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Authors: Lynn Hagen
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hard he fought it, he was like a moth being drawn to a flame. He couldn’t seem to stay away from the guy. Sage was so confused about what to do with William. His heart was overruling his mind when it came to the logical thing to do, and he knew deep in his heart that he was a goner.
But nights like tonight, that wasn’t a good thing. It was killing him already to be away from William. He feared for the small man, leaving him alone in the big house by himself. A thousand times he wanted to go check on him.
Sage rolled to his back, crying out as bones crunched, reshaping and transforming. He screamed as his body grew and small hairs sprouted, covering his body in a layer of fur. Sage rolled back to his belly, crawling slowly across the dirt floor as he panted heavily, his claws digging into the dirt as his eyes shifted. He threw back his head and howled as the pain ripped through him once again. He pushed to Sage’s Mystery
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his feet, staggering and slamming into a wall. Sage made it to the door, looking out over the town. His arms slung out to his sides as his head fell back, howling with a strong lungful of air as the shift completed.
He glanced around as his tongue ran over one canine then the other. Once again his heart won out, and Sage headed for home. He just wanted to make sure William was okay. He wouldn’t show himself, but he needed to know the guy wasn’t harmed.
He knew that William would be frightened if he saw Sage in his were-creature form. He stood almost seven feet tall, on his hind legs, with nails and canines that were sharp and deadly.
A typical werewolf he wasn’t. Sage stood on his hind legs, a cross between man and beast with a long snout and pointy ears. William would definitely have a heart attack if he saw Sage in his present form. The small man was afraid of his own shadow, a quality Sage thought endearing.
Sage leapt from the run-down building, his heart beating faster than normal as he made his way home. He cut through the buildings, around the corner of the ramshackle diner, and then he ran through the fields, making his way to the large looming house ahead, the moon guiding him every step of the way.
It was like a homing beacon, guiding him, calling him to the man who had started to mean more to him than his own life. Sage stopped in his race to howl once more, feeling a freedom like no other as images of William played through his mind.
Images of the sexy little man in the throes of passion made Sage hard as a rock. The picture of William giving himself freely over to Sage’s demands was making him want to take William again, now.
William had been a beautiful lover that Sage planned on taking over and over again. It had killed him to leave William in the wee hours of the morning. It had felt good to be curled up around the man.
But it was something he had no choice in. If he had waited for William to wake, his leaving would have been that much harder. He 62
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just prayed William didn’t regret their time together or think that Sage had left for other reasons.
Sage growled when he heard another howl. His lip curled up as the howl repeated itself, coming from the direction of his home. Sage tore through the field, racing to William. There should be no other werewolf around. He would kill whoever it was if they had harmed the small human.
As the house grew closer, a third howl rent through the air, angering Sage like a beast unleashed. He ran up the dirt driveway and up the front steps, tearing the screen door from its frame as he walked slowly into the house.
His toenails clicked on the wooden floor as he sniffed the air, scenting another wolf in his territory. His head snapped to the left as he saw movement coming from the living room. Sage snarled and snapped as he walked toward the intruder. He wanted to go upstairs and make sure William was safe, unharmed, but first he needed to take care of the sorry bastard unlucky enough to cross into his territory.
He
But nights like tonight, that wasn’t a good thing. It was killing him already to be away from William. He feared for the small man, leaving him alone in the big house by himself. A thousand times he wanted to go check on him.
Sage rolled to his back, crying out as bones crunched, reshaping and transforming. He screamed as his body grew and small hairs sprouted, covering his body in a layer of fur. Sage rolled back to his belly, crawling slowly across the dirt floor as he panted heavily, his claws digging into the dirt as his eyes shifted. He threw back his head and howled as the pain ripped through him once again. He pushed to Sage’s Mystery
61
his feet, staggering and slamming into a wall. Sage made it to the door, looking out over the town. His arms slung out to his sides as his head fell back, howling with a strong lungful of air as the shift completed.
He glanced around as his tongue ran over one canine then the other. Once again his heart won out, and Sage headed for home. He just wanted to make sure William was okay. He wouldn’t show himself, but he needed to know the guy wasn’t harmed.
He knew that William would be frightened if he saw Sage in his were-creature form. He stood almost seven feet tall, on his hind legs, with nails and canines that were sharp and deadly.
A typical werewolf he wasn’t. Sage stood on his hind legs, a cross between man and beast with a long snout and pointy ears. William would definitely have a heart attack if he saw Sage in his present form. The small man was afraid of his own shadow, a quality Sage thought endearing.
Sage leapt from the run-down building, his heart beating faster than normal as he made his way home. He cut through the buildings, around the corner of the ramshackle diner, and then he ran through the fields, making his way to the large looming house ahead, the moon guiding him every step of the way.
It was like a homing beacon, guiding him, calling him to the man who had started to mean more to him than his own life. Sage stopped in his race to howl once more, feeling a freedom like no other as images of William played through his mind.
Images of the sexy little man in the throes of passion made Sage hard as a rock. The picture of William giving himself freely over to Sage’s demands was making him want to take William again, now.
William had been a beautiful lover that Sage planned on taking over and over again. It had killed him to leave William in the wee hours of the morning. It had felt good to be curled up around the man.
But it was something he had no choice in. If he had waited for William to wake, his leaving would have been that much harder. He 62
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just prayed William didn’t regret their time together or think that Sage had left for other reasons.
Sage growled when he heard another howl. His lip curled up as the howl repeated itself, coming from the direction of his home. Sage tore through the field, racing to William. There should be no other werewolf around. He would kill whoever it was if they had harmed the small human.
As the house grew closer, a third howl rent through the air, angering Sage like a beast unleashed. He ran up the dirt driveway and up the front steps, tearing the screen door from its frame as he walked slowly into the house.
His toenails clicked on the wooden floor as he sniffed the air, scenting another wolf in his territory. His head snapped to the left as he saw movement coming from the living room. Sage snarled and snapped as he walked toward the intruder. He wanted to go upstairs and make sure William was safe, unharmed, but first he needed to take care of the sorry bastard unlucky enough to cross into his territory.
He
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