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Wolves who had
pretended to be his friend only to hurt him or use him to hurt James.
     
    “We wouldn’t eat a thousand pounds of eggs. Maybe a thousand
pounds of chicken,” Angel said.
     
    James licked his lips. “Those chickens are oh so tasty.”
     
    “Yeah, right until their owners shoot your butt with buckshot,”
Fred said. He remembered that day. When he’d thought James was really hurt.
He’d moaned and rolled around on his back until he’d finally let Fred take a look.
Stupid wolf.
     
    “It may not have killed me, but that buckshot hurt like hell,”
James said.
     
    Fred brought the fork to his mouth again and this time James was
watching him an entirely different way. His eyes were low and hooded as if he
remembered what they’d done after Fred had cleaned the buckshot out.
     
    Angel fanned himself. “It’s getting a little hot in here.”
     
    Fred blushed and finished his breakfast. He was helping the men
clear the table when he heard a terrible noise coming from the front of the
house. His eyes widened. He knew the voice that was shouting the loudest. No
one else sounded that annoying.
     
    He ran towards the front of the house with James and Angel right
behind him. James grabbed the back of Fred’s shirt, pulling him so James was in
front and Angel was behind him.
     
    His roommate Kyle Laughton stood red-faced in front of Gavin and
five other wolves who looked ready to eat him.
     
    “I know he’s here! I tracked the GPS signal! You’re all
kidnappers!”
     
    Gavin looked down at the smaller man. Kyle was really short for
a man. Five foot nothing, Fred called him. Kyle had this red hair that seemed
to stand up on its own and a pointed chin that he frequently led with.
     
    “Don’t know who you’re talking about,” Gavin rumbled.
     
    Kyle reached up and poked Gavin in the chest.
     
    Fred put his hand over his mouth so he wouldn’t laugh.
     
    “Fred is my friend. He’s not someone you can kidnap and keep for
your filthy orgy sex games. People care about him and what happens to him. You
bring him out right now or I’ll call the cops!”
     
    Fred rubbed his hand over his face. Filthy sex orgies? Okay,
most of the wolves walked around shirtless, but they weren’t nude. Kyle seemed
really upset. Fred felt bad about that. He knew Kyle had no real family and his
last boyfriend had disappeared without telling anyone where he was going. Kyle
had been inconsolable. Of course then he’d milked it for weeks after, but Fred
knew he’d been really hurt.
     
    Fred stepped up to intervene and bounced against James’s back.
     
    “Let me through,” Fred whispered. “He’s my friend.”
     
    Gavin growled and picked Kyle up as if to throw him out the
door.
     
    Fred made an annoyed noise  in the back of his throat, and did
what he always did with an immovable object. He went around it. Or in between James’s
spread legs in this instance. He dropped and crawled before James even noticed
he’d moved.
     
    “Gavin, you let Kyle loose!” Fred shouted. He was a little
afraid but his anger overcame that fear. Kyle was a good guy and no wolf was
going to treat him badly.
     
    Gavin didn’t drop Kyle so Kyle kicked him in the shin. Gavin put
him down, though it looked as though he let Kyle loose more out of surprise
than pain. Kyle ran over to Fred and looked at him from head to toe. He paused
on the bright white bandage covering Fred’s arm.
     
    “What did they do to you? What kind of weird sex games are they
into? I told you never go for knives. No matter how careful the Dom is, he can
always make a mistake.”
     
    Fred rolled his eyes. “You’ve watched too many porn movies. I’m
fine. These are my friends.”
     
    Kyle made a huffing sound. “That looks like a bite on your arm. You
came here to escape those werewolf-hating bastards, not to turn into one of the
furries.”
     
    “It doesn’t work like that. You can’t just turn anyone into a
werewolf,” Fred said.
     
    “And