I posted the 2nd Wolf Hunter excerpt on Tumblr. (Be warned: items in my sidebar are NSWF.)

Here's an excerpt of the excerpt: (edits are not finalized.)

WESTLEY STARED AT his calendar as he leaned on the chest-high counter separating the kitchen from the main living space in the cabin. Had he missed a week? He peered again at the little moon symbol. Ten days out until the full, and yet his body was acting like it was only a few days away. He tried to ignore it, but it was hard to ignore anything when his super-charged hearing could pick up rabbits chomping on his garden vegetables a hundred yards away.

He sipped his tea. He’d finally found a way to stop himself from turning. The last six months had been amazing. A cup of tea at breakfast and another after dinner, and he could have a normal life. Hell, he was ready to do an infomercial about it. “Now you, too, can be your best self. Let me show you how!” Because of the weirdness, for lack of something else to call it, amping him up, he’d made it full-moon-strong this morning, and his stomach rumbled in uncomfortable protest.

Better dead than a killer. He needed to find a more powerful herb that worked the same way but didn’t make his insides feel like puking themselves up—one he could grow in his garden and which he could obtain by the next full moon. During the full moon he needed to triple his dosage to stop the shift, and since he was at triple force now on a regular day, if things kept up as they were, he’d be at triple triple over the upcoming full moon, and he didn’t want to think what that might do to him.

He’d exhausted all the resources he had. Time for a trip to the library—

“Do you have any more of that tea?” Tom’s voice emerged like a groggy bear out of a cave from the couch.

—as soon as he got Tom’s hungover ass out of his house.

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