[Siren Publishing: The Lynn Hagen ManLove Collection: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, shape-shifter, werewolves, HEA]
Kenny is terrified when a creature breaks into his house. The only thought on his mind is protecting his grandfather, then two men show up and kill the thing. Kenny threatens to call the police, but instead, he's whisked away to the mountains.
Rider is shocked when he discovers his mate in Howling Cavern, and being attacked by a feeder no less. What stuns him further is the fact Kenny is so accepting of everything. But a rumor going around has the shifters investigating a possible land sale right next to their territory. Jesse and the sheriff are shot at, men are coming into their woods, and what the pack finds out about the rumor goes deeper than they thought.
All Rider wants to do is protect his mate and unborn child, and if starting a war accomplishes that, then he'll go up against a militia of humans to keep them safe.
Lynn Hagen is a Siren-exclusive author.
Kenny got onto his hands and knees and crawled to his door, where he made a hasty escape, hurrying to fetch his phone before running to his grandfather’s bedroom and quietly shutting the door.
“What’re you doing?” Pops turned over in his bed and stared wide-eyed at Kenny. “Is the house on fire? I don’t smell smoke. Did Greta come knocking at my door? Tell her I’m away on business.”
Kenny’s heart lodged in his throat when he heard something knock over. The noise sounded like it had come from his bedroom. Had that creature crawled through his window? Was it in his house? The floorboard outside his grandfather’s bedroom creaked and Kenny rushed to the door and pressed his back into the wood.
Pops sat up. “What in tarnation is going on?”
Kenny’s eyes rounded when the doorknob slowly moved back and forth. He had to have fallen asleep in the tub and this had to be some bizarre nightmare. Kenny’s mind couldn’t wrap around the fact that some zombie-looking thing was on the other side of the door.
He yelped when the door jerked slightly open. He shoved his body against it and the door slammed closed.
His grandfather paled. “Is someone breaking in?”
“Call the cops.” Kenny tossed his cell phone onto Pops’s bed. “Tell them…tell them…” He was at a loss. He couldn’t very well tell his grandfather to tell the cops a zombie was trying to get to them. “Tell them some thugs broke into our house.”
If that thing was still there when the cops arrived, they could shoot it. Kenny didn’t care what they did, just as long as they got it out of his house.
His heart thundered when he heard another crash further down the hallway. Was there more than one of those creatures? No way in heck was he opening the door to find out. “Call them.”
“I’m trying,” Pops said. “I can’t unlock your phone.”
Pops had never caught on to technology. He was still confused about how to work the microwave. And on occasion, when he made a call, he still tried to dial an operator to ask for some phone number that started with a name. Kenny never understood why he did that.
“Get it out of the house!”
Kenny didn’t recognize the voice coming from somewhere in the house. Had the cops shown up already? Maybe they’d been after that thing and had finally caught it.
“What the hell do you think I’m trying to do?” someone else said. “The fucker keeps trying to bite me.”
His curiosity overcame his caution, and Kenny cracked open the bedroom door. His jaw dropped when he spotted two large men trying to tackle the zombie-looking thing. Those weren’t cops. For one, they weren’t wearing uniforms. Two, cops weren’t that good-looking. At least, Kenny had never seen any who were.
One guy came from behind and used a full nelson hold to immobilize it as the other guy shoved his fist into the creature’s chest. Kenny had no idea what happened next. He slammed his eyes closed as bile climbed up the back of his throat. Not only was the sight of what those men were doing gross, but the smell was about to make him vomit.
“Get it out of here,” one of the men said. “We need to make sure no more feeders are around here.”
Feeders? What did that mean? Kenny opened his eyes and cracked the door a bit wider. The hinges squeaked, and one of the men looked his way. Kenny slammed the door closed and pressed his back against it again.
A soft knock sounded on the door. “Open up.”
Was this guy for real? Kenny was supposed to open the door for someone who had broken into his house? “I’m calling the police!”
“I can’t let you do that,” the man said. “Open up. I promise no harm with come to you.”
Kenny was naïve about a lot of things, but he wasn’t dumb enough to believe the guy.
The door handle turned. Kenny swallowed tightly as he pressed his feet into the floor, but he knew he wouldn’t be able to keep the stranger out if he truly wanted to get in. Both men were huge!
He squeaked and stumbled forward when the door swung open. He nearly fell on his grandfather before the stranger caught him and steadied Kenny.
“I told you I wouldn’t hurt you.”
“What…what was that thing?” Kenny stared up into eyes the color of blueberries. The guy’s hair was dark, shorn low, and he had a low-trimmed beard and mustache. But the look in his eyes said he was telling the truth, or at least Kenny was really hoping he was.
“Now see here,” Pops said as he pushed from the bed to stand. “I don’t know who you are, but…” His brows wrinkled, as if he’d forgotten what he was about to say.
Pops was in his seventies and wasn’t in the best of health. Kenny constantly tried to get him to eat better, but healthy food was expensive. But over the past two years, he’d grown senile, and his memory wasn’t all that great.
The stranger cocked his head to the side, staring intently at Kenny. He sniffed the air, and Kenny wondered if he smelled the awful trash. The smell had grown stronger, and Kenny wished he could plug his nose.
The guy pulled his lips back, showing off two sharp teeth. “Mine!”
Kenny crept onto the balcony when Rider went into the bathroom to take a shower. He gripped his phone, making sure to peek around the doorframe to keep an eye out for Rider as he dialed Felix.
“Are we gonna get ice cream?” Felix said as soon as he answered.
“I can’t,” Kenny whispered. “I’m kinda in the mountains. But you can’t tell anyone.”
“Did Pops wander off again? I can help you look for him.”
“No, Pops isn’t in the woods. I mean, he is, but not because he wandered off. Something happened at my house that I’m not supposed to tell you about.”
Regardless of what Rider said about keeping secrets, Felix was Kenny’s best friend and he didn’t hide anything from him. Besides, Kenny needed to warn Felix about those things. If one broke into Felix’s house, he doubted Mr. Fox could kill it. The guy was as short as Kenny, and although he was mad enough to kick Kenny out the first time they’d met, from what Felix had said, Mr. Fox wasn’t exactly the fighting type.
When Kenny looked around the doorframe, Rider was coming out of the bathroom with a towel wrapped around his waist.
“I gotta go. I’ll call you later.”
“You better call me,” Felix said just as Kenny hung up. He shoved his phone into his back pocket and hurried into the bedroom.
“What were you doing out there?” Rider asked as he sauntered across the room.
Kenny’s gaze swept over Rider’s body, and his mind went blank as he drooled over Rider’s perfect, muscular, sexy frame. “Uh, talking with the birds and squirrels?”
Rider chuckled as he let the towel fall to the floor. Kenny nearly swallowed his tongue. “Communing with nature?”
“Okay, I wasn't doing that.” Kenny couldn’t stop staring at Rider’s thick cock or his nest of wet curls. His eyes widened when Rider’s prick jerked.
“See something you like?”
“I see a lot of things I want.” Kenny pressed his lips together. That wasn’t what Rider had asked, but holy moly he wanted to feel Rider pressed against him, feel his cock doing naughty things to him.
But it was more than that. Kenny felt a strange need to curl into Rider, to be as close as he could to him. An ache thumped in his chest as Kenny closed the distance.
Rider pressed his hand against Kenny’s back, drawing him to the man's chest. Kenny had to tilt his head back to look into Rider’s pretty blue eyes. His hand felt hot against Kenny’s skin, those eyes bored into him, making Kenny feel like he was falling into a deep well.
He was so mesmerized by how gorgeous Rider was that he hadn’t noticed the man's hand moving downward until he cupped Kenny’s butt. “You should be naked, too,” Rider said in a deep voice that made Kenny shiver.
Kenny’s face heated as he took a step back and pulled his shirt over his head. He tossed it aside, then wrestled with the button on his jeans. His hands wouldn’t stop shaking. Stupid button.
With a rumbling chuckle, Rider moved Kenny’s hands aside, released the button, and pulled the zipper down. Then he stepped back and sat on the bed. “Go ahead, finish undressing.”
Kenny frowned. “You’re just gonna watch?”
Rider’s eyes were heavy-lidded as he licked his lips. “Yep.”
Talk about pressure. Kenny kicked his shoes off, remembering to bend over and remove his socks this time. After shoving his jeans and underwear off, he felt awkward and covered his groin as Rider simply lay there and looked him over with a heated gaze.
“Now what?” Kenny looked toward the balcony door, embarrassed that Rider was staring so hard at him.
“Now you can stop hiding yourself from me.” Rider pulled Kenny’s hands away.
Kenny inhaled sharply when Rider pulled him close to the bed and engulfed his cock. His ass cheeks clenched, his toes curled, and his hands landed on Rider’s strong shoulders as his mate sucked his prick.
He whimpered as his fingernails dug into Rider’s skin and his hips jerked back and forth. The buildup came fast, and so did Kenny. He cried out, clinging to Rider.
With a deep growl, Rider pulled Kenny off his feet and placed him on the bed. He hovered over Kenny, his eyes glowing, his sharp teeth showing. Kenny had no idea where Rider had gotten the lube, but he watched his mate wet his fingers, then press them between Kenny’s legs. He gasped as they entered him. They were thick, and Kenny felt so full.
He wiggled, groaning, still feeling the tiny aftershocks of his orgasm as Rider kissed along his neck. He had one arm tucked under Kenny’s head, and the other worked magic as his fingers moved in and out of Kenny’s hole.
Kenny’s entire body was buzzing, his prick already coming back to life. He tilted his head to the side as Rider continued to kiss his neck, scraping his sharp teeth over his skin.
Kenny arched his back, whining because the pleasure was becoming too much. Heat infused his body, and sweat gathered over every inch of him. Rider nipped his earlobe and Kenny hissed.
Then Rider settled between Kenny’s legs, his strong thighs keeping them parted. Kenny’s gaze dropped to Rider’s cock as his mate pressed the head against Kenny’s hole.
Their eyes met and Kenny bit his bottom lip as Rider looked at him with raw need. He grabbed Rider’s biceps, hissing, his nails once again digging into Rider’s skin as his mate slowly entered him.