THIRDS Thursday – 1/11/18

Prompt: Would love to see a prompt from Wolf’s POV, just to get a slight insight to how his mind works. It can be from any of the books in which he appeared (doesn’t have to be a “new” scene). Would be even better if Dex was somehow involved. It can be of him spying or just a light-hearted scene (whatever that may be for him).

*** Contains spoilers from Catch a Tiger by The Tail (Book 6), and Darkest Hour Before Dawn (Book 9) ***

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PART TWO

Wolf removed a hand from his pocket, and brushed Hudson’s hair away from his brow. “Oh, Hudson. You big-hearted, sentimental fool.” He leaned in, and murmured quietly. “I’m very cross with you.” He straightened, and brushed the back of his fingers down Hudson’s cheek. “When will you get your head out of your arse? Just let that big oaf love you. It’s rather exhausting watching you two. When did your love life become so shambolic? It’s like an episode of Downton Abbey.” Wolf let out a heavy sigh, and took a seat on the settee beside the bed. He brought his ankle to rest on his opposite knee, and lay an arm on the back of the settee.

“What am I to do with you, little brother?” He shook his head, and pressed his lips together. He’d spent years away, had done a stellar job at keeping an eye on Hudson from a distance. The idea of being in the same room as his younger brother would never have so much as crossed his mind, and if it had, it would have quickly been brushed aside. “I shouldn’t be here. You can’t know I’m alive. That would be… disastrous for the both of us.” And yet Wolf sensed a shift happening. Something was coming. He had a keen instinct for these things, and his inner wolf had been restless for some time. As if it could sense a storm on the horizon.

Tapping his fingers against the rough fabric of the settee, he tilted his head, and studied his brother. Bloody hell, but his baby brother looked more like him by the day. The only difference being that Wolf was larger, wider, possessed a squarer jaw, and wore contacts instead of glasses. The trendy thick black frames suited Hudson. There was also the fact his little brother wasn’t a cold-blooded killer. In that sense, they couldn’t be more opposite.

Wolf’s mouth twisted into a sneer. “What would you think of your Alfie now?” Standing, he stepped up to Hudson’s bedside. His brother was paler than usual, the rosiness gone from his cheeks. He looked so small and fragile. “How am I supposed to leave you when it appears you need me more than ever?” He took hold of Hudson’s hand in his, his heart slamming into his chest when he felt Hudson weakly squeeze back. Bollocks. He stilled, waiting to see if Hudson stirred, but he didn’t. The disappointment was fierce, as was the reprimand he gave himself. Revealing his current state of living would only succeed in bringing them both a world of trouble. No. Wolf would continue to watch over his brother from a distance, the way he’d been doing for years. With one exception.

With a kiss to Hudson’s brow, he murmured quietly. “I will never be far from you. Not again. Anyone who lays a hand on you will answer to me.” He swallowed hard. “And do stay alive. I fear what would become of me if you departed this world and took what remained of my blackened heart with you.”

Straightening, he removed his hat from his pocket, and placed it on his head. With one last look at his little brother, he left the room, lowering his head, and turning it away slightly as Sebastian Hobbs moved away from the nurse’s station and hurried toward Hudson’s room. Poor bloke. Had it been anyone else, Wolf would have been furious his brother had made such a sacrifice, but no one loved Hudson as fiercely as the gentle-hearted tiger Therian. Now the man needed to find his bloody bollocks, and do something about Hudson’s infernal dithering.

Outside, the snow was coming down, but the ice sweeping through his veins had nothing to do with the weather. He climbed into his awaiting car, thanking the driver before the door was closed behind him.

“Whereto, Sir?”

“Yonkers.”

“Very good, Sir.”

The car drove off, and Wolf removed his phone from his pocket. Wadsworth picked up on the first ring. “Yes, Sir?”

“Bring him to me.”

“Yes, Sir.”

The drive up was slow, but it gave him plenty of time to center himself. He closed his eyes, and summoned his inner wolf. The beast stirred, and Wolf smiled. Time to play. His inner wolf howled, pacing excitedly, his fur bristled. When Wolf opened his eyes, his vision was sharp, his senses humming. It had been a while since he’d used this particular location, but then he’d done his best to stay away form New York City. It would appear Lady Liberty would be seeing far more of him. Once he’d been dropped off, Wolf entered the empty underground bunker. The lights flickered momentarily after being switched on, the cold certainly not helping the ancient wiring, but then he was hardly here for the atmosphere.

Entering one of the empty rooms, he removed his scarf, and coat, laying them neatly over one of the steel chairs. The other was bolted to the floor. His Canid hearing picked up shouting and cursing in the distance, and he smiled. Ah, his guest was arriving.

The door opened, and two huge bear Therians dragged in a struggling man with a black hood over his head.

“What the fuck is going on? Where am I?”

Wolf motioned to the chair before him, and they shoved the man down. Another nod, and they strapped the cursing man in before pulling the hood off.

“Hello, mate.”

Rollins stared up at him. “What the—who the fuck are you?”

Wolf turned his attention to the two bear Therians. “Thank you. I’ll see you in an hour.”

“I asked you a fucking question!”

Wolf took a seat across from Rollins with a pleasant smile. “I’m the man who contracted you to look after Dr. Hudson Colbourn. You know, the fellow who’s in hospital recovering from several gunshot wounds. You abandoned your post, for what? A quick shag. I hope she was worth it, because the only one about to get fucked, and not in a fun way, is you.”

Rollins’s eyes went huge. “Shit.”

FINAL PART 1/18/18


Copyright © 2018 Charlie Cochet. THIRDS published by Dreamspinner Press

5 Comments

  1. What a great peek into Wolf’s thinking.
    Looking forward to his book.

  2. I loved it, it shows despite what he thinks, he still has a good heart even if it is well buried under the harsh life he has led

  3. I know, that I will love Wolf’s book … I already love Wolf :)
    Reading this nobody can wonder, why he is one badass brother, assassin … and yeah, later on lover too :)

  4. Thanks a lot for these little nuggets ….🤓🤓🤓💕💕

  5. Oh the part where Wolf is with Hudson melted me! So much love there for his brother! This has been so great getting Wolf’s POV! Thanks Charlie!

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