His Honey Boy (Book 2): Mr. Mate, #2

By Fel Fern

Everyone says it's suicide disturbing the grumpy old bear living in the woods. But I’m the bad little wolf that doesn’t like being told what to do. When someone pushes, I push back. Common sense.

It turns out the lone bastard up there isn’t old. Jim Bob might be one sullen werebear, but he sure is smoking hot. The kind of sexy bastard I want to ride, except Jim gives me conditions: we do this his way or I hit the highway. What he wants is impossible. Jim wants the entire mate package—the mind-blowing sex comes with the sappy words and the messy feelings. Am I up for the challenge?

• Language: English
• Publisher: Fel Fern
• Release date: Jan 20, 2016
• ISBN: 9781524248505

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His Honey Boy © January 2016 by Fel Fern

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HIS HONEY BOY

Everyone says its suicide disturbing the grumpy old bear living in the woods. But I’m the bad little wolf that doesn’t like being told what to do. When someone pushes, I push back. Common sense.

It turns out the lone bastard up there isn’t old. Jim Bob might be one sullen werebear, but he sure is smoking hot. The kind of sexy bastard I want to ride, except Jim gives me conditions: we do this his way or I hit the highway. What he wants is impossible. Jim wants the entire mate package—the mind-blowing sex comes with the sappy words and the messy feelings. Am I up for the challenge?

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Table of Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

His Honey Boy

By Fel Fern

Chapter One

Brody

The Lusty Lads Bar and Grill is just like I remembered it. One of the local bands play good old country music up front and every table’s full, even the bar’s crowded. I sit myself at my favorite spot close to the bartender, where I have a bird’s eye view of everyone there. Even the folks are the same, some a couple of years older, more weary, but otherwise, unchanged. Humans mix right in with the supernatural.

Still a rarity from where I’ve been. At Southpaw, where I’m currently finishing my bachelor’s degree in English, the normals and the paranormal community don’t usually mix. I keep being a werewolf to myself. Even if I possessed a loud personality, most of my peers don’t really associate the openly gay but cool friend as a werewolf. They seem to have the impression werewolves are always buffed, growly and downright mean.

I always look forward to spending the long weekend back in Applewood, because let’s face it: there’s nothing quite like home. Southpaw’s been good to me and all, but it gets tiring hiding one important aspect of my identity. Back in Applewood, there’s no pretension.

Here’s your usual, Carl the bartender says, sliding a beer to my direction.

I raise the bottle to him in a salute and drink down the golden ambrosia. Fuck, that’s good.

You sure sound like you’re doing the dirty, buddy, remarks a voice.

Usually, I don’t take well to insults, but I recognize the speaker. Gio, my childhood friend and fellow pack member, slides to the seat next to mine and orders a beer from Carl.

I thought you were only coming in tomorrow night? Gio asks.

I thought I’d head straight here after my last exam and besides, my mom’s been bugging me to see her new home. After I said hi, I came right over here. She says you asshats are still hanging out here.

Gio grins. By his shoulder, his boyfriend, Todd appears. Hey, Brody. Glad you decided to come home early.

You up for some fun tonight? Another voice adds. Seeing Ryan, I grin. Our brat pack’s now a complete set.

What sort of fun? I ask, interested.

A familiar glint appears in Gio’s eyes. That one look’s enough to remind me of the time when we were more rowdy wolf pups. Nothing illegal, but Jerry and the other pack head honchos are out of town for a conference.

I raise my eyebrows at that. Really? Come on, fellas. We’re too old for this shit. I just want to get hammered and maybe get some handsome, unattached cowboy to ride me.

The guys share knowing looks.

Stop sounding old, Brody. You’re twenty-one for God’s sake. Play the drinking game with us, Todd complains.

If you guys are buying, then I’m up for anything.

What the heck? It’s rare that I’m home anyways and I sure could go for some fun. Besides, I can’t tell my chums the reason why I’m so eager to head back here. After going strong for three solid years, my boyfriend, and love of my life, decides to break up with me. The discriminating jerk apparently