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Taming the Wolf
by Michelle Houston
Category: Erotica/Erotic Romance/Romance
Description: Gay werewolves just didn't happen naturally. Ben had accepted that he would quite possibly live the rest of his life alone. Then one day Nathan, another rogue-made werewolf, turns up on his doorstep. Ben finds that maybe there is a mate for him after all, if he can teach the younger man how to tame his inner wolf.
eBook Publisher: Phaze, 2009
eBookwise Release Date: April 2009
 
73 Reader Ratings:
Available eBook Formats: OEBFF Format (IMP) [35 KB]
Words: 6214
Reading time: 17-24 min.
Three days later, Ben was about at his wits end, his earlier guess that Nathan was trouble had long since been confirmed, on both counts. Nathan just wasn't getting it. He had tried everything Bryson had used with him--tossing him raw steak, causing the younger man to shift into his wolf being, and taunting him into a fight. Every time Nathan would lose control of his wolf's urge to assume the dominate role. Ben was seriously worried he'd have to hide the younger man from Bryson to save his life, but doubted it would work for long and might cost them both their lives. Time was running short, and the more time he spent with Nathan the more he was coming to like him. The long dormant needs and desires had been awakened. The younger man had a quiet way about him, a gentleness that was completely at odds with his new life as a werewolf, but this dichotomy was infinitely attractive to the older man.
"I'm sorry, Ben, I don't know what I'm doing wrong." Nathan slumped to the floor, his knees against his chest, his eyes liquid with misery. Ben could understand all too well what he was feeling. He had suffered the same thing a few years earlier. He had been out hiking when a wolf came out of nowhere. It had attacked him, viciously biting at his arms and legs as he struggled to get free. Then as he lay there, too weak to fight anymore, and terrified he was dying, it had shifted to a man. Standing over him was a man with cold, dead eyes and a cruel smile. On the ground, bleeding from multiple wounds, he had been unable to do more than lay there as the man turned and walked away, leaving him there to die.
Luckily for him, Bryson, one of the elders, had been hunting the rogue and found him before he'd bled out. Bryson had taken him in and he and his mate cared for him, until Ben could do for himself. He had no real memory of the time between the two events, just a haze of pain and fear, of ripping the hair off of his body as he struggled to understand what was happening, and terror so deep it still swarmed over him just thinking about it.
Then the training had begun, four terrifying days where he struggled to control the beast, knowing what awaited him if he didn't. Finally, his fear of death won out, the anger at the hand fate had dealt him diminished, and he managed to put a leash on his inner wolf.
"It isn't that you're doing anything wrong, Nathan. It's simply that you believe your wolf self is stronger. You're defeated before you've even begun."
Crouching down, he looked Nathan directly in the eyes as he continued. "You know what's at stake here--your life. You have to fight the wolf. It has to learn its place. If it continues to win, you die."
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