Where Foxes Hunt with Wolves - K.A. Merikan Page 0,25
and had no intention of coming back in the near future, then the pack wouldn’t find out Yev had let him go. The boy would live on, suck a lot of dick with those sweet lips, and never find out how close he’d been to death.
By the time Radek visited again, Yev’s banishment would hopefully be over. He’d be back in the fold, single forever but accepted by his brethren at least. Burian would rather see him dead than disgracing the family, but a tiny voice at the back of his mind wished he could find a temporary partner to satisfy all his cravings before that thirsty future. But how could he look for anyone in this tiny village?
“I am sorry for disturbing you, madam. Goodnight.”
“And if you do see him, tell him Mr. Gawron doesn’t appreciate his pranks!”
Yev was about to pull away, ignoring the last comment, because he doubted he’d be seeing Radek again, but then remembered something. “Mrs. Nowak, do you own any cats?”
“What? Why would I own a cat? And more than one at that.”
“Thank you, have a nice evening.”
So Radek had lied about the cats too, but what he’d wanted to do with the mouse would remain a mystery. It was likely something stupid anyway.
Yev sat back in the truck and drove to the village to pick up some things in the store before heading home along a narrow track reserved for forest service vehicles. The stink of the fur farm always got to him whenever he was on that side of the valley, but it was fainter than usual in this cold weather, so he ignored it, glad that those barbarians weren’t skinning wolves at least. Yet. Because fuck knew with humans, the most aggressively invasive species.
He switched off the headlights as soon as he dove into the woods, since he saw well enough at night without them, and rolled the vehicle along the dirt road while chewing on some ham he’d gotten straight from the deli counter. But the smoky flavor of the meat couldn’t switch off the buzz of annoyance at the back of Yev’s brain. Maybe he should have ignored dignity and fucked Radek after all. This one time.
The brat had pissed him off, though. Coming over under the pretense of an apology, only to bring a dead mouse instead of cake, and saying spiteful words about Yev’s age when the boy was gagging for his dick. Maybe Yev would have let him finish the sucking if it wasn’t for the swelling at the base of his cock getting too obvious.
But what was the point of those musings now, when that chance had gone out of the window?
‘Where do you want me?’ Radek had said, all shivery and needy.
Yev slammed his hands against the wheel. “Fuck!” He’d jerked off so hard when the boy had left and was still left dissatisfied. But what was he to do about it now other than masturbate again? The satellite Internet available at the lodge was patchy at the best of times, but maybe he could watch some porn online tonight?
He was about to speed up to get home sooner when a sharp, raspy cry reached his ears. A fox, no question about it, but since he’d already passed the farm—surely a wild one. He’d have ignored it, as it was hardly the first time he heard similar sounds, but the animal repeated the call over and over with such frantic intensity Yev ended up switching off the motor.
A howl followed, and he was positive it came from somewhere close. By the time he slid out of the truck, the cries were back, even more torrential, as if the fox hoped someone would come to its aid. Strange behavior for an animal that usually refrained from making noise whenever it was hurt, for fear of attracting other predators.
Yev zipped up his jacket, put on thick gloves and went off the road, into snow that covered his legs up to the knees when it dipped under his weight. The calls came from somewhere beyond the hill, and he made his way up between the naked trees sticking up toward the starry sky like needles stuck in a pillow.
The scent of fur and blood hung in the air, making Yev exhale in frustration. He could hear the animal panting and yowling long before he saw it. Even in the dark, the brilliant ginger coat was easy to spot on the white background. Sadly, so was the blood.