Bad Moon Rising (Blackthorn Wolves) - Plot & Excerpts
And he was a werewolf. Tommy could tell by the way he moved, and the way he looked at his surroundings. But the kicker was his smell. He could scent another predator over a mile away. Tommy had chosen his spot across the street purposefully. It was downwind. The other werewolf couldn’t smell him. Obviously, Anisa had gotten herself into trouble, again. He didn’t think for one minute that the two men had been inside shopping for healing crystals or scented bath salts. Tommy had been down this road with her before. She was one witch that liked to stir up more than just potions. He watched the men as they walked down the sidewalk to the deputy’s vehicle parked a few stores up the street. If this had been the woods, Tommy suspected the one man would’ve pulled out his dick and pissed around the shops. He had the look of a werewolf wanting to mark his territory. He strode with his legs apart a little bit wider, his chest puffed out, and his head up so he could scent the air better. It was a stance of an alpha getting ready to move into new territory.
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