GUEST POST and GIVEAWAY: Wolf en Garde by A.F. Henley

Wolf Animation GIF HeaderWelcome back to the blog tour and giveaway for my newest release, Wolf en Garde. I’ve been taking these opportunities to introduce, or in some cases re-introduce, the characters and places found in the story through tiny teasers from the novel. And we’ve finally got to the point in the tour where we’re meeting some new characters – the people that represent those folks that live on the other side of the wolves.

I realise this introduction sounds remarkably similar to the last post I did, but there’s a reason for that. See, while the last post was used to introduce you to kinds of people that Lyle deals with on the “law” side of things, this one will introduce you to the people on the other side of that law.

And they are also definitely not the kind of people one wants to find standing at one’s door.

However, before I get to the teaser, I want to remind you that as a thank you for joining me, I’m running a giveaway that will get one lucky winner their very own signed, print copy of Wolf en Garde, a sterling silver (nickel and lead-free) Howling Wolf Bangle, and a $20 gift certificate to the Less Than Three Press book market! Be sure to read to the bottom of the post to find out how to enter.

And now, I present:

Tiny Teaser: Introducing – The Other Side of the “Law”

As he waited for room service to deliver their order—one club sandwich, one tuna salad on rye, for the ridiculous price of fourteen dollars a plate—Lyle felt like a prisoner waiting to hear if his stay of execution was going to come through. When the knock finally came, Lyle just about jumped out of his skin.

“Just leave it in the hallway,” Lyle barked, then immediately regretted his attitude. He lowered his voice and tried for pleasant. “Please. And thank you.”

The man’s voice that responded was professional, calm, and soothing. “I’ll need you to sign for it, sir.” The man paused, his voice lightened with what might have been amusement. “Please and thank you.”

Lyle walked to the door and peered through the peephole. The man wore a black suit, a white shirt, and his short dark hair was slicked back in an old-fashioned style that made him look quite attractive in a Bogart kind of way. The silver rectangle over his left breast pocket read “Cabal Horace—Manager”. As if knowing that Lyle was peering at him, Cabal Horace—Manager offered the door a wide, close-lipped smile. Beside him sat a cart draped with white linen, and on the cloth sat two silver domes, two sets of silver folded into white cloth napkins, and a silver pitcher glistening with great drops of sweat. Lyle’s stomach uttered a low, grumpy rumble of hunger.

Fighting the trepidation inside him that was now screaming—Caution! Caution!—Lyle opened the door. “Is there a problem, sir?”

“Not at all!” Cabal grasped the handle of the cart and pushed it into the doorway. “Why ever would you think so?”

Lyle shrugged and let Cabal pass. For reasons he couldn’t explain, Lyle leaned against the door to the bathroom and willed it to stay shut. Lyle pointed at Cabal’s nameplate. “I just thought it was odd that the manager would stop in.”

“Ah, yes, of course.” Cabal pressed the door shut behind him and wheeled the cart deeper into the room. “It is so quiet tonight, you see. And the night can get so long. I prefer to wander than to sit in my office and count the minutes. Besides,” he added, clasping both hands behind him and standing mid-room in an almost soldier-like stance as he eyed Lyle thoughtfully, “if I choose to do the work myself, then I can send some of the staff home. They like that, you see. Family time and all. An unexpected break from the tedium of work. I do what I can to make them happy.”

“That’s very kind of you.”

“Thank you,” Cabal said around a smile. “Are you enjoying your stay?”

There was an inflection to Cabal’s voice that made Lyle want to beat his head against the wall so that he wouldn’t have to hear it. What Lyle found so disdainful he couldn’t tell, but it was there, as clear as the light above their heads.

“Very much,” Lyle replied. “But I am quite hungry. So…”

“And your friend?” Cabal said, ignoring Lyle’s prompt for him to leave. “He’s not with you?”

“He’s out walking,” Lyle lied. Why the lie felt right, he didn’t know. “It’s a beautiful night. And we’ve been in the car for a while. He thought a stretch before bed would be good.”

“Lovely.” Cabal drew the chair out from under the desk and sat. “Perhaps I’ll wait for him to return.”

Suspicion flared into full-out mistrust in Lyle’s guts. “For?”

Another close-lipped smile drew up the corners of Cabal’s lips. It did not reach his eyes. “Why, to see if he’s enjoying the stay, of course. To see if there’s anything we—I—can do to make his stay more pleasurable.”

“There isn’t.”

Cabal’s expression darkened even as his smile grew. “You speak for him?”

Water dripped in the bathroom. It echoed in Lyle’s ears. It was, however, the only sound from the small room.

When Cabal spoke again, his words were nothing more than a whisper. “Are you his alpha?”

Fear gripped Lyle’s stomach. “I don’t understand that term.”

Cabal clucked his tongue. The sharp tsk resounded through the room. “Liar, liar. And see, now you have personally offended me. It will make doling out Arius’s punishment so much easier. I tend to find it hard to work myself into a frenzy when I’m doing it for someone else.”

For the first time since he had shown up at the door, Cabal drew his lips up over his teeth. Long, yellow fangs that appeared to be as ancient as time itself fell over his lower lip. “You know what I mean, don’t you? Wolf?”

Wolf, en Garde Excerpt

© AF Henley, 2016


Wolf, en Garde

Wolf en Garde Front CoverThree years ago Lyle made a mistake that cost him his freedom, and almost his life. Now, sick to death of watching his father love the man that Lyle wanted, Lyle accepts an offer to leave Wolf, WY behind and see what life in Washington, D.C. can do for him instead.

When Lyle comes across a seductive, attractive stranger with a fascinating yet terrifying view of humanity, he’s more than intrigued. It doesn’t take Lyle long to realize that Arius isn’t just playing games, though, and when Lyle runs across a secret in Arius’ lair he has no choice but to flee, even knowing his actions will enrage Arius.

On the run, with only a psychic’s second sight and his own instinct to help him, Lyle has nowhere to go but home. The only question is, will they have him when he shows up.

Genre: Gay, Paranormal, Urban Fantasy

Notes: Wolf, WY contains some explicit and violent content

Book 2 in the Wolf series


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The Giveaway

Wolf en Garde GiveawayOn behalf of the tour, please join the giveaway by taking part in the Rafflecopter below. The prize consists of a sterling silver (nickel and lead-free) Howling Wolf charm bangle, a $20 Gift Certificate to the Less Than Three Press book market (free books!), and a signed, print copy of Wolf, WY.

For all the terms and conditions, please check out the t’s and c’s posted on the Rafflecopter.

** Please note that this giveaway is being offered tour-wide and there will be one winner awarded for the entire event.


And if I could just take one more second of your time to say thank you to Because Two Men Are Better Than One for hosting this stop for me today. It’s an honour and a pleasure to be on your site and I am truly grateful for you allowing me to share with your viewers.

And a great big thank you to you, my friends, for reading and joining me. Best of luck with the giveaway and I hope you enjoyed the post!

Until next time,

AF Henley ❤

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About the Author

AF Henley_Avatar croppedHenley was born with a full-blown passion for run-on sentences, a zealous indulgence in all words descriptive, and the endearing tendency to overuse punctuation. Since the early years Henley has been an enthusiastic writer, from the first few I-love-my-dog stories to the current leap into erotica.

A self-professed Google genius, Henley lives for the hours spent digging through the Internet for ‘research purposes’ which, more often than not, lead seven thousand miles away from first intentions but bring Henley to new discoveries and ideas that, once seeded, tend to flourish.

Henley has been proudly publishing with Less Than Three Press since 2012.

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