One Would Be Enough

By Holly Day

Teo Solace has worked hard to achieve his dream of owning a house. But he didn’t know he would become next-door neighbor to werewolves or that refusing the pack’s demand to sell the house to them would end with being kidnapped.

Jerico Franklin left his pack sixteen years ago, and he never planned to return. By refusing to mate with the female his father picked for him, he believed he was doomed to live the rest of his life as a lone wolf. He didn’t expect to wake up in a dark cellar with a human by his side. Jerico shouldn’t care about the human, but when he learns his former pack intends to kill Teo to take over his house, he knows he has to find a way to get them out of there before he loses control of his wolf.

Teo never believed he’d care for a wolf, but spending days in the dark with nothing but Jerico’s voice to cling to shifts his perspectives. Humans are a dime on a dozen. One more or less shouldn’t matter, but Jerico would’ve lost himself in the dark if it wasn’t for Teo. For how long will Jerico be able to keep Teo safe from the pack? For how long can he keep him safe from himself?

• Language: English
• Publisher: JMS Books LLC
• Release date: Jan 19, 2022
• ISBN: 9781685500269

Holly Day

Holly Day and Sherman Wick are the authors of several books about the Twin Cities. Sherman Wick received his BA in history from the University of Minnesota and has been a member of the Minnesota Historical Society for several decades. Holly Day has worked as a freelance writer for local and national publications for over twenty-five years and teaches writing classes at the Loft Literary Center.

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One Would Be Enough

By Holly Day

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Copyright 2022 Holly Day

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Thank you so much, Gabi Cervenka and Leonie Duncan for helping me out on such short notice yet again. I’m forever grateful.

One Would Be Enough was written to celebrate Make Your Dreams Come True Day, which is on January 13th. Everyone has dreams, big or small. Celebrate Make Your Dreams Come True Day by doing something that will get you closer to achieving yours. You can do it!

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One Would Be Enough

By Holly Day

Chapter 1

Teo Solace came to with a groan. The strain on his arms was excruciating and the darkness filled him with panic. It took a few seconds before the memories came flooding back.

He didn’t know how long he’d been there, but it had to be a couple of days now—it had to.

Shivering, he pulled in a breath. The damp air was still too cold for comfort, but something was different now. His head was woozy and his mouth uncooperative. Drool wet his stubbly chin, and he did his best to wipe it off on his shoulder.

Adrenaline shot through him as his motions had his fingers brushing against something—something warm. He held his breath and listened.

Breaths.

The hairs on his body stood on end. There was someone else down here with him.

Teo tried looking over his shoulder, but it was pitch black. He guessed they were back-to-back. With his feet tied to the chair and his muscles stiff and cold, he couldn’t move. It didn’t matter. He could’ve been placed on the person’s lap and still not be able to see them. There wasn’t so much as a sliver of light coming through a crack—no window, and he had no idea in what direction the door was. Was he in the same room he’d been before?

Excuse me? He waited. Hello?

No response.

The thick, damp darkness was swallowing him, removing him from the universe, but he was sure someone was there with him. Now that he was more alert, he could sense the heat coming off the person, and he wanted to curl into it. He was so damn cold he feared he’d never get warm again.

It had to be above freezing or he’d be dead by now, but there was no radiator in the basement, and January was cold this far north. He’d known it would be when he moved, but he hadn’t counted on this mess.

Hey! He tried touching the hands—he assumed they were hands and the person was trussed up in a similar fashion as he was.

Everything stilled, and Teo feared the person had died. There were no breaths.

Are you alive?

Last I checked. The gravelly tone sent a shiver through Teo. A man, and while it was hard to tell, he believed him to be taller than Teo. It could be the sound of his voice echoing strangely, but he didn’t think so.

Good. I feared you’d left me there for a moment.

Do I…no.

No, what?

I was gonna ask if I know you, but I don’t.

Considering Teo didn’t know anyone around here, he had never toyed with the idea of the guy being someone he knew.

Nah, I’m not from around here, if we’re still here, that is.

Silence stretched and Teo wanted to roll his eyes. He might not be a genius, but he liked to believe he was above average in the intelligence department. He often dumbed it down to fit in with his workmates—they weren’t stupid, but there was a certain jargon to stick to. And he stuck to it—mostly for their sake, but life was easier if you fit the role expected of you.

He was six feet tall with a stocky build and had worked as a construction