair was jet
black and his jaw had dark designer stubble covering it. He looked
like a city boy, out of his element.
Charlie tucked the blanket high on the man's
chest and inspected his legs for some kind of wound. His thighs
were wide and muscular, his pubic hair as black as his head hair,
and the glance Charlie got of his crotch was enough to know this
man was big everywhere. "Come on, partner. I got to get you warm.
Can you stand?"
The man nodded, struggling to sit
upright.
"You got a name?" Charlie hauled the man to
his feet, feeling his weight leaning heavily on him.
"Roman. Roman Burk." The man's teeth
chattered.
"How on earth did you get here and why?"
Charlie walked Roman to Spirit.
The horse backed up, snorting as if in
fear.
"Hang on. He's all spooked." Charlie grabbed
Spirit's rein and had to drag him closer. "What's with you, boy!
Calm down."
The horse shifted like a nervous colt, not
staying still for a second. "Spirit! Hold on. Hold on, boy."
Charlie dragged Spirit closer to Roman by the chin strap, angry the
horse was making a bad situation worse. "Come on, Roman. You climb
on. Just step into my hand."
Roman and Spirit seemed to lock gazes. It was
the oddest thing Charlie had ever seen. "Come on, Roman, he's all
right."
Clinging to the blanket, Roman seemed as
reluctant to get on Spirit as Spirit was for him to ride him. "Will
you both calm down?" Charlie had no idea this would be an issue. He
yelled at the horse, "You gonna make me call and wake someone up?
Now behave." He reached out to Roman. "Come on."
Roman moved closer.
"Climb up. I got you." Charlie cupped his
hands for Roman to step into it and get on the saddle.
Spirit was about to protest, but Charlie
jerked his bridle to prevent it. He swung up behind Roman and put
his feet into the stirrups. It took some persuading but finally
Spirit began heading back down the trail.
Charlie felt Roman leaning back on him, so he
held him close with one arm. "Why are you up here? You know, you
picked a bad time to be getting lost naked in the woods, Roman.
There's some mighty odd things going on lately. You're lucky I
found you when I did."
