A Den Mate for Dylan

<p>Welcome to Foxwood Hollow. In a world of fox shifters sits a small quaint town where everyone knows your business. Often stifling always safe and forever a place to call home.</p><p></p><p><strong><em>Dylan</em></strong></p><p>Axel is the love of my life; he just doesn't know it yet.</p><p>Ten out of ten do not recommend spending your formative years pining after an alpha who's your brother's best friend. But alas here we are.</p><p>My only solution is to leave Foxwood Hollow and start afresh. So what do I do when I have no choice but to return home only to realise all of those years and miles haven't doused the flame?</p><p></p><p><strong><em>Axel </em></strong></p><p><em>He's your best friend's little brother. He's your best friend's little brother. </em></p><p>It was a mantra I'd repeated to myself for years ever since my brain had shifted from <em>omega smells good </em>to <em>omega smells like mine. </em></p><p>I'm happy for Dylan when he leaves Foxwood Hollow to chase his dreams. I always knew he was destined for a life larger than this little town can offer him. But I feel his absence like a gaping chasm and the silence that follows has my alpha instincts going into overdrive.</p><p>When Dylan finally comes home a lot has changed. But the soul-deep longing is as present as ever.</p><p>Can I really let him slip through my fingers again?</p>