Blurb:
Carson and Tate have been running for months, trying to evade the JIA so they don't end up lab specimens for the ruthless organization. In a last ditch effort, Carson and Tate head to Alaska, where other Changelings are congregating in an attempt to find a way to control their thoughts and emotions when they shift to their animal forms.
The secret to maintaining their human consciousness may lie in Carson's blood, but Carson believes he no longer holds the key to his kind's freedom. With their future on the line, Carson realizes the most important part of his life will forever be his mate, Tate, but how can he trust a man who never tells him the whole truth?
Excerpt:
“Carson,” his voice was velvety smooth and sweet behind me. The motel we were currently in wasn’t all that bad, everything considered. At least the locks on the door worked and our room overlooked a pool that didn’t look completely gross.
“You’re back,” I whispered, wrapping my arms around my naked chest. I’d always been slender and small, unlike my very attractive mate who beat me in stature and height. But our lack of eating had only made my frame smaller, if such a thing were possible.
“I’m sor-"
I held up a hand to stop him, afraid my legs would give out beneath my staggering body if I didn’t. “If you’re going to say you’re sorry, please don’t.”
His ice blue eyes softened and he ran a hand through his shiny blond hair. My hair tickled my bare shoulders because of how long it was getting.
I suddenly laughed a nervous gesture. “Do you happen to have any scissors?”
He smiled and joked, “Aren’t planning on giving up, are you?”
“No, just want to cut my hair.”
His eyes darkened as he crossed the distance between us and wrapped his arms around my waist. “Now why would you do something like that when your hair is so gorgeous?”
I blushed all the way up to my ears. Even after all we’d been through, he still did that to me. “What’s in the bag?”
We switched cars and license plates so often; I was starting to feel like we were in an action flick. Tate had gone out alone to get some supplies, which always drove me crazy with worry.
“Ah,” he flashed his straight white teeth. When he transformed into a wolf, his teeth became sharp and even whiter. “Food, clothes, surprise…”
I narrowed my eyes. “What kind of surprise?”
Going over to the bed, he picked through the multiple grocery bags before tossing me one. The first thing I saw was a box of cookies, which I eagerly tore open like a ravenous animal and bit into. The second was a pair of swim trunks, bright blue.
When I looked at him, mouth full of cookie, he held up another pair of swim trunks. Nodding his head towards the pool, he asked softly, “Want to go?”
I swallowed, “It’s practically midnight.”
“Motels don’t have curfews for that sort of thing. And even if they do, I didn’t see a sign anywhere.”
Tate was giving me the most bemused expression so I had to ask. “What on Earth is so funny?”
“You. Even after everything, you’re still one to follow rules.”
I blanched and pulled down my pants so I could change into the swim trunks. “I was going to be a psychologist.”
“You still could,” Tate whispered, eyeing my brief nakedness with a look of raw hunger in his eyes.
“If I can ever remember what I was studying,” I admitted, tying the string securely around my hips.
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Ana Raine Author Bio
Ana is still figuring out what she wants to do with her life, although social work seems to be the most likely. Her best friends are a box of chocolate and her kitten who always sit beside her while she writes.
When Ana was in high school, she often wrote about the LGBT community, but now her work is less…innocent. Ana enjoys writing anything and everything, including BDSM, dragons, shifters, magic, and more.
If you’d like to follow her, here is her blog site. http://anarainebooks.blogspot.com/
Blurb
Akai has had a troubled past, growing up in and out of different foster homes. Despite being an adult, he cannot forget his best friend growing up.
When Akai visits Grand Rapids in a last ditch effort to find his long lost friend, he is determined to finally sled without backing out. But when he meets Collins, there is more than just courage at stake.
Excerpt
I didn't expect snow to be brown and mushy. Growing up in California, I had envisioned snow was always fluffy and pure white, like the fur of an Arctic fox, but stepping out of the airport and into Grand Rapids, Michigan, to see the snow for the first time was a real eye opener.
And I wasn't entirely certain I was pleased with the outcome of reality.
Still I'd left my last foster home just after my eighteenth birthday, and six long years had passed. Now I had a decent job and an apartment in New Mexico; it was time I stopped putting off my promise.
I closed my eyes and inhaled sharply, so I could take in the smell of snow. It smelled, well, kind of dirty.
Situating my suitcases next to me, so they were half leaning on my legs, I opened my hand and waited for the falling snow to collide with my skin. Just my luck that the sun was high in the sky, and there was no falling snow to be found. Oh well.
I retrieved my rental car keys from a young man who looked like he was going to fall over. As I filled out the paperwork, he clucked his tongue and crossed his arms. "Here to visit family?"
Of course, I should've expected that question, especially when Christmas was less than a week away.
"No, just looking for some time away."
He gave me a shallow smile. "You and me both, Mr. ..."
"Akai Greyson."
He did a double take, and I knew why. I'd inherited my dark black hair and brown eyes from my Japanese mother. The rest of me was from my father. They'd died when I was nine, an accident that happened so long ago it was little more than a vague memory.
"Well, have a great stay. Don't forget to check out the lights set up downtown. They're pretty cool."
"I'll check it out." I pocketed the rental car keys into my loose jeans and then stooped to pick up my suitcases. "Thanks for your help."
He waved halfheartedly before going back to his magazine spread out on the counter. Then I was back outside in the somewhat stale air. I sure hoped when there was a new snowfall, it'd be more exciting.
After loading my luggage into the trunk of the car, I plugged in the hotel's address into my GPS and made my way there, but I'd slammed down too hard on the gas, and instead of my car lurching forward and then speeding down the dry highway like I expected, I could almost feel the wheels of the car spinning beneath me.
"Damn." I fiddled with the heat, cursing myself for not thinking to pack my gloves in my carry on bag.
More slowly, I eased onto the gas, and my rental car, with slight protest, began to climb over the snow. I knew from the news it was a light snow on the ground, but to me it seemed like I was climbing a mountain.
Every time the tires got marginally stuck, I started to panic and tried to think about what I had to do, but with a little nudging, the car slowly made its way over the snow. Just to be safe, I stopped several feet before the red light, just so I wouldn't careen into the intersection.
When the hotel finally came into sight, I laughed in relief. My forehead was covered in a cold sweat, the heat pushing into my face and making it hard to breathe.
My small laugh reminded me why I was there. I had a promise to keep, and no matter what, Grand Rapids was the place I had to be.
I checked into my room and began to unpack. I was tired from the long flights, but I needed to find something first.
I shrugged out of my cold coat and placed it neat the heating vent and then unlaced my boots. Being used to sandals and sneakers made unlacing my boots a little harder than I thought.
Then I lifted my largest suitcase onto the bed and sifted through jeans, heavy wool socks and long sleeve shirts, my scant winter wardrobe. Nestled between two socks was what I was looking for. To anyone else I was just holding a tall, narrow glass jar no bigger than the palm of my hand. I shook the jar, swashing the water inside. The memory of the jar crept back to me.
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