321 pages
December 6, 2018
One angry, grieving boy. Chase DeWitt is fourteen when his mother dies and he stumbles into the woods beyond his home, angry and heartbroken. He didn’t know that it would change the course of his life.
Two broken, lonely men.
Tyler Reid is twenty-three, grumpy and angry, trying to take care of an injured brother, and rebuilding a life blind hatred destroyed in one night.
But he understands the boy who stumbles out of the woods and into his life, understands the grief in his eyes and the rage that makes him shake. And there is something in that familiar grief that makes Tyler trust Chase, when trusting humans has only ever lead to disaster.
And a falling down house they make a home.
As the summer passes and the years turn, Chase cares for Tyler’s brother, helps him rebuilding the house in the woods, as they help each other rebuild a life beyond the little house, Chase realizes two important things: these men matter to him, could be family.
And they are not nearly as human as they seem.
It takes three weeks for Tyler to pin Chase down, and by then he doesn’t even feel bad anymore, he’s just—he’s furious.
He’s furious because Chase dated other people and Tyler never treated him like a pariah, furious because Chase won’t even listen to him, just pulls away, furious because it doesn’t mean anything, ended before it began, because she wasn’t Chase.
He’s furious when he shoves into Aurora Black’s lakehouse and finds Chase laying on the couch, smelling of vodka and misery.
“You asshole.”
“We’re not doing this,” Chase says, sitting up. He wobbles and Tyler wonders how much he drank, before he remembers how pissed he is.
“Look, you want to date,” Chase says abruptly, “Fine. Go date. I’m not going to stop you.”
“You’re just going to stop talking to me,” Tyler spits, “You’re going to take away my Pack.”
Chase flinches but he doesn’t deny it, doesn’t defend himself at all.
“I—that was a shitty thing for me to do,” he says, “And I’m sorry. Ok? It just surprised me.”
“I’m not fucking dating her,” Tyler snaps, “I took her out to let her know it wasn’t gonna work out. I was breaking up with her.”
“Why were you even with her to begin with?” Chase demands.
Tyler snarls and pulls him off the couch, shaking him and shoving him against the wall. Chase’s hands are defensive against his shoulders, but they’re warm and pulling him closer. Tyler presses into his throat, presses the words there, like a secret, “Because I can’t be with you.”
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Nazarea Andrews (N to almost everyone) is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. Which means she writes everything from zombies and dystopia to contemporary love stories. When not writing, she can most often be found driving her kids to practice and burning dinner while she reads, or binge-watching TV shows on Netflix. N loves chocolate, wine, and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, spoiled cat and overgrown dog. She is the author of World Without End series, Neverland Found, Edge of the Falls, and The University of Branton Series. Stop by her twitter (@NazareaAndrews) and tell her what fantastic book she should read next.
Nazarea Andrews (N to almost everyone) is an avid reader and tends to write the stories she wants to read. Which means she writes everything from zombies and dystopia to contemporary love stories. When not writing, she can most often be found driving her kids to practice and burning dinner while she reads, or binge-watching TV shows on Netflix. N loves chocolate, wine, and coffee almost as much as she loves books, but not quite as much as she loves her kids. She lives in south Georgia with her husband, daughters, spoiled cat and overgrown dog. She is the author of World Without End series, Neverland Found, Edge of the Falls, and The University of Branton Series. Stop by her twitter (@NazareaAndrews) and tell her what fantastic book she should read next.
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