Publisher: Changeling Press
Cover Artist: Bryan Keller
Bleu and Grey are bonded, but a threesome with Alek leaves Bleu questioning their relationship. He believes the three of them belong together, but triads are taboo, so Bleu suffers in silence. Some things are better left unsaid. Still, fate keeps throwing them together. Can there be a future for two Alphas and an omega? Or will hidden feelings destroy them all?
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Copyright ©2019 Gale Stanley
Trapped. Bleu struggled against the tape binding him to the chair, but he couldn’t get loose. Fuck. I’m trapped here, wherever here is.
He looked around, but the unfamiliar room offered no clues. He thought about Grey. Would he ever see his Alpha again?
A click sounded behind him. Bleu turned his head and found himself staring down the barrel of a gun. Sweat beaded on Bleu’s forehead and he started shaking uncontrollably. His bladder loosened and he peed himself. He opened his mouth to scream —
“Wake up, Bleu. Damn it, wake the hell up!”
Bleu’s eyes flew open. “Grey?” he mumbled.
“Yeah. Grey. Who else?”
It took a few seconds for Bleu to register where he was, then Grey’s warm body overpowered the nightmare. “Sorry, I was dreaming.”
“That must have been some dream. You wet the bed.”
Bleu felt his face heat. “I’m sorry.”
Grey got fresh sheets from the closet. “No apologies necessary. Was it the kidnapping again?”
The same terrifying dream plagued him every night. Each time Bleu relived his abduction by John Smith, a man he’d once known as his college professor. Smith had found out that the Agéli Lýkon fraternity was a real wolf pack. The Alpha Brotherhood, including Bleu’s bonded lover, Grey, had the ability to shift into wolves, but John Smith needed proof. He held Bleu hostage, intending to lure Grey to his hideout. Smith got more than he bargained for. Both Grey and his best buddy, Alek, showed up and —
“Earth to Bleu. Stop thinking so much. It’s over. Smith is dead.”
Bleu sighed heavily. “Sorry, I can’t help it.”
“Want to talk about it?”
“No. I don’t want to think about it anymore. Just hold me.” Bleu slid back into bed and curled up like a baby, with Grey cradling him.
“I love you, baby. You’re safe now. You’re my omega and I’ll always take care of you. Go back to sleep.”
Gale Stanley grew up in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil.
Some things never change.