“But then he’ll shoot you,” Donal wailed.
“A wolf can take a bullet, change forms and the bullet is expelled. You can’t,” Grigory scolded.
“Okay…” Donal bowed to Grigory’s authority.
Colin waved. He had a deadline, Kane had to go back to school, Sean was working on a pot, and Ian was giving and estimate. Donal needed to find something to do too. Maybe I can get my GED. When I was a kid, I dreamt of Juilliard or Emerson in Boston. If my mind is no longer fogged by drugs, and Alexei’s pheromones really restore my health, maybe that is no longer a fantasy.Donal smiled. Alexei is making all of my dreams come true, even ones I no longer thought I had. When he touches me, I get hard and needy, not repulsed. He’s right. There is a difference between sex and making love. 11
Alexei’s townhouse
Late afternoon