Pregnant with His Werewolf's Baby

 
Pregnant with His Werewolf's Baby

Lone Wolf Pack 1

Copyright 2014 Anya Byrne

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Blurb:

Gavin Price has had enough. He’s lost countless relationships
because he can’t seem to take that last step into intimacy. Never again. He’s
going to get rid of his pesky virginity.

It’s a simple enough plan. Go into a club, pick up a handsome
guy. Shouldn’t be hard. Other people do it all the time.

Of course, other people don’t run into Saul Simmons, a man
with eyes that seem to change color, and whose sheer presence makes Gavin’s
breath catch. One night together, and Gavin thinks this might be it. He might
have finally found someone worth not only of his body, but also of his heart.

And then, Saul mysteriously disappears, leaving Gavin
heart-broken and... quickly gaining weight? What in the world is happening to
him? And why is his stomach suddenly being kicked from the inside? Surely it
must be indigestion from his new excessive diet of meats.

Unbeknownst to Gavin, Saul is actually a werewolf. From the
very first moment they meet, Saul realizes they are mates. But Saul is also a
naturally born Alpha, and his pack has very specific plans for him, none of
them including a bonding with a human. He also has no idea he’s going to be a
daddy.

Can two men from two
different worlds accept everything they thought they knew was wrong? Can they
handle both a forbidden relationship and impending parenthood? They’re
definitely going to try.

Warning: Gay erotic romance. The material in this
document contains explicit sexual content that is intended for mature audiences
only. All characters involved in are adults capable of consent, are over the
age of twenty-one, and are willing participants.

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Table of Contents

Pregnant with His Werewolf's Baby

About the Author

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Pregnant with His Werewolf's Baby

Lone Wolf Pack 1

Anya Byrne

Copyright 2014

Chapter One

Gavin slowly inserted the key in the lock and twisted it,
paying close attention to not making any noise. As he pushed the door open, he
scanned the hallway of his apartment, only to see it clear of any people. So
far so good. Richard was probably home, but he must be on their work computer,
browsing the most recent job listings.

Gavin took off his shoes and placed them down. His stockinged
feet made no noise as he walked from the hallway toward the kitchen. He removed
the champagne, and whipped cream from the bag, hesitated over the lube and
condoms and finally left them inside. If everything went well, he'd have to
carry them to the bedroom anyway.

This was it, the day he'd been waiting for so long. Today, it
was his and Richard's two months anniversary, and Gavin had finally decided to
take a leap of faith and celebrate it in style.

Even if he hadn't actually done this before, he knew how it
worked, and he even had some fantasies which he couldn't wait to share with
Richard. He intended to slip into something more comfortable and pour Richard a
glass of champagne, but he lost interest in that tentative plan when a moan of
pleasure reached his ears.

Dread building in his heart, Gavin abandoned the supplies in
the kitchen and walked toward the bedroom. The closer he got, the clearer the
sounds became. He wanted to think Richard was masturbating or watching a porn
movie, but he couldn't possibly deceive himself in such a way.

The confirmation to his worst fears came when he dared to
crack the door to the bedroom open. Two male bodies lay entwined on the bed,
moving rhythmically. The sound of flesh slapping against flesh nauseated Gavin,
especially since he recognized Richard as the guy currently pounding into the
ass of some stranger.

Gavin could almost hear his own heart break—which really,
seemed like a very silly thought to have right now. But Gavin couldn't be
expected to be one hundred percent rational, not when his entire world had come
crumbling down.

He hesitated for so long that Richard and his lover ended up
climaxing while Gavin watched. Seeing them writhe together in orgasm infuriated
Gavin. He shoved the door open and burst into the room. "What in the world
is going on here?"

It was a stupid question, since Richard's dick was just now
leaving the other man's body.

"Gavin. Shit. I thought you were working late,"
Richard replied, having enough decency to pull the sheets over his naked body.

"I wanted to surprise you," Gavin shot back,
feeling like he'd fallen into a nightmare. "It seems that I
succeeded."

The stranger Richard had been fucking lifted his hands, like
he wanted to prove he wasn't a threat. "Look, man, I didn't know he had a
boyfriend. It was just a hook-up."

Gavin ignored him, because taking in the nakedness of the
other man just hurt too much. "How could you do this to me, Richard?"
he asked.

"It's not my fault," his boyfriend—no, his
ex-boyfriend—spat at him. "I only wanted to date you to fuck that ass of
yours, but you've been playing hot and cold with me for months."

It was true that Gavin had issues with intimacy, which was
why he never managed to hold onto a relationship. But Richard had seemed so
nice. He'd understood Gavin's problems with trusting other people and agreed to
them taking it slow. "You said you could wait," Gavin said, aware of
the tremor in his voice and hating it with a passion. "You said that I
could take as much time as I needed."

Richard shrugged. "And you can. Just don't expect me to
be as celibate as you. I have needs, you know. If my boyfriend doesn't meet
them, I have every right to go elsewhere."

Gavin straightened his back and narrowed his eyes at the
other man. The irony was that Gavin had planned to give his virginity to
Richard tonight, but that didn't matter anymore. "You know what? You're
completely correct. Since it's so obvious this relationship doesn't suit you, it's
time for you to go elsewhere. Now start packing."

For a few seconds, Richard gaped at him. "You can't be
serious. You can't kick me out. I don't have anywhere to go."

"Try your lover there. Maybe he can give you a hand
since you two seemed so very close."

The stranger just scoffed. "I was just in it for the
sex. If I'd known about the whole… home-wrecker part, I never would have
bothered."

He was already pulling his jeans on and gathering the rest of
his stuff. Gavin watched him go, distantly wondering where Richard had even
picked him up.

Once the door to the apartment shut behind the stranger,
Gavin turned toward his former boyfriend again. "Well? Why are you staring
at me? Grab your stuff and hurry along. I don't have all day."

With an angry huff, Richard started tossing clothing and
other personal belongings into his duffle bag. In a way, it hurt, because since
Richard had moved in with Gavin, Gavin had truly felt things were falling into
place. Apparently, he'd been blinding himself to the obvious, because now that
he'd gotten this eye-opener, he guessed this couldn't have been the first time
Richard had cheated on him.

Finally, after what seemed like forever, Richard finished his
packing and pushed past Gavin. Their shoulders brushed as Richard walked by,
and Gavin's body—the treacherous little bastard—responded to it. Gavin reminded
himself that Richard was an asshole who didn't deserve his arousal, and saw
Richard to the door, just because he wanted to watch the other man walk out of
his life.

"Your key," he demanded.

Gritting his teeth, Richard retrieved his key from his pocket
and tossed it to Gavin. As he stepped out into the corridor, though, he threw
one last look over his shoulder. "Good luck finding someone who can deal
with your drama. No one is ever going to want to put up with you, Gavin. You're
just a frigid, crazy little bitch, and you'll be alone for the rest of your
life."

With that parting shot, Richard left. Gavin closed the door
behind him and leaned against the wood. For a few seconds, he couldn't even
breathe. Richard's poison had struck him far harder than Gavin would have liked
to admit. All of his boyfriends had left him for this exact reason. At this
rate, he'd end up an old queen, mourning his lost youth while he struggled to earn
enough to feed ten cats.

Gavin slid to the floor and buried his face in his hands. Why
was it that he could never be happy? Had he been a horrible person in a past
life? Had he wronged someone without even realizing it? It certainly seemed the
case. Either that, or the universe had decided to have fun at his expense.

He was snapped out of his trance of self-pity by the sound of
his ringtone. Recognizing the personalized notes, Gavin retrieved his cellphone
from his pocket and accepted the call.

"Hey, Jessie," he greeted his best friend.

"Christ, Gav," Jessie began without preamble,
"I don't know how you do it with these kids. I tried to get them to listen
to what I wanted to say about their future careers, but they just stared at me
with blank eyes."

"It's not your fault," Gavin replied, wiping his
eyes. "It's sometimes hard to reach them, with all the Facebooking, and
the drugs, and so many insecurities."

Sometimes, Gavin thought he did a great job as a guidance
councilor because he empathized with those very same insecurities and, in a
way, shared them. Highschool kids needed an ear and a shoulder to cry on more
than they even realized, and Gavin truly wanted to give them the help he'd
rarely found. Maybe he did deserve Richard's rejection, because he never should
have left his duties to Jessie, not even for a few hours.

"Sorry, Jess. I'll talk to each of them tomorrow. Thanks
for handling this meeting for me."

His friend must have realized something wasn't right, not
that it surprised Gavin. "What's wrong, Gav? What happened?"

"I broke up with Richard." Gavin sniffed. "He
was cheating on me with some guy, fucking him in our bed."

"Oh, honey. I don't even know what to say. I always
thought he was no good for you, but that's horrible even for him."

Gavin wiped his eyes and stared at the ceiling. "You
were right. God, Jess. I just…
 
I can't
believe this is happening."

"He was a good for nothing asshole and you're better off
without him. I know this doesn't really help, but at one point, I kind of
suspected that he was only with you because he couldn't afford a place of his
own."

Gavin winced, the truth of Jessie's words striking at the
very core of his insecurities. "You're right. It doesn't help. He… He told
me that I was a frigid, crazy bitch."

Jessie snarled in obvious anger. "That bastard. I'm
going to track him down and castrate him with a tea spoon. Don't even think for
a moment that he's right. You're just waiting for the right guy, and that's
perfectly okay."

"I was going to sleep with him," Gavin confessed.
"Tonight. I was kind of embarrassed about the whole thing, and that's why
I didn't tell you."

Not to mention that he was aware Jessie couldn't stand
Richard, and that conversation wouldn't have gone over well. "I suppose
you were lucky you didn't," Jessie said with a sad sigh. "You'd have
just regretted it after that. Just ignore him. You'll find someone else, a nice
guy who can give you everything you want."

Jessie might have a point, but Mr. Right didn't seem to be
very inclined to show up in Gavin's life. Then again, at this rate, Gavin would
probably just push every single interested man away.

"In hindsight, I suppose I can't even blame Richard for
cheating on me," he told Jessie. "Heck, I couldn't even try to give
him a blowjob without panicking."

"Then he should have come out and told you he wasn't
happy with waiting," Jessie replied. "Don't make excuses for him. He
doesn't deserve your body or your heart, especially not after what he said and
did."

Right. Richard had called him frigid, and had done so right
after he'd fucked a stranger in the bed Gavin had hoped to share with him.
Something angry and rebellious stirred inside him at the thought. "You
know what? I'm going to prove to Richard I'm not frigid. I'm going to find the
first man I'm attracted to and have him fuck me into the mattress."

Jessie gasped. "Hon, don't do anything stupid. You don't
have anything to prove, to Richard, or anyone else. You'll regret it in the
morning, you know you will. What do you always tell your kids? Don't make any
decisions that might come back to bite you in the ass."

"I don't think I've ever used that phrasing with any of
the students who came to me," Gavin joked. "Seriously, though, I have
to face this, Jess. Maybe Richard had a point. I can never be in a healthy
relationship as long as I don't get over my issues."

"And you think a one-night stand will solve what years
of therapy didn't? Gav, it's not the sex that's the problem, and you know
it."

Yes, Gavin did know, and if one of his students had come to
him with a such a hare-brained idea, he would quickly pointed out all the
fallacies in the logic. Hell, teens these days always saw their virginity as
something to get rid of as soon as possible. But even if he intellectually
realized all this, even if the professional inside him berated him just for
considering it, Gavin couldn't help but feel this was something he needed to
do.

"Look, I'm coming over," Jessie said. "We'll
order take out, and watch a movie. Things will look better in the
morning."

Yes, they would. Jessie always made him feel better. His
always-a-silver-lining outlook on life never ceased to encourage Gavin. But it
would be too easy to rely on Jessie again. He would just fall into his regular,
comforting routine, tell himself everything would be all right and have
nightmares about eternal solitude.

Even if he realized he'd probably hurt his friend by this,
Gavin said, "Don't. I'm going out tonight. I'll face my fears, once and
for all."

Jessie tried to protest, but Gavin hung up the phone. He'd already
made the decision. Something had to change in his life if he was going to push
past today's events and grow into more. If he had no other way to do it, he
might as well try to lose his virginity.