Bugs and Hisses Free Fiction: Reconnect by West Thornhill

October 30, 2015

To celebrate Halloween this month, some of our paranormal authors will be sharing with us some free fiction.


Reconnect, a Fillmore Agency short


“I cannot believe I let Fox talk me into this ridiculous costume.” Kyle grumbled as he stared at himself in the mirror. It wasn’t that he looked bad dressed as Yuki from Vampire Knight. It was the fact that he’d agreed to be her.

He tugged on the short black skirt wishing there was a little less space between the hem and the tops of his over-the-knee socks. Sighing, he flopped down on the bed and covered his face with his arm. This wasn’t the first time he’d crossed genders for cosplay. But it was the first time he’d dressed this way in front of Bast and Keller.

A soft groan pushed past his lips. It had been months since he’d seen them. Months spent with Fox keeping him from walking off a cliff. Kyle knew everyone thought he and Fox were sleeping together. Yeah, no. As attractive as Kyle found Fox, the hyena shifter was taken. It didn’t matter that Fox’s own mate denied the bond between them and refused to commit. Fox belonged to Dion.

Kyle snorted. Just the other day he’d argued with Fox about the whole non-commitment issue. If he would tell Dion everything, then maybe they could actually be together. Secrets weren’t always a good thing.
A sharp rap on his door jerked Kyle up.

“Come on, princess, we’re going to be late. And I know you don’t want to deal with an angry Gael.” Fox’s amused voice called out.

“Asshole,” Kyle muttered under his breath. “I’m coming,” he shouted. “I just need to find my boots.” Yes, they were on his feet, but Fox didn’t know that.

A bark of laughter filtered through the door. “They’re on your feet.”

Kyle rolled his eyes. How did the bastard know everything?

“It’s my house. I am aware of all that happens within these walls.”

Storming over and wrenching the door open, Kyle glared at Fox. “Sometimes I really hate you.” He pushed past the irritating shifter and hurried down the stairs.

He knew Fox was right behind him. They might not be mates or lovers, but they had become as close as brothers during the time Kyle had been living with him. And he knew Fox only wanted what was best for him.

Kyle stopped at the bottom of the stairs and looked up at his friend. “You only told Bast and Keller about the costume, right?” At Fox’s nod, Kyle huffed out a breath. “Good. Thanks.” He tilted his head and felt his brow furrow when he really looked at Fox. “What the hell are you wearing?”

Fox brushed imaginary lint off the white vest he was wearing. He straightened his tie and winked at Kyle. “You watched the anime obsessively for weeks and you don’t recognize Tiger.” He held his arms out, raised an eyebrow, and smirked.

Kyle shook his head and laughed. “Please tell me Dion will be dressed as Bunny.”

Fox’s smile grew bigger and he draped his arm around Kyle’s shoulders. “Princess, tonight is going to be a riot.”


Keller watched Bast pace the small seating area. He knew it was all nerves, but Fox had promised Kyle would be there. Not like Keller completely trusted the wily hyena shifter, but Jason and Dion did and that was good enough for him.

Settling into the deep cushions of the couch, Keller let his gaze travel Bast’s lean figure. He had to admit Bast did look good dressed all in white with his dark hair brushing along the collar of his jacket. Keller’s hope for the night was that Kyle would finally accept them. Being without both of his mates was the most painful experience of his life.

“Bast, you’re going to wear a hole in the floor.”

The only response he got was a single finger salute. Keller laughed. He couldn’t stop it. He pushed to his feet and strode the short distance to where Bast was standing. Keller tapped Bast on the shoulder and waited until he turned to face him. He slid his hands across Bast’s shoulders and smoothed down the lapels of the pristine jacket.

Bast took a shuddering breath. “What if he doesn’t show? What do we do then?”

“He’ll be here. Fox promised. And Gael said Kyle would be here.” Keller cupped Bast’s cheek. “If, for no other reason, Kyle will be here so as not to have a bitchy twin.”

A half-grin tugged at Bast’s mouth. “True.”

“Wow. You guys look amazing as Zero and Kaname.”

Both heads turned slowly towards the familiar voice. Keller’s mouth went dry when he saw Kyle. Yes, he was dressed as a girl, but Keller would have known it was Kyle even if Fox hadn’t told him. Watching Kyle’s bottom lip disappear between his teeth, sent zings of electricity along Keller’s nerves and he felt Bast shiver beside him.

“You are the amazing one.” Keller held out his hand, hoping Kyle would take it. The second he felt Kyle’s cool fingers slide across his palm Keller released the breath he didn’t know he’d been holding. He gently tugged Kyle closer until he was standing between himself and Bast.

Bast’s hand shook as he reached out to touch Kyle’s face. “Beautiful.”

Kyle looked up and smiled. “I missed you.”

Those three words released something in Bast and he wrapped his arms around Kyle, lifting him off the floor in a bear hug. Keller pressed in close, joining in the embrace. A flash of light broke them apart.

Fox chuckled. “Perfect. I’ll send you each a copy tomorrow.” He turned to leave, but glanced back over his shoulder and nodded towards the dance floor. “Oh, Kyle, I’ll also make sure you have a picture of that.”

Keller started laughing and wasn’t surprised when Kyle and Bast joined him. Gael was dressed in a leather version of a belly dance outfit and he was leading Jason, in mid-shift, around by leash. But that wasn’t the funniest thing and Keller was waiting for lightning to strike.

“Oh my goddess. Is Tink dressed as a nun?”

Draping an arm across Bast’s shoulders and having Kyle standing between them, Keller felt complete. He knew they had a long way to go, but for the first time in months, he actually had hope.

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2 Responses to “Bugs and Hisses Free Fiction: Reconnect by West Thornhill”

  1. Charlessorge says:

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  2. Charlessorge says:

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