A Officer and his Shifter

By Tabatha Austin

Genre: Gay Shifter / Werewolf Shifter Romance 

Surviving the battlefields of Iraq was difficult, but coming out to a best friend you just happen to have a crush on? Even harder.

After years of friendship, Mark is ready to tell Justin exactly how he feels - no more secrets, no more hiding.

But while Mark may be ready to put everything out in the open, Justin knows some secrets should remain in the dark. And his secret could get them both killed. No matter what he feels about Mark, Justin’s supernatural side is just too dangerous to let out.

This 10,800+ word short gay werewolf shifter romance contains detailed descriptions of sex, including oral and anal, with a gay werewolf shifter. It is intended for the enjoyment of those who love gay werewolf shifter stories with a touch of romance. 

Author's note: This is a full-length, standalone story. No cliffhanger.

Title changed from Gay Werewolf Mate Three.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Tabatha Austin
• Release date: Jul 10, 2015
• ISBN: 9781513042343

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A OFFICER AND HIS SHIFTER

by Tabatha Austin

A OFFICER AND HIS SHIFTER

Tabatha Austin

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All Rights Reserved ©2016 Tabatha Austin. First Printing: 2016.

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Author’s Note: All characters in this story are 19 years of age or older.

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A OFFICER AND HIS SHIFTER

I’ve been in firefights in Iraq, had my convoy hit by explosives, and crawled my way through landmines in the desert. Despite that, my heart never beat as fast as it did now. In less than ten minutes, I’d see him again. No photos or grainy video chat, but the real deal.

My eyes went up to a photo of us together just before I shipped out. Skinny, short blond Justin on the left and me next to him. Even then I kept my brown hair cut military style. I had a similar camo tank top like the one I’m wearing now.

Maybe I should have dressed up.

It’s not a date.

Isn’t it?

I was muscular back then but extra calories and a workout bench to relieve the boredom packed on the muscles. I wondered what he would think when he saw me for real.

My fingers went up to touch his side of the photo.

You could even touch him again. I let out a long breath. Even night patrol didn’t scare me this much. Keep it together, Mark.

The dusty country roads to our hometown looked the same. I expected little change in four years. It was both comforting and sad. You could go home again, but home never improved.

Just like some of our classmates.

In our small Texas town, there weren’t many opportunities. If you wanted to make something out of yourself, you left. A few people had good reasons to stay. I couldn’t fault Justin for taking care of his folk’s farm. Once they passed, I figured he’d move on, but he never did.

Guess we all have our path in life.

For me that meant a four-year stint in the military until my CO encouraged me to leave. They repealed Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell. Officially, they couldn’t dismiss me for homosexuality. All it took was one old homophobic guard to ruin my career. I didn’t need a bullet accidentally finding its way in my back or miss out on further promotions.

So I got out with enough money and bonuses to make life comfortable. Now the question was what to do? Military life is very structured. You do this, that, and whatever your commanding officer tells you to do. Now I was a civilian. Paradoxically, the freedom to do anything kept me from going out and seeing the world. Like a bird returning to his nest, I came back to my hometown.

I let out a