|Heat Stroke: Paws to Heal|
|by Lena Austin|
cover art by Reneé George
|Genre(s): Paranormal, Hot Flashes|
|Theme(s): Ménage, Werewolves|
|Series: Heat Strokes Multi-Author|
|Length: Hot Flash|
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The two Alphas circled each other warily, hackles raised and eyes gleaming golden in the moonlight. A beautiful female, her eyes demonically red, lounged casually in the hollow of an oak's roots. This wasn't her fight. They'd have to work their differences out on their own. Then, it would be her turn. She knew she was the prize.
The large, graying wolf stepped carefully in the sand. He was new to this idea of sharing power, after managing his pack alone for over thirty years . His muscles bunched and moved fluidly, something the female appreciated.
The brown Chihuahua curled his lip and kept an unflinching eye on the wolf, no matter how the big fellow paced. He would not give up, despite the size difference. There was more than his love life at stake here, as far as he was concerned. He didn't like sharing.
Katriena studied the two with an indulgent smile. Tonight was her night, and she reveled in the anticipation. Still, she had to teach the males their place. "Oh, get on with it, you two! I'm perishing for a cup of coffee while you two get off on your testosterone poisoning."
Both males leapt into the air, whirled, and came down side by side. They studied her, now in naked human form, an enticement despite being past her prime by a few years. Her breasts were still lush and full, her flat belly showing no sign of any litters past, though all knew there'd been some. Katriena prided herself on keeping in shape. Her black hair, ice blue eyes and white skin celebrated her true form -- that of an exotic Siberian Husky.
The Chihuahua shifted first, revealing a short, naked man with brown skin, thick black hair, and large brown eyes. He crossed his burly arms over his chest. "Sorry, baby. I'm still not used to sharing."
"Nor I." The big gray wolf had shifted to a tall, naked man with a lean body and a mane of black and gray hair.
Katriena rose gracefully from her improvised throne and sauntered over to take a firm bicep of each male. She hid her shiver of delight at the quivering male flesh and gave both of them a mild shake. "This isn't about us, you morons. Let's fuck and seal the breach between our packs." A jerk of her head indicated the luxuriously large campsite awaiting them.
Eduardo, the short man, reached out and pulled her to them both. He was the first to bury his face in her right shoulder and nibble. "I'll try."
Not to be outdone, Duke wrapped one arm around Eduardo for balance and pulled Katriena closer to him as well. Deep pain welled up in his voice. "So long. It's been so long…"