About Were the Hell
by Berengaria Brown
43 pages / 10900 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-232-3
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Septimus travels as an envoy across the land, seeking answers as to why
his pack has had almost no female births in thirty years. The long,
frustrating search pays off in a totally unexpected way when Septimus walks
into a meeting with another pack and smells his mate.
Dai has given up on finding another gay shifter to be his life partner. The
fierce lust and unexpected joy are intoxicating, but there's still a mystery
to solve. What does old Richenda know? Could a wizard be involved? And even
though duty calls, can a Samhain mating ritual somehow fit into the
timetable?
Sample
Septimus had sometimes wondered if he'd only ever been
sexually attracted to other males because there were so few younger females
in his pack, and the few there were didn't light his fire. But the minute he
walked into the meeting room with the weres from the Forest Hill pack, he
knew he was genuinely, one hundred percent gay. He could smell his mate.
His cock stood up and fought to get out of his jeans, stretching the fabric
so tight that he was going to have blue balls for a week. The tiny hairs on
the back of his neck were also standing straight up. His skin tingled,
electrified with sexual arousal. And the scent of his mate was overpowering
him, dragging him into the room with almost physical force.
His nose led him unerringly to his mate: a tall, lean man of about thirty,
with tanned brown skin, dark brown hair, and liquid chocolate eyes. Those
eyes were staring at him, the man's strong nose was flared smelling his
scent and from the huge bulge in his pale cargo pants, the man was every bit
as aware of him as he was of Mr. Tall, Tan, and Delectable.
As Septimus walked across the room, his cock leading the way, the man moved
to meet him. Their gazes were locked, and Septimus was totally oblivious to
everyone else in the room and the task he'd been sent to do. He was about to
put out his hand when the other man reached him and grabbed his shoulders,
pulling him in for a hard, body-blending hug.
"I'm Dai. We're mates." The words were harsh, bitten off, said almost as a
challenge.
"Septimus. I know."
The Alpha of the Forest Hill pack stood just a few feet away. He coughed,
cleared his throat, then said, "Gentlemen, let's get this meeting underway.
Dai, you should sit next to Septimus, not in your usual place."
So even the Alpha smelled their attraction. That certainly proved he was not
being misled by his cock. Damn! His dick had never been this big before. If
only he could undo his jeans and give it some room before it broke his
zipper.