Blurb:
Lee never thought he’d find his mate at a club, but even less so,
did he expect him to be, Alkaline, the leader of the mafia organization known
as the Claws. If the lion shifter were not an alpha, things might be easier,
but as it is, his mate is bent on keeping them apart. Not that it matters to
Lee, he’ll hunt him down and make him his.
Alkaline doesn’t do sweet. Nor vulnerable. Nor submissive. So when
his lion decides that his soulmate is an alpha puma, he refuses to accept it.
After all, whoever heard of two alphas mating? However, resisting Lee is harder
than he ever imagined.
With two men battling for dominance, who will end up on top? And
will their romance survive the match?
Available at
Evernight Publishing
Bookstrand
Thank you for having me at your blog today, Lily!
I’m excited to share my latest release with
you, Alpha’s
Alpha (Moon Point 2). This story is a standalone of a brand new series
which revolves around the shifter bar, Moon Point. If you’ve read Evernight
Publishing’s Owned by the Alpha
anthology, you’ll find the first story in the series there.
Most of the time when I’m writing I have
some background music playing and that usually influences my writing in one way
or another. Alpha’s Alpha wasn’t any different.
Spotify open, headphones on and hands on
the keyboard I set to work. From the first moment, Lee’s and Alkaline’s story
was mainly shaped around Maroon 5’s music, albeit with a few exceptions. Below
is a short list of some of the songs which influenced the story and a little
side note so you can see what part they touched the most.
I hope you enjoy it!
1.
Animals by Maroon 5 ~ Lee and Alkaline met and kissed for the first time when this song
was playing in the background.
2.
Cold by Maroon 5 ~ When the men decided to walk away from each other, this is the song
I kept replaying.
3.
It was always you by
Maroon 5 ~ In what part of the story do you think I played this
song?
4.
Dani California by Red
hot Chili Peppers ~ This song is Moon Point’s unofficial
anthem. Its drunken patrons love singing to it. It’s a fun song.
5.
Lost by Icon and the
Black Roses ~ At certain moments of the story both characters
felt, well, lost. It’s an emotional song.
How important is music for you? Do you like
to listen to something while reading? Let me know in the comments!
Excerpt
The
beat of the music made the floor vibrate. The strobe lights flashed, creating a
maddening effect. Lee lifted his arms toward the ceiling, and swayed his hips.
He mouthed the words to the popular song, allowing the rhythm to wash over him
and obliterate any thoughts and worries he still carried from the long day at
work.
The
animal within him stirred. Tossing and turning, it gathered energy from the
pulsing tones and climbed to the surface as if awakening from a long sleep.
Lee’s blood pumped faster. His vision refocused, throwing everything into sharp
contrast, from the shimmering contents of beverages in clear glasses, to the
glittery eye makeup of a random stranger. The club smelled like sweat and
alcohol. Bodies pressed together, swaying, moving. Glass shattered somewhere
followed by a chorus of “Oh!” and loud laughter. All around, people enjoyed a
night out, oblivious to anything more than what lay a few feet from them.
Unaware of the hunter in their midst.
Lee
licked his lips. His cock twitched. It’d been too long since he’d prowled the
night for a bed companion. Focused on his work as manager of the shifter bar
Moon Point, sometimes he forgot to have fun, to give into his baser instincts.
Normally, he’d go home, relieve himself, and fall asleep until the next day.
But he was a puma, a night prowler. And tonight, after he’d closed Moon Point,
he knew driving to the countryside and going for a run wouldn’t be enough. He
was restless, yearning for something more which he could only describe as the
need for company, for the feel of skin against skin, for the gentle caress of
caring hands, if only for a few hours.
It was
time to hunt.
Lee
glanced around and caught the eye of a handsome stud with dark, puppy eyes. He
grinned. The stranger looked away, then back at him, a small smile playing on
his lips.
Game
on.
Swerving
his hips, Lee started to make his way toward the man and stopped. The hint of a
welcoming scent caressed his senses. A desert breeze mingled with rare
wildflowers. A spark lit up his core, sending a shiver of excitement through
him. The top of his ears tingled. Lee spun. His heart froze, then resurged,
pounding frantically.
Alkaline.
He’d
never been formally introduced to the lion shifter, but he knew him on sight.
He had to. One didn’t manage a bar in one of the seediest neighborhoods of the
city without knowing the local gangs. Besides, Alkaline wasn’t exactly easy to
miss. At six-foot-five, with shoulder-length red-blond hair, a matching beard,
and slightly tanned skin, he stood out wherever he went.
Lee
watched him move. His cock twitched. There was nothing submissive about the
male specimen coming in his direction, parting the crowd like some kind of god.
Alkaline exuded power, force, and unbridled passion.
Their
gazes locked and desire rushed through him. Hell, yes. This was just what he
needed. A real challenge. Lee extended his hand and Alkaline took it. The lion
pulled him close with a firm tug. Hand on his waist, Alkaline guided him to the
music.
Lee
sucked in his cheeks to keep from laughing. Hell would freeze over before he
was the one following. He pushed back, forcing Alkaline to release him. Then,
rolling forward, he placed his hands on Alkaline’s hips and took the lead.
The
lion snarled. His amber eyes flashed a warning. Lee didn’t retreat. His cock
thickened inside his jeans, rubbing against the material. Abruptly, Alkaline
dipped him slightly backwards, threaded his fingers in his hair and held,
forcing Lee to stare at him.
His
puma growled. Bursting through his defenses, it forced his vision to change. It
turned sharper, more attuned to the man in front of him, from the tiny wrinkles
in the corner of his eyes, to the small mole above his brow, to the thin coat
of sweat which made his face glisten.
Alkaline
glared at him. Lee’s blood pressure spiked along with his raging libido. He
wouldn’t be the first to drop his gaze. He pursed his mouth. The music changed
and someone slammed into them, breaking the connection.
They
both moved at the same time. Lips clashed. Hungry. Hard. Lee’s fingers threaded
into Alkaline’s long reddish mane and Alkaline rested his hand on the nape of
Lee’s neck, bringing him closer. Their tongues entwined, desperately seeking
for more, until the air ran out of their lungs and they broke apart panting.
For a second, they gauged each other, and Lee wondered if he looked as
bewildered and as consumed by lust as the other man.
Just
when he was about to speak, Alkaline grabbed his hand and placed it over his
erection. Lee groaned.
“I need
to have you, now,” Alkaline said.
~~~~~~~~~
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About Elyzabeth M. VaLey
Elyzabeth M. VaLey is a writer of sizzling, sexy
romance who firmly believes in happy ever after. From paranormal to
contemporary, fantasy, or historical, she enjoys exploring her characters'
darker side and writing stories about tortured heroes, strong heroines, and all
that comes between them and their love.
When she's not writing, she can be
found walking in the Spanish countryside with her black Lab, exploring castles,
or enjoying some tapas with her friends.
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