I have a few of the authors of the latest two Anthologies stop by my blog over the next few days, and today it's Pelaam's turn with a look at her story Black Moon Rising.
Strength. Power. Domination.
The shifters in our Alpha's Claim: Manlove Edition anthology have one thing in common—they won't take “no” for an answer. Whether they lead packs of their own, or whether they walk a solitary path, these alphas won't let anyone stop them from claiming their men.
Lose yourself in these ten sinfully delicious love stories. After all, who could deny an Alpha’s claim?
Be Warned: m/m sex
Blurb for Black Moon Rising:
The Alpha gets what he wants when he wants it. His Beast will stop at nothing to claim his mate.
When Marcus rescues Kody, he’s sure he’s found his mate. But Kody isn’t another bear, he’s a lynx, and he’s reluctant to trust anyone. Especially an Alpha like Marcus.
Sounds reached his ears: low growls, hisses, and the odd, drawn-out yowl. As he closed the distance, the sounds grew louder. He burst through thick foliage and into a clearing. The sounds were made by a trio of Canada lynxes. Shifters, he sensed it. A fourth one was pressed so far into a small hole in a tree’s trunk that only its head and front paws were visible. As the other three took turns approaching, it lashed out with its paw.
Marcus was certain the trio of cats were purposely baiting it. While they seemed fairly fresh as they moved in one after the other, the lynx in the tree looked like it was tiring. Then he heard the soft mewls of distress it was making, and a red mist descended before his eyes.
He rose up on his hind legs and bellowed loudly. The three lynxes looked at him, and then scattered as he charged towards them. He briefly considered giving chase, but the scent he’d followed remained close by. He turned and looked at the remaining lynx still huddled in the bole of the tree. He shifted, resuming his human form, but the lynx didn’t move.
“My name is Marcus. I won’t hurt you. I promise.”
He sat down, hoping to make himself appear less threatening. For a moment or two, the lynx remained hunched, and then slowly crawled forward and out of the tree. Marcus sat immobile, as the lynx shifted. Then the breath caught in his throat.
A slender, pale skinned man stood before him. Thick honey-blond hair, badly matted and carelessly parted to the left, reached slim shoulders. Despite being both dirty and disheveled, there was no missing the beauty that lay beneath.
The young man looked around nervously. "They'll be back. They'll come after me because their fear of the Alpha's fury will be greater than their fear of you."
Bio: Living in clean, green New Zealand, I am an author, foodie, wine buff and Art Historian. I write M/M romance and erotica across time and space.