Herringbone and Howls By Megan Slayer
Book 2
in the Billion Dollar Wolf series
Can
overcoming the past let them have it all?
Daniel
Meade isn’t looking for love, but he needs a night of fun. He’s made his
billions in finance and has the Meade pack well in the black, but he’s lonely.
One night to snag a partner, scratch an itch and walk away isn’t bad, right?
Until he meets Rory. Then his world flips upside down. He wants to dress Rory
in fancy suits and love him until they both can’t see straight. But will Rory
accept him?
Rory
Simpkin desperately wants to be loved. He’s been the odd man out in the Simpkin
pack for as long as he can remember. His relationships tend to implode because
he doesn’t seek out anything to last. When he connects with Daniel, he finds
his heart. There’s only one glaring, clawing catch. Daniel is part of the rival
pack.
Can
these two wolves find their forever together on common ground or will the
rivalries be too much to heal the wounds of their collective past?
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EXCERPT:
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“I
brought you something to drink.” Daniel offered the second glass. “I hear you
like ginger ale.”
“I
do.” Rory’s smile increased in intensity and appeared genuine. “Do I know you?”
“I
doubt it. I just saw you and wanted to get to know you.” It was a terrible come
on, but whatever. He wasn’t great at the dating game.
“I’m
glad you did.” Rory held the drink with both hands. “My name is Rory.”
“I’m
Daniel.” He stood beside Rory. “Are you having fun here?” God, he was really bad
at flirting.
“I
am.” Rory turned his back on the crowd. “You saw me? Among all those other
beautiful men out there?”
“I
did.” He couldn’t tell him the wolf had chosen him. The animal scratched him
from within and begged to be unleashed. He didn’t understand the strong
reaction, but he’d worry about it later.
Rory
sipped the drink, then toyed with the condensation on the glass. “Want to
dance?”
“Sure.”
He wasn’t sure why he’d said that—he hadn’t done much of it lately—but when he
looked at Rory, he wanted to take a chance. He abandoned his drink on the ledge
and held out his hand.
Rory
grasped his fingers and allowed Daniel to sweep him into his arms. “Hi.”
“Hi.”
He barely heard the music or noticed the tempo change. All he saw was Rory. His
wolf calmed the moment he and Rory touched. He eased his arms around Rory,
holding him close and swaying to the tempo they created. Up close, he noticed
the flecks of gray in Rory’s eyes, the few freckles on his cheeks and the way a
blush crept over his face. He also liked the way he smelled—like lavender.
His
wolf paced within him. He’d always been a fool of the scent of lavender. How
would Rory know that? He rubbed along Rory’s back, loving the feel of his
strong, but lean body in his hands.
“I’m
glad you noticed me.” Rory nuzzled Daniel’s cheek. “I like this.”
“Do
you?” His wolf did. He brushed his nose on Rory’s and blood rushed to his cock.
HIs wolf’s interest grew. He wanted to pull this man into one of the alcoves
and make out. God, he hadn’t felt that way in forever. “Come here.”
Rory
allowed Daniel to tug him to the dim light of the alcove. “Want to dance here
instead?”
“Yes.”
He kissed Rory, allowing his desire to be his guide.
Rory
didn’t fight him and instead ground on Daniel’s thigh. Need and the sheer craving
of his wolf spurred Daniel on. He pushed the kiss deeper and when Rory opened
to him, he sucked on his tongue. He liked the way Rory tasted, too. The more he
touched Rory, sliding his hands along Rory’s ribs, then down to his hips, the
more he liked him.
Rory
continued grinding and smoothed his hands over Daniel’s chest. He drew a growl
from deep within Daniel and his wolf growled in tandem.
Daniel
pressed Rory to the wall. Every ounce of his being needed Rory. He broke the
kiss and rested his forehead on Rory’s. “You make me crazy.” His wolf wanted to
mark this man and keep him—odd since he’d never been this drawn to someone.
Rory
grasped the lapels of Daniel’s jacket. “You’ve got me all turned around.” He
panted and his breath warmed Daniel’s skin. “I want you like I’ve never wanted
anyone. This is…I don’t know what to think.”
“Me
neither.” He wanted to let his wolf guide him, but his wolf had steered him
into trouble before. “What do you want to do?”
“I
don’t know.” Rory held on to Daniel’s jacket. “All I know is that I want to be
with you.”
He
wanted that as well. He resumed dancing and swaying with Rory. As he looked
into Rory’s eyes, he understood some of the connection. Rory was a wolf
shifter. He knew that peculiar feeling and the shimmer of gold in Rory’s eyes.
No wonder his wolf wanted to be with this man—he’d found a kindred spirit.
Should
he slow down? Or let this continue to unfold between them? He swayed with Rory,
allowing the chemistry between them to grow. He barely heard the music. Rory
consumed his attention.
“Is
this your first time here?” Rory asked. “At the club?”
“No.”
He breathed the scent of Rory in. “You?”
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