Anthony/Amber Kell
A werewolf himself, his best friend longed for a
mate but was unused to being around others of his kind.
Anthony knew it was partly due to the fact that Steven's
adoptive parents were full human and unable to understand
the complex world of werewolf society. It wasn't for lack of
trying, but there were only so many facts you could find on
the internet. Werekin didn't give up secrets to people not of
their kind or their mates. Steven's parents were sweet and
tried hard, but they weren't werewolves.
Anthony wanted to be supportive of his friend's
search for a mate, but it was hard. Part of his soul died with
Drew and he doubted he'd ever be able to reclaim it. He
worried that Steven's hopes of hearts and flowers would
end in tragedy like his own love affair. It wasn't better to
have loved and lost, it was fucking unfair.
Still, his friend was right, he couldn't stay alone for
the rest of his life, and werewolves were known for taking
charge in the bedroom. There was nothing he loved more
than a firm hand.
With that thought in the forefront of his mind,
Anthony looked the room over with new eyes. Instead of
trying to keep hidden, he assessed the others to see if any
would appeal to either him or to his not-so-discerning
friend.
As if catching onto Anthony's thoughts, Steven
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shared a wicked smile and the pair prowled the room with
new intent.
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Chapter Two
Silver entered the club from the manager's suite.
Thomas, his lieutenant, joined him a moment later.
"It's a good crowd tonight," the wolf said with
justifiable pride. Converting the old bar to a safe mating
ground for werekin was his idea, a brilliant notion that
brought the pack surprisingly large profits.
Silver nodded, giving Thomas a pat on the shoulder.
"Profits and memberships are skyrocketing even with our
strict entrance restrictions. Both humans and weres like the
idea of a forever mate."
"Humans like it because there's too much cheating
among their own kind, and weres are genetically coded to
search for their other half." Thomas brushed his dark hair
back from his face with one elegant hand before giving his
boss a reproving look. "You spend too much time alone,
Silver. It's time you found a pretty boy and settled down."
The alpha gave a disdainful sniff. "I don't like pretty
boys. They need too much attention. Give me a grateful
average looking guy any time. Besides, you don't have a
mate either."
"Don't change the subject. At least I'm looking. If
you really wanted average you could go down to the dance
floor, crook your finger, and just grab the first in the
stampede."
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The alpha wolf's quicksilver eyes flashed
amusement. "I said I liked men, not sluts."
Silver restlessly scanned the crowd. Something felt
different this evening. There was a tingle in the air, a
feeling of magic. The sizzle along his spine warned him of
great events hovering in the horizon; a touch of sight
descended from his father's line.
He looked towards the dance floor again; making
sure everything was flowing smoothly and trying to
identify the source of his unease. He saw no fights breaking
out, no unwanted touching occurring. Out of habit Silver
closed his eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling the scents
of the club. His senses first located members of his pack in
the dense crowds. A few dozen were there to keep the club
moving smoothly, a few others were hunting for mates of
their own.
For several minutes he couldn't find anything
different or new. Certainly nothing that demanded his
attention. Silver was about give up when he smelled it; the
scent of a deep, cool forest drifted up to him from the
crowd.
Delicious.
Longing filled him. Silver yearned to run under the
full moon with rich dirt flying under his clawed feet, to run
to the source of that smell. His wolf howled inside
A werewolf himself, his best friend longed for a
mate but was unused to being around others of his kind.
Anthony knew it was partly due to the fact that Steven's
adoptive parents were full human and unable to understand
the complex world of werewolf society. It wasn't for lack of
trying, but there were only so many facts you could find on
the internet. Werekin didn't give up secrets to people not of
their kind or their mates. Steven's parents were sweet and
tried hard, but they weren't werewolves.
Anthony wanted to be supportive of his friend's
search for a mate, but it was hard. Part of his soul died with
Drew and he doubted he'd ever be able to reclaim it. He
worried that Steven's hopes of hearts and flowers would
end in tragedy like his own love affair. It wasn't better to
have loved and lost, it was fucking unfair.
Still, his friend was right, he couldn't stay alone for
the rest of his life, and werewolves were known for taking
charge in the bedroom. There was nothing he loved more
than a firm hand.
With that thought in the forefront of his mind,
Anthony looked the room over with new eyes. Instead of
trying to keep hidden, he assessed the others to see if any
would appeal to either him or to his not-so-discerning
friend.
As if catching onto Anthony's thoughts, Steven
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shared a wicked smile and the pair prowled the room with
new intent.
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Chapter Two
Silver entered the club from the manager's suite.
Thomas, his lieutenant, joined him a moment later.
"It's a good crowd tonight," the wolf said with
justifiable pride. Converting the old bar to a safe mating
ground for werekin was his idea, a brilliant notion that
brought the pack surprisingly large profits.
Silver nodded, giving Thomas a pat on the shoulder.
"Profits and memberships are skyrocketing even with our
strict entrance restrictions. Both humans and weres like the
idea of a forever mate."
"Humans like it because there's too much cheating
among their own kind, and weres are genetically coded to
search for their other half." Thomas brushed his dark hair
back from his face with one elegant hand before giving his
boss a reproving look. "You spend too much time alone,
Silver. It's time you found a pretty boy and settled down."
The alpha gave a disdainful sniff. "I don't like pretty
boys. They need too much attention. Give me a grateful
average looking guy any time. Besides, you don't have a
mate either."
"Don't change the subject. At least I'm looking. If
you really wanted average you could go down to the dance
floor, crook your finger, and just grab the first in the
stampede."
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The alpha wolf's quicksilver eyes flashed
amusement. "I said I liked men, not sluts."
Silver restlessly scanned the crowd. Something felt
different this evening. There was a tingle in the air, a
feeling of magic. The sizzle along his spine warned him of
great events hovering in the horizon; a touch of sight
descended from his father's line.
He looked towards the dance floor again; making
sure everything was flowing smoothly and trying to
identify the source of his unease. He saw no fights breaking
out, no unwanted touching occurring. Out of habit Silver
closed his eyes and took a deep breath, inhaling the scents
of the club. His senses first located members of his pack in
the dense crowds. A few dozen were there to keep the club
moving smoothly, a few others were hunting for mates of
their own.
For several minutes he couldn't find anything
different or new. Certainly nothing that demanded his
attention. Silver was about give up when he smelled it; the
scent of a deep, cool forest drifted up to him from the
crowd.
Delicious.
Longing filled him. Silver yearned to run under the
full moon with rich dirt flying under his clawed feet, to run
to the source of that smell. His wolf howled inside
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