LOGIN"Fangs, Friends, and Fumbling Feelings." "What’s scarier—falling for your best friend or turning into a werewolf?” Dale thought coming out to his parents was the hardest thing he'd ever do. Then, he turned into a werewolf. With his best friend, Kirk—a self-appointed expert in bad advice and a fabulous wardrobe—by his side, Dale must navigate love, fur, and family drama… without biting anyone’s head off. All Dale had wanted was a little night out, but when a mysterious bite left him with strange urges and even stranger body hair, he realized his life just got much hairier. With his best friend Kirk, who’s more than happy to point out every supernatural misstep, Dale is plunged into a werewolf love triangle that pits him against tradition, transformation, and a particularly hunky alpha named Juke. As Dale fumbles through newfound powers (and fur), he has to figure out if love is worth the bite or if he’s doomed to be the next gay virgin martyr of the werewolf world. One thing’s for sure: Dale’s love life is about to get beastly! After a disastrous night out, Dale wakes up to find he’s gone from worrying about his rent to worrying about his claws. Now, with Kirk playing cheerleader and reluctant werewolf coach, Dale must decide between life as a lone wolf or rolling with the pack (and the ridiculously attractive alpha Juke). In this romcom packed with supernatural mishaps and laugh-out-loud twists, Dale learns that sometimes, love bites—and he just might like it.
View MoreJuke did as Zander instructed, reminding the others not to make it evident that they knew what Arif planned. Zander sighed, rested his head into Juke’s lap, and closed his eyes. After lovingly stroking Zander’s head, his gaze snapped to stare at Ethan. His jaws tightened, and he developed a tick that jerked at the corner of his mouth. His fist clenched into a ball in Zander’s fur, and Zander whinced, opened his eyes, and gazed at him.I'm sorry, my love. Was I a little rough? Juke asked through their link, smiling down at Zander.It’s okay, loosen your grip a little, Zander said, closing his eyes again.His gaze soon shifted back to Ethan, and the tick jerked faster as his nostrils flared at the sight of the other man.The external wound to Ethan’s stomach was almost closed. But Juke knew he wasn’t completely healed. Kirk’s cut had been deep. Ethan had shifted to human to push the content back in—soon, he would need to shift back to his wolf for the internal injuries to heal.He probab
Kirk stood protectively beside Dale and Juke, his stance wide and defensive. The bloodied knife was still clutched in his white-knuckled grasp. His clothes were torn and dirty, smeared with his and Ethan’s blood. Despite the savagery of the fight, there was a wild, triumphant gleam in Kirk's eyes that spoke of his satisfaction.Ethan lay in a heap nearby, looking pitiful. Blood seeped from the long gash across his abdomen, staining the ground beneath him a dark crimson. His face was a mask of pain and fury—as his gaze darted between Kirk and Juke with fear and defiance.His eye movement stopped and lingered on Juke. His eyes darkened when he saw Juke gently cradle Dale's face in his hands, mindful of the bruises, as if his touch alone could heal the wounds. Tears flowed down his cheeks, dropping onto Dale's skin and mingling with the dried blood there."You're safe now," Juke murmured, pressing his forehead to Dale's. "I'm here. I won't let anyone hurt you." The promise felt hollow co
Juke howled his warning to whoever it was hurting his mate. After ending the mind-link with Paul, he had decided to head back and meet that idiot Kirk before he could get himself into more trouble—only for the wind to assault his sense with a rancid stench of fear.Although he couldn't scent Dale, both he and Roran instinctively knew it was their mate's fear, as the aroma sent a weird sensation to his stomach that tightened his balls and made his ass clench in fear.His fear turned to rage. All he could do to ease the feeling was throw his head back and scream his frustration in a piercing howl into the air, letting them know he was on his way. It also held a promise to destroy them if Dale was hurt.A thought occurred to both Juke and his wolf at the same time. Although they could not scent Dale, they had shared their consciousness with him the night they had escaped during Dale's heat so he could see through their eyes.Even with a suppressant, he and Roran could still tap into Dale
Kirk skidded to a halt, his chest heaving as he caught his breath. Sweat trickled down his brow despite the cool forest air. He looked around, sniffing the air, frowning.Why is Juke’s scent fading instead of growing stronger?"You idiot," a voice growled. "You're going the wrong way."Kirk spun around, searching for the source of the voice. "Who's there?" he asked."It's me, you fool. Zane. Your wolf."Kirk's jaw dropped. "My, what now? You can talk.”“Not only can I talk! I also know how to say you're an asshole in several languages—would you like to hear?”“No…Where are you?"“Where the hell do you think I am?” the voice tsked. “If brains were dynamite, we’d be in trouble.” Kirk didn’t know how he knew but felt his wolf face-palmed before speaking again with a sigh. “I’m you, and you are me. So dipstick, where the hell do you think I’d be?”“Are you in my head?”“No, I'm lurking behind that bush over there. Come find me.” Zane let out a huff that sounded like another sigh. "You can
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