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My Military Wolf
My Military Wolf
My Military Wolf
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My Military Wolf

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Robert and wolf-shifter Trent meet in the armed forces. Their friendship turns to more—just in time for Trent to get moved to another assignment. Five years later, Trent walks back into Robert's life...and maybe back into his heart.

~6,000 words

LanguageEnglish
Release dateFeb 25, 2019
ISBN9781386207030
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    My Military Wolf - Hollis Shiloh

    My Military Wolf

    by Hollis Shiloh

    The first time I see Trent, we're both in the military.  He's a wolf shifter, there to sniff out bombs and shit, just like a dog.  Me, I'm a soldier.  I'm doing my duty.  Nobody knows about the other stuff, like that I can sense what people are feeling, and sometimes, if I get to know them, I can actually kind of hear what's inside their heads.

    Me, I'm dumb.  I know it.  But I'm smart about the people around me, and that's let me escape some bad shit.  Being in tune with the folks around you, you know when to run, when to hide, when to fight, and when to joke around to loosen the tension.

    And, frankly, I wouldn't have passed some of my high school classes if I hadn't been able to pull the answers out of the teachers' heads.  I guess that's cheating, but it helped me survive.

    Anyway, I saw the guy there, and he was hurting, like, bad, but only on the inside.  I could tell that right away.  There were a bunch of us just shooting the shit, all tense and waiting for our deployment, but shit, he was new.  He was moving into the unit with big scared eyes, even though he was trying to walk tough.  Maybe he just seemed scared to me because I could feel what was inside.  I looked at him real careful.  I was smoking, and I almost burned my fingers because my attention was so focused on him that I almost let the cigarette burn down to nothing and singe my flesh.

    I'd been in a few firefights and ambushes.  I wasn't a greenhorn by any stretch.  But I wasn't torn up bad, either.  This guy—he felt inside like the guys who are all torn up. 

    I'd been told he'd been

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