Story Excerpt

“I will not have a gay son!” The alpha roared as he knocked the cabinet over, crystal and fine china crashing to the floor. Glass shattered everywhere. “Get out!”

Sage looked over at his mother, who was weeping in a corner. He wanted to go to her, comfort her, but he knew his father wouldn’t allow it. He squared his shoulders and glared at his father. Sage knew it was a challenge, but if he went by the alpha’s words, he was no longer a part of this pack.

“I’ll leave, Father. But you should know that some of the pack disagrees with you. They have decided to leave with me.”

His father roared as he leapt across the dining room, pinning Sage to the table. His nostrils flared as his canines gleamed in the fluorescent lighting. “You will not take anyone with you. If so much as one person leaves with you, I’ll hunt them down, along with you, and kill whoever it is that was stupid enough to defy my orders!”

Sage clenched his jaw as he lay on his back, staring up into his father’s angry blue eyes. “Very well.”

His father reared back and slashed Sage across the face with his claws and then held his hand out. The beta hurried forward, handing the alpha a small red satchel. Sage fought to get free, but his father was stronger, more determined to kill what love Sage still held for him as he reached into the small bag and pulled out a sprinkle of silver.

Sage howled as his father ground the silver into his wound, cementing it for life.

“You bear the mark of an outcast now. Go, and never return!”

Sage pushed up from the table, giving his father a heated glare one last time before storming from his parents’ home. As he walked through the small village to his house, pack members scurried away, unwilling to be associated with an outcast. Sage clenched his jaw as he made his way home.

Once inside, Sage gathered his belongings, shoving various items into suitcases and duffel bags. He knew he wouldn’t be returning, so he had to get what he could fit into the bed of his truck.

He stumbled slightly at the raw pain radiating from his face as he walked outside and tossed a few of the bags into his truck.

“Sage!”

He turned to see his best friend Jeremiah heading his way. Sage walked back into his home, grabbing a few more bags when Jeremiah walked inside.

“Leaving without me?” he asked as he leaned against the living room doorframe.

“You can’t go with me. My father said that anyone leaving with me will be killed.”

Jeremiah snorted. “Since when did that stop me before?”

Sage grinned at his best friend as he picked up three duffel bags, tossing them over his shoulder. “I know you’re crazy as fuck, but don’t go against your alpha.”

Jeremiah pushed away from the doorframe as he grabbed a bag from the living room floor. “You’re not going this alone. I won’t let you.”

Sage knew Jeremiah would be stubborn. He had to stop his friend from having a hunt called down on him. He sat the bags down and fished a small piece of paper from his front pocket. He looked around to make sure no one was near before lowering his voice. “I bought a small town about five hundred miles east of here. If you can find a way to get away from the pack without raising my father’s suspicion, join me.”

Jeremiah curled his fingers around the paper and nodded. “I’ll find a way. You won’t be alone for long.”

Sage gave Jeremiah a quick hug before grabbing the bags once again and loading his truck. He gazed over the small village that he once called home, seeing a group of men standing off to the side. The four gave a slight nod, telling Sage that they would soon be joining him.

Sage sighed. Sometimes it sucked being the next in line for alpha. But then again, he no longer had to worry about carrying that mantle.

He was an outcast, no longer accepted in his pack, or anyone else’s. Sage grinned as he saw his father step out onto his front porch.

He might be an outcast, but he had plans for his life and the small town he now owned. And god help his father if he was ballsy enough to come after him.

Because Sage didn’t plan on walking away the next time they crossed paths.

Adult Excerpt

“You don’t want me,” he said as he rocked back and forth over William. “You don’t know what you’re saying. I’m falling hard and you can’t be the one to catch me.”

William reached up, tracing his fingers over Sage’s scar, his lips parting as his eyes snapped up to Sage’s. “I may be smaller than you, but I’m sure I wouldn’t let you fall.”

Sage leaned in, his lips a hair’s breadth from William’s as he panted heavily, fighting against what his body was begging for. He licked his lips and then pulled his head back slightly. “You don’t know what you’re asking for, slim.”

“I’m asking for one night. I’m asking for you to love me for just a few short hours.”

Sage’s arms shook as he held himself up, hovering over William and slipping quickly over the edge to giving in. Sage lifted one hand, skimming it over the soft skin of William’s face. He wanted the same thing, but he knew it wouldn’t be just a few short hours or just one night. The beast inside of him was already snarling and snapping for him to bite William and then claim him.

Claim him as Sage’s mate.

“You make me forget that I’m an outcast.”

“Then we both have something in common.”

Sage curled his fingers in, pulling them away from William’s face. “I walk a lonely road. I can’t offer you anything.”

And he couldn’t. He had no pack to offer William. No protection against the harsh world that Sage lived in. If he mated William, and it worked, his mate would automatically be an outcast as well. Sage was torn in two. William was looking at him with longing, giving himself over to Sage, but could Sage keep him safe?

“There’s something you should know.”

William shook his head, placing a finger over Sage’s mouth. “It doesn’t matter.”

The hell it didn’t. The only way it wouldn’t matter would be if Sage fucked William but didn’t bite him, an almost impossible feat. Sage reached between them, running his hand over William’s stomach, feeling the slight jerk as they connected. His eyes shot to William’s, seeing him bite his bottom lip, and then his legs parted.

Sage growled again. “A few hours.”

William nodded quickly as he reached down and tossed the blanket aside. Sage groaned when he saw that the only thing William had on was one of Sage’s oversize T-shirts. Sage pushed the hem up with a finger, seeing William’s balls and then his hard cock.

He pulled his hand back, fear making him second-guess what they were about to do. William quickly grabbed Sage’s hand, placing it back on his thigh. He could feel William’s hand shaking.

Sage ran the tips of his fingers over William’s hand, stilling them before he ran a knuckle up the length of William’s shaft. He heard a quick intake of breath as his fingers traced over warm, succulent skin. His common sense was trying to kick in, trying to yell for Sage to run, but Sage didn’t listen.

He stood, ridding himself of his clothes before kneeling back down, his eyes taking in the sight underneath him. William pulled the shirt from over his head, tossing it aside and laying his hands on either side of him to rest on the floor. His chest was expanding and contracting rapidly as he lay there waiting for Sage to do something.

Wetting his fingers with saliva, the only thing he had available to him, Sage reached down and circled his fingers around William’s entrance. William’s legs lifted as he planted his feet on the floor, raising his ass slightly, giving Sage more room to do with what he wanted.

He locked eyes with William as his finger slid into William’s body and then back out, repeating the move a few more times before pushing it in all of the way. There was no way he could fight it now. Sage had felt a small part of what things would be like between them, and he was hooked.

Groaning, Sage twisted his fingers. William’s channel was as soft as silk, grabbing Sage’s fingers and pulling them in. He could feel the need in him rising like the hottest fire, clouding his brain as he watched his fingers play.

William watched him, raising his lower half even higher as pure, liquid lust radiated from his eyes. Using his free hand, Sage reached forward, curling his fingers over William’s shoulder, pushing at it slightly to keep the man in place. William nodded his understanding as he stilled.

Sage glanced back down to what he was doing, his fingers a hypnotic pull for his eyes as they glided in and out, adding a third, and then scissoring them. Sage’s lips parted, his breathing labored as he fought not to take William in the ways of his people, savagely, swiftly, and snarling for the right to mate. William was human, needing him to be gentler than Sage was used to.

Pulling his fingers free, Sage yanked William closer and then pressed the head of his cock against the stretched hole. He pushed just the very tip of his cock in, feeling his control slipping fast.

This was a bad idea. Very bad, but Sage was too far gone to stop it now. His entire body shook as he exhaled, trying to take William in a human way, slow, gentle.

But he wasn’t human. Sage was a beast. A werewolf. A vârcolac. Sage gasped as he thrust forward, his muscles quivering as he stilled, straining against the need to fight William for the right to claim him.

William cried out, his legs leaving the floor and wrapping around Sage’s waist as his fingers curled into Sage’s bare chest. The cry broke through his restraint as Sage’s pupils dilated and his claws started to slip from his fingernails. Sage clenched his jaw as his canines grew longer, extending far beyond normal.