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Wow, I can't believe it, but Alpha in Hiding is available for pre-order through Amazon!
You can check out the blurb and excerpt here.
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Wow, I can't believe it, but Alpha in Hiding is available for pre-order through Amazon!
It releases August 29th, but you can order now and have it at 12:01am EST on the day of release! Check it out here.
Blurb:
It’s tough being the Alpha’s daughter. Emily Prescott spends half her
life helping to manage the pack’s business and the other half putting
horny he-wolves in their place. When her father sends her on a mission
to bring a weak wolf into his shifter side, it seems like just another
pain in her ass—until her bitch perks up and takes notice.
Seth has spent
years fighting to keep his wolf at bay, but something about Emily
brings out the animal in him. Wild sex with Emily turns into an
uncontrollable urge to mate her and make her his. But Emily needs a
strong mate—someone who can dominate and defend her. If weak, geeky Seth
wants to woo her, he has some changing to do.
Excerpt:
Disgust curled Emily’s upper
lip. Used tissues, partially eaten pizza crusts and a random selection of
cereal boxes adorned what she assumed was the coffee table. A precarious
pile of dirty glasses and plates sat next to the table like a new domestic
version of Jenga. Clothes lay haphazardly on the
furniture and floor. The grime coating the window she peered through did
nothing to mask the slobbish mess laid out in
front of her. What the hell had her father gotten her into?
She turned from the window
and stepped away from the house. Her cell phone was in her hands and she
was dialing before she’d taken two steps. Her anger
spiked. There was no fucking way she could do this. No matter what her
father offered, she couldn’t take on this job for him.
“Yeah.” Her father’s
gravelly voice was powerful even through the cell phone. He was Alpha and
with that position came both physical and
telepathic powers. She gritted her teeth against the invisible push from
him to submit.
“No.”
“No what, Emily?”
“No I’m not doing this. I
can’t. Have you seen how he lives? Christ, Dad, he’s got plates in there
that could walk themselves to the kitchen.”
“Em,
come on. At least meet him before you call it off.”
“Why do you care so much
about this one guy? He obviously doesn’t want to be involved in the pack.
He’s turned your invitations down repeatedly.” She shrugged, then a thought struck her. “Is he dangerous to us or
something?”
Her father sighed. “No, it’s
nothing like that. I knew his parents and sort of feel like I need to try to
pull him back into pack life. You’re my last ditch effort. If he won’t let
you in then I’ll stop trying.”
“Fine, but I want more. Not
just a pass for this month’s pack run. Maybe a new car or something.”
“You’re lucky I’m letting
you out of the run, Em. Don’t push your luck.”
Power surged at her, pressing against her mind. She felt her knees
buckling. Damn, her father really could put someone on the ground with just
his voice through a phone. She braced herself and pushed back. She wasn’t
as strong as he was but she could combat his power enough to stand against
an order.
“Are you kidding me? Have
you seen his house? I can smell the mess out here. You owe me.” She forced
her voice through clenched teeth. Sweat beaded on her forehead with the
effort of fighting her father’s compulsion.
“I hate it that you aren’t
cowed by my power.” He huffed. “Fine. I’ll owe you something but I’m not
buying you another car.”
“Fine.” She closed her phone
without saying goodbye and turned to face the house again. It was just a
normal, run-of-the-mill ranch-style house. The white-sided dwelling was
adorned with black shutters, a carport and a small piece of lawn. At least
the male kept the outside in decent repair. The few pieces of grass were
cut, the driveway was clean and the trashcans instead of the yard held the
garbage. After seeing the inside of his home she wouldn’t have been
surprised to find piles of tires and rusting car engines strewn across the
lawn.
With a sigh she approached
the house again. The things she did for her father. Too bad she hadn’t listened
to her hunch yesterday and ignored the call from him. When he’d asked her
to dinner she’d known something was up, but again, it was her dad, so how
could she refuse a meal invitation?
Damn it, I should have.
No one but her was allowed
to turn down the Alpha. She rarely did, but yesterday should have been one
of those times. When he’d opened the conversation with the bribe she should
have listened to her instincts. A way out of the pack run had been the
offer. The idea of avoiding another night of beating the shit out of a
bunch of the single he-wolves in the pack was too good to pass up, though.
She’d agreed to help someone who needed it before finding out what the
problem was.
Well, now she was standing
outside a house that contained the man supposedly in need of her assistance.
What her father wanted was stupid. This male had ignored the pack’s
invitations to participate in events for years. According to her dad, the pup
was weak and had characteristics so unlike a shifter that someone needed to
figure out what had happened. Was it a genetic defect or something entirely
different? Her job was to try to bring the male around. Try to force his
shifter nature to come forward by hanging out with him and seeing if that
fixed his weaknesses.
“Fuck,” she huffed under her
breath. With a quick rap on the door she sealed the deal. She would try to get
this guy out of the house and see what happened if he was around another
shifter for a couple of days.
She listened to the silence
on the other side of the door for a moment, then
pounded on the wood with a closed fist. Patience wasn’t one of her stronger
traits. She tapped her foot, counting time until she could just bust the
door down and let herself in. Finally she heard movement on the other side
of the door. The sound of someone tumbling out of bed was loud in the early
morning silence. She knew he pawed through some clothes and stumbled to the
door. A lock and chain were disengaged before the door swung open.
Bleary brown eyes looked at
her from under dark lashes. “Yeah?”
Emily stared at him and
barely kept from baring her teeth. He was unshaven, un-showered and disheveled. She glanced up and down his frame and
couldn’t find one redeeming feature. His dark hair was shorn close to his
head. Glasses perched on his nose. Glasses, for cripes sake. On a shifter.
That was almost unheard of. He’d thrown on a wrinkled concert T-shirt that
was way too big for his slender frame. Sweatpants hung low off his hips.
She swept her eyes back up and wrinkled her nose at what she saw. The whole
package wasn’t impressive at all. Great. That would make her job so much
easier…not.
“Are you done scoping me out
and gonna tell me why you’re out here pounding on
the door this early?” His voice, at least, was nice. Gravelly from sleep
but deep and penetrating.
She stuck her hand out. “Seth Seymour, right? I’m Emily
Prescott. My father sent me to speak to you.”
It releases August 29th, but you can order now and have it at 12:01am EST on the day of release! Check it out here.
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