[Siren Classic ManLove: Erotic Alternative Paranormal Romance, M/M, werewolves, HEA]
Adam is a wolf hybrid, the result of a secret military research project splicing animal DNA with human DNA to create the perfect soldier. He was never meant to see the outside world, but a freak gas explosion gives him a chance to escape. Now a hunted man, Adam trusts no one, and he expects to spend the rest of his life alone.
Journalist Chaunce "Chance" Philip Hollis III is unlucky in love and stuck in a job he hates. Then he meets Adam. It's lust at first sight, and Chance is sure he's found the perfect man. Adam is determined not to involve Chance in his life, but it's already too late. The bad guys are hot on his trail and just as determined to use Chance for bait. To save Chance, Adam will have to show his true colors and use the only weapons he has—fangs and fur.
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“Do you want fries with that?” Adam asked, trying not to gag on the smell of grilled meat, fried onions, and burnt coffee. It was a far cry from the organic diet he’d been fed at the laboratory. Hell, feeding in the wild had been better than this. Adam ate junk food because it was free to the employees, but having to smell it cooking all day made his stomach queasy.
“Just gimme what I asked for.”
Adam kept his eyes down and took a deep breath. He never could figure out why the fast food chains were so popular. Some humans would eat anything.
“Hey, asshole, make that sometime today.”
Seven dollars an hour for this. I should quit now. My days are numbered anyway. The CEOs at Big-Top Burgers were planning to install touch-screen kiosks to handle the cashier duties, making him and the rest of his coworkers obsolete. It didn’t matter. He’d be gone long before the transition. It was only a matter of time before the company figured out he’d given them a bogus social security number. He longed for his old job at the quarry, working outside and only Jim to answer to. Forcing himself to leave Indiana had been tough, but he couldn’t see any way around it. He’d packed his few belongings in a duffle bag and hitched his way to the east coast. Maybe getting lost in a big city like Philadelphia would keep him off the radar.
“Cheer up! It might never happen.”
Adam froze. For crying out Pete! The gentle, honeysweet voice sent a shiver along his spine. He looked up from the computer where he’d been punching in orders and made eye contact with big chocolate eyes that reminded him of his mother. His heart twisted. The memories were merciless, triggered by a kind look or a sympathetic word, striking at odd times, usually when he was least prepared to deal with them. But the bad memories surfaced as well. He’d left the old life behind him, but he was still held prisoner by the years of abuse and conditioning. If only he could forget…
“Burger and fries.” The customer actually winked at him. “And I like everything super-sized.”