A Heart for Him

Content warning: this story contains adult incest

Fangs and claws are great for taking down prey, but for skinning and butchering you’re going to want human hands. In my twenty-five years on earth, I’ve butchered maybe two hundred and fifty deer, so I make quick work of this one. He’s a beaut, though. My stomach’s growling just looking at him, but a good alpha doesn’t eat until his pack has fed and Mama and Papa raised me to be a good alpha. Some day I’ll have a mate, pups, maybe a whole pack, and I’ll be worthy of them. Continue reading

Same Sex

I meet myself at a keg party.

Leaning against a counter in an over-bright frat house kitchen, a red Solo cup of the usual half-warm, half-flat, thoroughly-awful beer in hand, listening to my bestie Lydia babble about all the babes in the room as I scan it in pursuit of my own next victim, I see myself. Not in a mirror, though it almost could be, but in a man. Continue reading