When the wolf is away…
Five years ago, Max Reaper walked out of Kole Silver’s life forever, leaving behind a broken omega.
Kole doesn’t believe in love anymore. He keeps to himself, leading a solitary life until stumbling upon an injured human, Jasper Hill. An instant attraction explodes between them, becoming an unbreakable bond. There is no choice—Kole must claim the man as his own.
When Max returns to take possession of what is rightfully his, a situation he’d never imagined greets him. Angry with himself and with his mate’s betrayal, he wrestles his wolf who demands he take action—to claim his mate. But will he be able to accept Kole’s new human companion, or will his mistake of leaving five years ago end up biting him in the ass?
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“Good morning.” His host’s voice had him opening his eyes. The guy wore a pair of low-slung jeans and a ribbed tank. In his hands, he held a tray piled with food. Jasper’s stomach gave an appreciative growl, and Kole laughed. “Well, I’m glad you’re awake and hungry. There’s more, so you know.”
“Wow, thanks.” The bacon and sausage lay together on one side while scrambled eggs and hash browns filled the rest of the plate. “Do you have any coffee?”
“I do.” His host grinned. “How do you take it?”
“Black and strong,” he said around a bite of bacon. “Oh God,” he moaned. “Deer bacon?”
“Is that a problem?”
“Hell no,” Jasper answered, finishing off the piece in his fingers. “I haven’t had deer bacon in years. I missed it. What’s the sausage?”
“Wild boar,” Kole replied. “I like to live off the land.”
He groaned as elation shot through him. “I think I’m in love.”
“Well, it’s good to know what they say is true,” Kole answered with a small chuckle. “Give me a moment, and I’ll be right back.” He left the room and returned minutes later with a mug of delicious-smelling coffee. After handing Jasper the cup, he perched on the edge of the bed.
Jasper inhaled the piping-hot brew and grinned. “Thank you.” He took a sip and sighed. The caffeine surged through him and mixed with the sugar of the juice, perking him right up. Taking another swallow, he prodded Kole. “As you were saying?” He continued to eat, gorging himself on the bacon and sausage between bites of potato and eggs.
“The way to a man’s heart is through his stomach.”