tamingthemuse | A Call to Darkness, Part 3, an original slash story

Jacob hated being a werewolf and didn't want to make peace with it, but he might be forced to put aside his bitterness over being cursed in order to help his college roommate Shane investigate a dangerous and unpredictable spirit that is haunting campus.

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Previously: He glanced over his shoulder and saw the shaman leaning against the doorway. His long hair fell like a black, silken waterfall over the flannel shirt he wore over a pale blue tee shirt. Even with the saggy clothing, Shane's muscles were defined.

He smelled like some kind of incense to Jacob. The kind you could lose yourself in. Cinnamon, sage...and warm male skin.

Jacob's stomach tightened as he had a flash of Shane touching him. Running a hand over his lower belly and sex the way Jane had earlier.

Oh, shit. He had it bad.

Includes the prompt "Conclave" from