Beneath a Yankee Sky

Brance Brenneman is used to harsh conditions -- the eldest son of a stern Amish preacher, Brance was bit by a werecat as a young boy, and managed to keep his secret from his family until he was old enough to leave them and their religion behind. Years later, when the nation is divided by the American Civil War, Brance finds himself enlisted in the Union army. By sheer chance, he meets Caleb Chilson, a Confederate soldier who bears his same shapeshifting burden.<br><br>Together they leave the war behind to forge a new life in the wilderness of Pennsylvania. But trappers near their camp are hunting bobcats, and they don't much care if Brance and Caleb are only in the fur part of the time. Brance finds his peaceful existence shattered, and he has to fight to defend the life -- and the bobcat, the man -- he's come to love.

J.M. Snyder · LGBT+

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13 Chs

Chapter 8

Caleb let out a randy mroawthat left no doubt about where he hoped this impromptu grooming would lead.::You’ve got me well trained…::

Movement in the bushes behind their tent startled them.Brance’s purr ceasedabruptly;he peered into the distance,his eyesight better in the fur,and saw a gleam of moonlight off metal among the dark leaves.His ears swiveled around,listening to hushed whispers that carried on the wind.Sudden dread filled him—they weren’t alone.

“Did you see that?”The voice came from the bushes;it sounded like the black man who had been with the trappers the night before.Josiah.“Fuckers arethe damn cats.Did you see that?Did you—”

Brance let out a blood-curdling cry.::They’re here.::

::Who?::Caleb scrambled to his feet,fear bright in his amber eyes.::The men?What do you mean?Where—::

A gunshot rang out,silencing him.Brance gave Caleb a hard shove toward the stream behind them.::Run.::

From the bushes,someone cried out,“You asshole!”

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