A Sneak Peek at Wolf’s Capture

What’s this around my neck? Cold and heavy, it seemed someone had given him some jewelry. His fingers explored the metal band ringing his neck.

Argh. Someone collared me.

Was it childish to want to make choking noises? Probably, and he did restrain himself, but his wolf felt no such need and whined pitifully in his mind.

A wolf could handle plenty of things. However, he’d never willingly give up his freedom.

Getting caught was embarrassing, and Brody could see he’d have to work on escape if he intended to maintain his man card in good standing.

Time to give this contraption the slip.

He felt along the tubular metal ring, searching for a clasp. Only smooth metal met his touch. Seamlessly joined with no hint of a button or trigger.

It’s getting tighter, whined his wolf.

It wasn’t, but the setback of not quickly removing it didn’t sit well. Brody needed to try something different. Given he was stronger than the average man, he’d snap the fucking thing. Slipping his fingers around the ring, he tugged. He twisted. He cursed a storm—in more than one language.

The damned necklace wouldn’t come off.

Ack. Gurgle. His wolf collapsed into a mentally traumatized heap.

Brody almost laughed.

You are such a drama king.

His wolf gave him the mental equivalent of the evil eye.

 

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