Remy's Wolf (Wolves of Mt. Alexis, 1) Read Free

he’d be in the nature preserve
the humans maintained on the other side of their acreage. Although
their pack had never had problems with the humans near them, they
didn’t make a habit of going into the preserve in their wolf form
if they could help it. The animals were supposedly protected there,
but they didn’t want to push their luck.
    But Hank couldn’t stop padding closer
and closer to the preserve. He had to seek out the source of
whatever he’d picked up on, and he didn’t care how far he had to go
to get it. As he moved through a copse of trees near the base, a
clearing came into view with a few small cabins. One of the cabins
had smoke coming from the chimney, fire illuminating the inside.
The scent he’d been following was coming from the cabin, he knew
it.
    He stopped and inhaled the air. Fear
mixed with the scent now, and it propelled him closer. As he neared
the window, he shifted into his human form and peeked inside. Two
men were in front of the fire, one binding the hands of
another.
    You’re just like the
others. You think you’re too good for a guy like me. Well, I’ll
show you, just like I showed the others. Hank heard the man on top say and instantly knew something
was wrong. When the big guy on top shoved his cock into the smaller
man and began fucking him hard, Hank’s hackles rose. The one on top
was covered in sweat as he clumsily moved over the man under
him.
    A growl rose from his
throat unbidden, and the man stopped and turned toward the window.
Hank ducked and waited a few moments, until he heard the big guy
start grunting like a pig again. He lifted his head back up and
looked over the edge and saw the big guy was focused on the man
under him again. You’ll not get away from
me, you piece of fucking trash. I’ll nail
your ass, and then I’ll bury you ten feet down. You’ll never laugh at anyone ever again.
    When Hank heard the scream that
followed the big guy’s words, he waited no longer. He shifted back
into his wolf form and rounded the cabin. As soon as he spied the
front door, he charged at it. The old wood splintered easily under
his large form, and he dropped just before the two men.
    Eyeing the big guy, he growled and
barred his teeth. The guy backed off the smaller man, and a fresh
wave of the scent hit Hank anew, this time stronger and harder than
before. He stopped growling for a moment as lust filled him, but
shook it off quickly. The guy was on his feet in an instant and
running for something on the floor.
    Hank lunged, jumping across the guy
lying on the floor, and caught the attacker by the throat. He heard
the man screaming until he bore down harder on his neck, crushing
his windpipe. Hank held on until the man stopped flailing, wanting
to be sure the guy was dead. Once he was still, Hank released him
in a pile and turned to look at the younger man on the
floor.
    A rush of the sweet scent hit Hank
again, and he felt his body shifting into human form without his
control. He fought the change, not wanting to out himself to a
human. His kind had stayed safe because they hid what they were. No
matter how hard he fought it, the change came and his limbs twisted
until he knelt on the floor nude, covered in the dead man’s
blood.
    “ What are you?” came a
shocked, soft voice after a long moment of silence.
    Hank turned toward the man he’d saved.
He was now sitting up, his eyes large and his jaw hanging down. The
scent rushed over him again, and he growled, trying to control his
body, but his cock grew thicker and longer and hung heavily between
his legs. Hank shook his head, the realization that the scent came
from the human, which made his head spin and was about to change
his whole world. “I’m the man who just saved your ass. Give me your
hands. We need to get the hell out of Dodge.”
    The human sat still, a stunned
expression on his face.
    “ I said, we need to get
out of here. Unless you like prison,” Hank added.
    That seemed to get the guy moving.