{"id":3569,"date":"2023-04-13T16:44:26","date_gmt":"2023-04-13T16:44:26","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.kajeharper.com\/?p=3569"},"modified":"2023-04-13T16:44:26","modified_gmt":"2023-04-13T16:44:26","slug":"unseen-past-a-hidden-wolves-prequel-is-now-out","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.kajeharper.com\/?p=3569","title":{"rendered":"“Unseen Past : A Hidden Wolves Prequel” is now out"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"\" I wasn’t going to write more wolves, but when I started a little prequel flash fiction as an Advent story, Sawyer and James hijacked my heart and mind and I ended up with a novel. Unseen Past<\/b><\/i> is now available on all vendors. <\/p>\n

Universal link: https:\/\/books2read.com\/u\/mgPkpD<\/a>
\nAmazon US : https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Unseen-Past-Hidden-Wolves-Prequel-ebook\/dp\/B0BX9WTY5H\/<\/a><\/p>\n

excerpt:<\/i>
\nSawyer stared down at the unconscious man. If the guy\u2019d been hit on the head and needed any care more complicated than rest and warmth, he was shit out of luck. Still, wolves were tough. If they didn\u2019t die right away, they usually healed. Sawyer knelt and ran his hands through the wet, black hair, feeling the man\u2019s scalp. As his fingers brushed a slight roughness in the skin, the man\u2019s eyes snapped open.<\/p>\n

Gray. Yeah.<\/i> For an instant, their gazes met and held. The man took a sharp breath, which Sawyer echoed.<\/p>\n

Then the stranger scrambled to get off the couch, naked long legs and arms flailing inelegantly. Sawyer could\u2019ve pinned him in place, but he could read fear in the man\u2019s posture and scent. Sawyer rose and backed off, hands raised, palms out. \u201cHey, chill out. You\u2019re fine. James, right?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWho\u2019re you?\u201d James\u2019s voice came out deeper than Sawyer expected, with a hint of Southern drawl.<\/p>\n

Still baritone to Sawyer\u2019s bass, of course. \u201cThis is my cabin.\u201d For the week, anyhow. \u201cI get to ask the questions.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m naked on your couch. The hell you do!\u201d That angry flash of gray eyes was a good effort, but Sawyer figured he could put James in his place with one hand tied behind his back.<\/p>\n

Sawyer narrowed his gaze. \u201cWhat was that, pup?\u201d<\/p>\n

James scrambled to his feet, put his hands on his hips, then hissed in pain. \u201cOuch, dern it, my fingers.\u201d He swayed on his feet. \u201cAnd toes.\u201d Shaking his hands gingerly, he eyed Sawyer. \u201cI\u2019m not a pup. I\u2019m a full pack member. Are you\u2026\u201d He glanced around the small cabin. \u201cAre you a lone wolf? Are you Sawyer Holt?\u201d<\/p>\n

Sawyer leaped and shoved James back two steps, pinning him against the log wall of the cabin, a hand on his throat. \u201cWhere\u2019d you hear that name?\u201d He got up in James\u2019s face, leaning heavily on him, using his size and weight to dominate.<\/p>\n

For a scrawny youngster, James didn\u2019t flinch or drop his eyes the way he should\u2019ve. \u201cI was sent to look for you. Let go of me, you lunkhead. My feet are killing me.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBoohoo.\u201d Sawyer didn\u2019t back off an inch. \u201cWho sent you?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cRick Brown, the Chicago Alpha. You ever heard of him?\u201d<\/p>\n

Heard of him? Hell, yeah. I know Rick Brown\u2026<\/i> Memories cascaded, jolting Sawyer into loosening his grip on the pup\u2019s throat. \u201cHow do you know Rick Brown? Why\u2019s he giving you orders?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe\u2019s not my Alpha.\u201d James pushed Sawyer\u2019s hand away with a forearm and Sawyer let him go. \u201cMy Alpha\u2019s in Roanoke, but he sent me and\u2014\u201d He shook his head. \u201cThe details don\u2019t matter. Alpha told me to make myself useful to Chicago\u2019s Alpha while I was there. Rick Brown looked me over like he knew the color of my underwear, said, \u2018I have an errand for you,\u2019 and here I am.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBut how?\u201d The cabin was well off the beaten path. Sawyer didn\u2019t think even Rick was that psychic.<\/p>\n

\u201cHe sent me to a man named Bill Stoltz in Minot with a freaking code word. Stoltz looked at me, said, \u2018Oh, you\u2019re the kid,\u2019 and told me how to find this place. I\u2019ve been driving twenty-four hours to deliver the Chicago Alpha\u2019s message.\u201d<\/p>\n

At least that made sense. \u201cWhat message, precisely?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHe said to tell you\u2014\u201d James\u2019s eyes unfocused. \u201cThree can keep a secret if two of them are dead. Oscar isn\u2019t dead, and he\u2019s good friends with Leon now. It\u2019s time for you to move on.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cFuck.\u201d Sawyer whirled away, restraining his impulse to sweep every loose item within reach to the floor, make everything smash. His boss would take the damages out of his paycheck, and apparently he was going to need all his money. \u201cFuck!\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat does the message mean?\u201d James stepped toward him, then hissed in pain. \u201cI\u2019m gonna sit down. My toes feel like they\u2019re fixin\u2019 to fall off.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cBecause you\u2019re the idiot out in a snowstorm dressed like a Sunday picnic.\u201d<\/p>\n

James dropped onto the couch and felt carefully around his reddened nose. \u201cWolves can handle cold better\u2019n humans. Don\u2019t need much protection. Everyone knows that.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cCold, yeah, up to a point. But below freezing, a blizzard? Have you ever even seen<\/i> snow?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cHey, it snows in Norfolk. Some.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYeah, right.\u201d Sawyer strode over and tapped on the frost-edged front window where the thermometer hung against the glass. \u201cIt\u2019s five below out there and dropping, and there\u2019s at least ten inches on the ground by now. You get that in your precious Norfolk?\u201d<\/p>\n

James blew on his fingers without answering.<\/p>\n

\u201cThought not.\u201d Seeing the guy flinch and then shiver, Sawyer backed off his attitude a bit. He snatched the throw blanket off the back of the couch and draped it over James\u2019s naked shoulders. \u201cLet me see those fingers.\u201d<\/p>\n

The look in James\u2019s eyes wasn\u2019t friendly, but he held up his hand. Sawyer caught his wrist and peered at the skin. He held back a whistle, seeing the ends of each pale finger red, swollen and shiny. Not blue or black, at least, but\u2026 \u201cGonna lose some skin, I\u2019d bet. Let me check the rest of you.\u201d<\/p>\n

James growled under his breath but didn\u2019t push Sawyer away as he checked James\u2019s extremities. Toes\u2026 might lose a couple of tips there. Gonna be a mess. Ears and nose, just a little damage.<\/i> He restrained himself from checking the man\u2019s dick. That would be bad.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cFrostbite, for sure. You\u2019d be best off shifting if you can. Get some healing started.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cYou aren\u2019t afraid of me being wolf while you\u2019re in skin?\u201d<\/p>\n

Sawyer let himself laugh because he had a feeling humor was going to be hard to come by. \u201cYou planning to challenge me, boy?\u201d<\/p>\n

James flushed and shrugged. \u201cJust wanted to ask. But before I shift, I need to know. What did that message mean, and why\u2019d it make you cuss like that?\u201d<\/p>\n

Saying none of your business would be true<\/i>, but it might be best to warn James, at least a little. \u201cLeon\u2019s an old enemy of mine in the Chicago pack. Oscar was a friend. When I left the pack and came here, Oscar was one of the few who knew where I\u2019d gone.\u201d Or that I survived. Rick made my death look good.<\/i><\/p>\n

\u201cAnd Rick Brown thinks that Leon guy might come after you? All the way out here? Jeez, it must be five hundred miles. What did you do<\/i> to him?\u201d<\/p>\n

Humiliated him after stealing our father\u2019s affection, if you were to ask Leon. And then escaped my punishment.<\/i> After fifteen years, he\u2019d hoped Leon would\u2019ve cooled off and given up, but since Rick had sent that warning, then clearly not. \u201cWhy is none of your business. You just need to know, if some other wolf shows up here looking for me, it won\u2019t be a friendly reunion\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

Read more about Sawyer and James in Unseen Past <\/i>– Universal Link<\/a><\/b><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I wasn’t going to write more wolves, but when I started a little prequel flash fiction as an Advent story, Sawyer and James hijacked my heart and mind and I ended up with a novel. Unseen Past is now available on all vendors. Universal link: https:\/\/books2read.com\/u\/mgPkpD Amazon US : https:\/\/www.amazon.com\/Unseen-Past-Hidden-Wolves-Prequel-ebook\/dp\/B0BX9WTY5H\/ excerpt: Sawyer stared down at the unconscious man. If the guy\u2019d been hit on the head and needed any care more complicated than rest and …