Elaine White has a new MM paranormal romance out, Surviving Vihaan book 2: Raised by Wolves.
Bad news always comes in threes.
As do the hits that knock Keon’s perfectly laid plans into chaos. His no-good brother conducted a hostile takeover of their pack, became Alpha, and got killed in the space of a year. Grief has crippled their father, leaving Beta Weston desperate for Keon’s return, as Simeon’s last act as Alpha was to name Keon his successor.
Leaving his friends is heartbreaking. Arriving home to a hostile pack is unsurprising. But finding a rival pack hovering on the boundaries of his land, vying for blood, could be a problem. With Simeon dead, they don’t seem to care which Alpha bleeds for the crimes.
With no other choice, Keon shoulders the burden of being Alpha. Fighting, bleeding, and sacrificing.
As a new Alpha, he needs to prove himself to get the respect needed for them to accept change…like dragging Vihaan into the 21st century. On the top of the list is finding a mate. But who would want to mate an Alpha whose own pack doesn’t respect him?
Haley passed with an exasperated groan. “Why are you so slow? We’re falling behind!” she complained, caring nothing for Milo’s struggle.
“Why are you such a bitch?” Usher retaliated, appearing at Milo’s side. “I told Father I saw a figure in the trees. Rest, while he sends guards to check we’re not being followed or spied on.”
Milo raised an eyebrow at Usher’s devious trick, appreciating the skill of the delivery. While Haley stormed off, Usher handed Milo a flask of water he gratefully sipped from. “I’m surprised Father fell for it.”
Usher smirked. “I think he’s hoping it’s a defector, and he’ll get to punish someone.” Milo snorted, sure Usher was right. “Besides, he’d never admit it, but he needed to rest. I just gave him an excuse to do it.” Usher glanced around, before guiding Milo towards a broken tree stump that made a decent seat. “I expect the guards to find nothing, and Father will insist we stop for the night.”
“Thank the Mother.” Milo breathed a sigh of relief. “Do you know where we’re going?” Thatcher had woken half the pack in the middle of the night, insisting they prepare for ‘a permanent move to new territory’. It was the first he’d heard of such a plan, as only the Meskli could grant new land. And Milo knew for a fact the Meskli hadn’t been contacted.
Whatever Thatcher had planned, he was playing a dangerous game.
Usher made rare eye contact. “He’s not telling anyone. The scouts are working off a hand-drawn map with no markers,” he admitted, the distance of his gaze troubling. “But if memory serves, we’re an hour from crossing into Alpha Simeon’s land.”
Milo knew what that meant. Days before they left in this mad rush, he’d overheard a spy informing Thatcher that Simeon had left his Alphaship to his younger brother, Keon, who had already been summoned back to Vihaan from Dnara.
He was sure Thatcher suspected Milo of being the one who returned Simeon’s body, after the Alpha died during the raid. Milo also knew the truth would never cross his mind, that it had been Usher who performed such a thoughtful deed. Aware of what he’d want, if he died on foreign soil. It was an act of kindness that reassured Milo he still had a brother worth fighting for.
That wouldn’t be a problem much longer, if they were about to encroach upon another pack’s land. Hopefully his father was wise enough to remain outside the border. Though, why he brought the entire pack was a mystery.
“What do you think he’s planning?”
Usher snorted a wry amusement. “He received a letter from the new Alpha, offering to return whatever Simeon stole. Except, he claims no knowledge of what was taken, and Father won’t tell anyone, even me, what it is.”
Milo almost cursed. Of course Alpha Keon wouldn’t know what had been taken, because it never fell into Simeon’s possession for more than a minute. They were here because Milo had dared lie to, and steal from, his own father. Because couldn’t trust his father.
“What will he do about that?”
A negligent shrug proved Usher was as clueless as Milo. “Your guess is as good as mine.”
Mother, they were in a whole heap of trouble and, for once, Milo couldn’t think his way back out. He’d created this mess, and now he had to let it play out or face the wrath of a man just waiting for an excuse to get rid of him.
What other choice did he have but to play dumb, and hope someone could outsmart and outplot Alpha Thatcher?
Elaine White is the author of multi-genre MM romance, celebrating ‘love is love’ and offering diversity in both genre and character within her stories.
Growing up in a small town and fighting cancer in her early teens taught her that life is short and dreams should be pursued. She lives vicariously through her independent, and often hellion characters, exploring all possibilities within the romantic universe.
The Winner of two Watty Awards – Collector’s Dream (An Unpredictable Life) and Hidden Gem (Faithfully) – and an Honourable Mention in 2016’s Rainbow Awards (A Royal Craving) Elaine is a self-professed geek, reading addict, and a romantic at heart.