Meet the Pine Hollow Wolves

The Pine Hollow Wolves are a small group of Shifters led by Samson Torolf. He's usually a fairly likable guy, as long as he isn't sending you off to take care of another pack's problems at the last minute. Since that's most often Liam's job, his third rarely has good things to say about his alpha. Like all wolf-dog Shifters, Samson and his pack have the characteristic icy-blue eyes that are normally reserved for Huskies. And the contrast of those eyes against Samson's ebony skin is truly striking, as Christopher Saunders comes to realize in their story, Man's Best Friend.


The first book in this series is Almost Paradise, now available from Silver Publishing. Please enjoy this interview with Liam Glass.

Hello there, I'm Caitlin Ricci and today I'll be interviewing Liam Glass who you can get to know better in my new book Almost Paradise. 

This interview takes places two months before the events in my book.

 Me: So, Liam... tell me a little about yourself...

Liam: Caitlin you know that there isn't much to tell. I work, have a house, two dogs and car payments. I'm fairly typical in that regard.

Me: Except that you're a Shifter.

Liam: Yes, there is that. It still surprises me that my alpha allowed this interview to be set up. He's got a fairly strict policy on not revealing ourselves to humans.

Me: I'm glad he did too. Tell me, what's it like having an alpha?

Liam: Think of it like a boss that you can't ignore or call in sick from.

Me: That doesn't sound like much fun.

Liam: Sometimes it can be grating, especially when every pack around us seems to have petty issues that I end up having to fix. As Samson's third I get tasked with that sort of thing. But he's a fair man and I owe him my life, quite literally, so the little interruptions in my life are worth it.

Me: Sounds like you like your job.

Liam: I do but it's more than just a job. I think of Samson and his twin sister Evangeline like family. Beyond just being a Shifter, we need those bonds in life.

Me: What do you do in the pack?

Liam: Financial stuff mostly. I like numbers. I'm not overly a fan of money and I live pretty simply for the most part. But I've always enjoyed math and playing with numbers. So really what I do is make sure that everyone else has the money that they need and that the rest of the families in the pack are taken care of.

Me: Explain that to me please, as a human it's hard to understand how a pack works.

Liam: It's pretty simple overall, especially in a smaller pack like ours. We only have about ten families. Samson has never turned anyone away but a lot of the people that come seeking a new pack aren't that enthusiastic about having a gay alpha. Sadly, homophobia exists even within our little piece of the world. But you were asking about how the  pack works. Samson protects us all and mediates our little quarrels for us when they start affecting the pack. Evangeline and I used to be bad about this but we've grown to somewhat like each other over the years. Evangeline's job in the pack is to balance out Samson's power. She's his second but as his twin they generally do things together. She claims that her feminine energy helps soothe his crankiness. I'm not sure that's right but it has seemed to work so far. Then there's me and you know what I do. Then there's everyone else. We've got a teacher that runs the little pack school and the kids all seem to like her. There's less than a handful of them in her class. We don't reproduce very quickly. Everyone has their day jobs, their lives and their families. They come home, they go about their business, they do their thing. For the most part we only get together a few times a month unless something is going on that needs to be worked out.

Me: Sounds nice.

Liam: It is.

Me: Tell me again, what's the difference between what you are and a werewolf?

Liam: Werewolves, according to most accepted lore, are ghastly beasts who are ruled by their instincts and the moon. We're lighter creatures than that. Even when I'm wearing fur I look far more like a large dog than a wolf. We're magic based. My guess is that our magic is based on something pretty old but I've never really done the research to figure out just where it all comes from. You can't get what we have, can't be changed and had to come from at least one Shifter parent. I grew up knowing that when I hit puberty I could start changing. I just didn't want to turn out looking like a poodle when I did it.

Me: Yeah, that would be pretty awful. What's one thing that you wish you had?

Liam: A family.

Me: Really?

Liam: I'm gay, I'll never experience having a child or know what it's like to be a father. It's hard enough for a gay couple to get approved for adoption in the States. A single gay man that has to leave randomly for business trips and lives with two large dogs that look like giant slobbering hell hounds? No, I know my chances and they aren't good. I've come to terms with the reality of it. I don't have to like it but my feelings on the matter don't change peoples' perceptions. I think we're done now Caitlin.

Me: I suppose so. You okay?

Liam: Always. Thank you for your time and have a lovely afternoon. I'll go take my dogs for a run around the back yard. They think its a fun game when I shift and let them chase me. You have a dog too right?

Me: Yes, a little girl.

Liam: Give her a hug for me and tell her that my two giant beasts say hello. Goodbye now.

Me: Bye Liam. Thank you for the interview.

Liam: You're quite welcome Caitlin.

Thank you for reading my interview with Liam Glass. Remember, Almost Paradise is now out. Hugs and happy reading!
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And please also enjoy Welcome to the Masquerade, a short story featuring Travis and Liam from my new book, Almost Paradise. This story takes place several months after the events in my book.

Taking a look around the club, Travis questioned his choice about coming to the Masquerade. He’d never been much for clubbing, especially since Hannah had been born. But as he followed Liam through the dark rooms, the heavy thrum of the music pulsing through his chest and the smell of sweaty bodies filling his nostrils, he really started to wonder about his sanity. If the club was too much for his very human senses, he thought that it must be miserable for Liam’s Shifter ones. But he seemed unaffected as he laced his long fingers through Travis’s and tugged him gently up a flight of stairs along the back wall. Liam’s icy blue eyes, always eerily bright, nearly glowed in the darkness and Travis found himself mesmerized by them as he allowed Liam to lead him through the unfamiliar hallways. They were met with more bodies, writhing against walls and moaning loudly in dark corners. Only this time one of the men happened to meet Travis’s passing gaze and he went still as he stared. Those same impossibly bright eyes looked back at him.


Liam turned around and bared his teeth at the Shifter across from them. He instantly went back to the man in his arms as if there had been no interruption. Heat instantly crept up Travis’s neck as he saw the Shifter’s hands begin to work on his lover’s pants, quickly forcing the dark material open. Then Liam was between them and Travis could do little more than look up at his lover’s face. He didn’t seem mad that Travis had watched, but he couldn’t quite tell what Liam was thinking in the darkness. Travis knew that Shifters could see much better in the dark than humans, but he was finding it damn near impossible to see more than a few feet in front of him in the club. Liam tilted his chin, silently asking Travis to follow him before they continued on.

At the end of the hallway, where the noise from the faint music that reached him was just a low hum of activity in his veins, Liam stopped and opened a brightly painted door door. Travis held his breath as he walked in. He wasn’t sure what he would have expected to find in a back room of the Shifter club, but it probably wouldn’t have been the large four poster bed with rich cream sheets and a bottle of chilled champagne waiting for them on the bedside table.

“What the-” Travis had barely gotten the words out before Liam captured his mouth in a kiss that took his breath away. He backed up, nearly falling over an ornate ottoman as Liam pushed him toward the bed.


The bed sank under them and Travis had a moment of clarity as Liam’s mouth left his and began kissing a fiery trail down his chin to the side of his neck. “It’s a sex club?” Travis gasped out, his words barely coherent as Liam’s wet mouth covered his nipple through the thin material of his shirt, soaking the fabric and instantly making Travis harder than he’d been all night.

Liam laughed as he lifted his head. “It’s just a club, like any other.” He took a breath. “For the most part at least. Only a select few people are able to use these back rooms, namely Samson’s second and third. And Evangeline doesn’t bring her men here.”

Travis tangled his hands in Liam’s hair and pulled his lips back up to meet his own. He threw his head back and hissed as Liam slid between his thighs, pressing his hard length against Travis’s. “You never play fair do you?” Liam grinned at him and dipped his hips again, making sure that Travis felt every hard inch of him. “Fuck it all Liam. God you’re evil,” Travis’s whispered words ended on a moan that he was sure the men down the hall could hear.

“Foul words from such a beautiful mouth,” Liam teased him as he nipped at Travis’s chin.

Travis chuckled and kissed him. “But we’ve got a place. Why drive half an hour to this club?”

Liam grinned at him. “Firstly, because Evangeline is at our house watching Hannah. And second, because we have to keep our voices down there. I haven’t heard you scream in weeks.”

Travis flushed bright red. When he put it like that, coming to the club made a certain kind of sense.