I love being part of Evernight Publishing's anthologies. When they put out a call for shifter stories, I couldn't resist :D
Alpha's Claim Anthology
Blurb:
Strength. Power.
Domination.
The shifters in our Alpha's Claim 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
women.
Lose yourself in these ten sinfully delicious love
stories. After all, who could deny an Alpha’s claim?
My story in the anthology is Extinction. Here's a little snippet…
Extinction
"You have nothing to be ashamed
of." The look Lucas shot her pinged Holly's nipples into points against
the flimsy fabric of her nightwear.
"You saw me naked?" Regardless
of whether his tale was true or not, she hated that there was a possibility he had
seen her at her most vulnerable.
"I think that makes us even, don't
you?" He clutched the pillow closer to his groin. She'd have to remember
to put the cover in the wash tomorrow.
"So, you've seen me in the nip, and
I've seen you. It's been fun, but could you please fuck off now? It's been a
long day." She wanted to crawl back into bed and pretend the past
twenty-four hours had never happened.
"I didn't realize losing my
father's funding would cause you such hardship. I'm sorry I upset you. That
wasn't my intention." He had seen her tears after all. Bugger. That put her on the back foot.
"What did you think was going to
happen? That we would put the flags out and celebrate our independence? As much
as I detest saying it, we rely on your contribution to fund the project
here." She had to set her weapon down so she could wipe away some more
stupid tears.
"I'm still trying to get over the
loss of my father. I guess I was trying to make it easier on myself by cutting
a lot of ties to him. Listen, do you have something I can wear? It's impossible
to have a serious conversation when I'm standing here with my balls in my
hand." He peered at her from under lowered lids, sounding strangely
vulnerable.
Maybe he wasn't such a cold hearted
bastard after all. She knew she would go completely doolally if anything
happened to her parents. That still didn't make it any more appropriate for him
to be stark bollock naked in her bedroom. The sooner he covered up his six-pack
and that happy trail of hair dipping from his navel, the quicker she could
resume hating him. She grabbed her robe from behind the bedroom door and threw
it at him.
"Thanks." He dropped the
pillow to catch it in both hands.
Fuck
a duck! Holly tried to avert her eyes, but she could still
see his junk swinging about in
her peripheral vision as he dressed. "I think
I'll go put the kettle on."
