"He has seen you feeding and biting each other. He hid cameras around the house. I know where they are. I'll help you take them down. I'll help you destroy them."
"In exchange for what?" Wolfie asked, his voice cracking.
"Make me one of you. Give me eternal life. Trevor said you did it for him. Make me part of your family. Your vampire apprentice."
So, he doesn't know Wolfie is a were... Ambrosio's thoughts raced.
"Done. Mireille?" Wolfie turned to her. The lovely vampire was already excited, her teeth protruding as she took Miguel by the hand and led him down the hall.
"I have such a fondness for Mexican lately," she said, her voice velvety and smooth, "And Miguel has such a lovely way with a buttonhole."
Wolfie turned the clock over in his hands. "I suspected this. I'm going to entrust you to put it back, camera in place, my love."
Ambrosio frowned. "Where are you going?"
"To finish what Vez unfortunately started."
"No, you are not. I am." Wolfie opened his mouth, but Ambrosio cut him off. "He's mine," he snarled. "He sought to destroy my life, my marriage."
Wolfie said nothing, just accepted the toothy kiss Ambrosio offered him. He followed Ambrosio to the backdoor, where Vez awaited them, jumping back when he saw the two men advancing on him.
Vez had a gun, but the vampire and his werewolf husband were too swift. Ambrosio attacked his throat, choking off his screams. He felt Wolfie beside him, morphing, changing. He fought Vez, wrestling the gun from his limp fingers.
Ambrosio dropped the dead man to the ground, looking up at the moon with bloody eyes. Some folks called it a hunter's moon.
He called it something else. Time to protect his wolf.
Wolfie was turning. And turning fast.
"It's okay," he murmured, rushing his husband toward the guesthouse.
"You can't see me like this," Wolfie screamed.
"It's okay," Ambrosio said again. "It's all going to be all right." He kissed his husband's hairy nose, thrilling at the sight of his gaping fangs.
One night he would fuck his husband in his shifted form. But not this night.
"I'll finish the job. Mireille and I can handle it all." He kissed Wolfie's nose again. Oh, it was cold. "I'll get rid of the body and I'll be here waiting for you when you change back."
"I love you," Wolfie said.
"Oh, baby, and I love you. I already miss you."
"Me, too. Will do you me a favor and bring my favorite movie out here?" Wolfie's voice was almost unrecognizable. His facial and body hair had also become huge. It was the one the thing that always embarrassed him. He said it looked like he'd back-combed and teased it, but of course he hadn't.
"It's already here," Ambrosio said. He pushed his husband inside and triple bolted the door.
He leaned against the door and heard Wolfie moving around. "Found it!" he called out, his voice a thick growl now.
His favorite movie was Mean Girls. Wolfie watched it over and over again when he shifted, but hated it the rest of the time.
He moved back toward the house and saw his sister running across the garden to him.
"Miguel's sleepy, so I cuffed him to the bed." She pointed to Vez's strewn body on the grass.
"What do we do with him?"
"We do what we always do. We get away with the perfect murder. We feed him to the sharks."
As brother and sister hauled the body away, Mr. Wolfe howled with laughter at the movie he watched. Ambrosio started to laugh. He remembered a line from the movie now, and to him it was all about his husband.
"That's why her hair is so big. It's full of secrets..."
A. J. Llewellyn
A. J. Llewellyn lives in California, but dreams of living in Hawaii. Frequent trips to all the islands, bags of Kona coffee in his fridge and a healthy collection of Hawaiian records keep this writer refueled. A. J. loves male/male erotica, has a passion for all animals--especially the dog, the cat and the turtle. A. J. believes that love is a song best sung out loud.
To find out more about A. J., visit www.ajllewellyn.com or you can email A. J. at [email protected].
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Table of Contents
MR. WOLFE
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
A. J. Llewellyn
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