Free The Werewolf Affair [DeWitt's Pack 14] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic ManLove) by Marcy Jacks

considered my true heir now that I’m mated to a man, and reproduction is sort of impossible at this point,” Phillip said with a crooked grin.
    Trevor returned that smile.
    “Does it bother you at all, that I’m a father? You’re awfully young to be taking on the responsibilities of a child. I barely know how to care for him myself.”
    “Oh, well.” Trevor should’ve seen this question coming. He didn’t know why he was unprepared for it. “I never thought about it, to be honest.”
    “It doesn’t scare you that I come with a baby? Eventually I’ll learn how to take care of him, and he’ll be living with me. Are you sure you want something more with me?”
    “More than sex to keep our inner wolves from going insane?”
    Phillip’s cheeks colored. “Basically, yes.”
    Trevor laced his fingers together between his knees, mirroring Phillip, and then he sighed. “I’m going to be honest, I don’t remember a lot about my life before leaving my parents’ place. I know that I had parents, and that I had siblings, and that they were all younger than me. Things were rough sometimes, I know that. I guess the foggy memory is because I went partly wild, too, after I was transformed.”
    Phillip smiled at him, no doubt thinking of his own hazy memories. It was another thing they had in common, Trevor realized.
    “Despite that, I can remember certain little things. They’re not clear, but they’re there. Helping to make lunches in the morning, homework, and before that, yes, even diaper changes.” Trevor made sure to look pointedly at Phillip. “Kids don’t scare me. Don’t know if you’ve noticed, but I am sort of old enough to have them.”
    Phillip nodded and blew out a long breath from his mouth.
    “That wasn’t exactly the reaction I’d hoped to get,” Trevor admitted.
    “Sorry, I guess I’m not done throwing things at you.”
    Trevor frowned, trying to think about that one. “What could be bigger than kids that would scare me away from you? I love you.”
    Trevor wished Phillip wouldn’t look so pained when he spoke those words. “I know you do, and I like you. A lot.”
    “And I’m okay with that, for now,” Trevor was quick to say.
    That pained look was still in Phillip’s eyes when he looked at him. “Trevor, Helen is haunting me. That’s what the medium wanted to let me know.”
    Trevor’s insides froze. “Are you serious?”
    “Does that sound like something I would joke about?”
    “No, of course not. I’m sorry. It’s just that…Is she here right now?” Trevor said, looking around and wondering if he would see a ghostly figure somewhere or if maybe the lights would start flickering or something.
    “Most likely. Ivan and Old Maggie think that I’m chaining her to me, that my inability to let her go is what’s keeping her from moving on.”
    “Well, so far she hasn’t hurt anyone,” Trevor said.
    Phillip rubbed his face. “By staying here, she’s slowly going to start losing her mind. So to speak. She’ll become a violent ghost. A lost spirit. She will start hurting people if I can’t let her go.”
    Trevor’s heart sank. His hope for the coming future he might have with Phillip was looking more and more grim. “You can’t exactly turn the switch off of love either. Can you.”
    Not a question. Even he knew that was true.
    Phillip looked at him sharply. “That’s what I thought while coming here.”
    “What will you do?” Trevor asked. He reached his hand across the couch cushions and Phillip’s leg and curled his fingers around Phillip’s hand, hoping to offer some comfort.
    His hopes were dashed when Phillip pulled away from the touch.
    “I don’t know what to do just yet, but, Trevor…I don’t think you and I should be intimate for a while.”
    Trevor’s heart pumped hot and heavy into his ears. He could barely think past the noise. “Why?”
    “That’s not what I meant to say. Not really. I’m not going to cut us both off entirely from each