Hiding His Wolf [Urban Affairs 4] (Siren Publishing Ménage Amour ManLove) by Gale Stanley Page A

mean Levi. Please tell him I know it wasn’t his fault.”
    Simon’s throat went tight and he couldn’t speak. How much more proof did he need that Levi was no monster? If this beautiful boy cared for Levi, he had to be a decent guy.
    “And tell him I love him.”
    Oh, fuck. “You’ll tell him yourself one day.” Simon waited for lightning to strike him down dead for lying.
    Noah smiled sadly.
    He knows . “I’ll tell him.”
    “Please don’t bring him here. I’ll do whatever you want if you protect him.”
    What harm can a little white lie do, especially if it makes the kid feel better? “I’ll try my best, but whatever happens, you can’t tell anyone we had this conversation.” Could the kid hold out if Graham beat him?
    Can I?
    The thought of Noah being hurt again made Simon sick to his very core. He wondered if the boy would be better off sedated, but there’d be no more drugs to help him get through any abuse the director might dish out.
    Almost as if Noah could read his mind he broke in. “I’m not weak. I won’t say anything. I promise.”
    “I know that.” Simon really, really needed to get out of this room and put some space between him and the boy. “You’re not weak, Noah. You’re very brave. You’re a survivor, and if Levi was here, he’d say the same thing. You did whatever you had to, in order to survive.”
    But will you survive this island?

Chapter Ten
     
    Simon was almost tempted to spend the night with Noah. Almost. He squelched the idea real fast.
    This is a job. This is a job. This is a job.
    He kept repeating the mantra while he walked back to the barracks. And in the long run it wouldn’t be helping the kid. On the contrary, spending more time with Noah would only make the boy more dependent on Simon. It would just get his hopes up and that would be the cruelest thing Simon could do to the boy. It would only make it harder for him when Simon left the island for good. For damn sure, he didn’t plan on coming back again.
    Don’t be so sure about that.
    If Graham finds out about Levi…
    What do you mean, if?
    Fuck. The longer Simon put off telling Graham, the more he risked. Why was he putting off the inevitable? He saw his career going down the tubes.
    Tell him. Tell him now .
    But he couldn’t do it. Not after coming from the boy.
    I’ll tell him tomorrow when we meet for breakfast.
    Having made a decision, Simon felt a little better. His stomach rumbled, and he realized he hadn’t eaten. Hoping he wouldn’t run into the director, he went to the kitchen and looked in the fridge. Frozen meals packed the freezer. At least there was beer. He choked down a nuked chicken dinner, grabbed another beer, and went to his room. Gulping down his meal only made his stomach feel worse. He chewed a couple antacid tablets. A couple of beers and jetlag were enough to knock him out, and he slept for hours.
    Sometime in the middle of the night, Simon woke in a sweat. He’d been dreaming about Noah. They were in the alley having hot and dirty sex. Simon had been fucking the boy, and Levi caught them at it. He’d pulled Simon off the blond and turned into a wolf right in front of Simon’s eyes. The beast drew his lips back in a snarl and crouched, ready to leap on Simon and tear his throat out. Christ, it had felt so real. His heart raced wildly. No way could he fall back to sleep.
    An urge to see Noah again came over him. Just to make sure the boy was okay. He pulled on a pair of shorts and flip-flops and left the building as silently as a cat. The cellblock wasn’t far. An island paradise with a barracks and a cellblock.
    Jesus.
    A different guard stood in front of the door. Any unexpected activity would be reported to Graham for sure, and how could Simon explain away a visit in the middle of the night? He turned around and went back to his room.
    It took forever to get back to sleep. When he woke again, sunlight shone through the shutters, but Simon had time for a quick shower before