Hi guys! My name is Meg and I am here to celebrate the new release of my novel, The Alpha’s Scarred Mate.
This story has taken quite the journey. It all began with the release of my short story, The Alpha’s Birthday Gift, in January, 2017. It was supposed to be a short one-shot, but that quickly changed. The characters grew in my head and demanded at least three books because they were quite adamant that their story deserved more than one novel. And hence, Remy and Colby now have three stories.
The Alpha’s Scarred Mate is #1 in their series, while the original short story has been changed to align with Scarred Mate. Birthday Gift is now free too, which is very exciting, and you can find the link at the back of Scarred Mate!
Their second book, The Alpha’s Miracle Baby, is coming out in November this year, while the third will be out in December. Then, we’ll get to see a Christmas story with them (yay!) and January begins with another couple from the Dog Hills Pack. Overall, we’ll be seeing these bunch of shifters quite a lot! I’m so excited for you guys to meet my boys.
As a thank you for letting me blog here and say hello, I bring a cute, short story about Remy and Colby. This story is set between The Alpha’s Scarred Mate and The Alpha’s Birthday Gift, and shows the origin of their little wrestling game! I hope you enjoy!
Tap Out Three Times
Remy frowned down at Mozzie, his hands on his hips. “What did you do?”
The dog tilted his head from left to right and his pink tongue lolled out, a piece of bacon falling onto the floor. Then, he whined and laid on the tiles. He looked miserably between Remy and the bacon with those big puppy dog eyes.
“Did your daddy give you that?” Remy asked. He couldn’t fight back the smile. Mozzie was just too damn cute.
Mozzie raised his head, his tongue lolling out again now that Remy’s voice had changed tone. He whined, but this time it wasn’t because he was in trouble.
Remy snorted. “I’ll take that as a yes. Go on, don’t let it go to waste, right?”
The bacon disappeared before Remy could blink. Mozzie was on his feet in the next second, his tail wagging so hard that when it hit Remy’s thigh as the dog turned to walk away, pain seared through the muscles and he cringed. That’d leave a bruise.
Limping, he followed Mozzie into the kitchen where Colby was slaving over the stovetop. Remy’s mouth watered at the mere sight of his back, the dips and hard lines accented by the gym shirt. His waist tapered down to a gorgeous ass, round and muscular, and Remy couldn’t tear his gaze from it. He took two steps into the kitchen before Colby spoke without even turning to look at him.
“What are you doing?”
“I should be asking you that. You can’t keep feeding Mozzie the table scraps.” Remy plastered his chest against the solid back he’d been admiring and curled his arms around Colby’s body. He kissed his neck, noting the sweat that clung to his mate’s skin. Far from bothering him, the smell made his toes curl with want.
“How can I resist that face?” Colby threw the dog another piece of bacon. Mozzie jumped on his hindlegs, snatching it out of the air.
“You’re wrapped around his paw. I can’t imagine what you’d be like with our kids.”
“Isn’t it obvious? I’d be wrapped around their little fingers.” Colby shut off the stove and turned in his arms, dragging him closer. His hands drifted down to squeeze Remy’s ass and he placed a loving kiss on his lips.
“Their?” Remy’s heart fluttered.
Colby squinted at him, his smile growing bigger. “Yeah, their. I’d like more than one.”
“Me too.” He kissed Colby, memorizing Colby’s lips, though he didn’t need to. He knew the shape and touch of Colby’s mouth by heart now and he craved the feel of them against his own all day, every day. He wanted to be consumed and owned by the man in front of him. The only alpha he’d truly give himself over to.
Colby laid his forehead against Remy’s and closed his eyes. “I can’t wait to see you swollen with my child.”
There wasn’t a word to describe how Remy’s heart ached. It’d been six months since Colby’s Rising and his love for his mate hadn’t dwindled. It was still there, stronger than ever.
“Maybe we should start trying?” Remy whispered.
Colby’s eyes flashed opened and they widened. “You’re still at college.”
“I know, but it won’t be long before I finish, and there’s no guarantee I’ll fall pregnant immediately. If I do, we can handle it, right? I’ve seen pregnant omegas at school.” He liked the idea of swelling with Colby’s child, craved it even. It’d been a year since he returned to Dog Hills. He was safe, they all were, and it was thanks to Colby. “If you want to.”
“I do,” Colby said quickly. His grin was blinding. “I’d really like to try.”
“Let’s try then.” Remy snuggled against him, burying his face into Colby’s neck and inhaling his scent, before he took a couple of steps back. He grinned wickedly. “But first you have to catch me.”
Colby’s brows knitted together, but it only lasted a few seconds. He smirked and took a step forward, but Remy had already spun on his heel, heading toward the back yard with his alpha hot on ass.
Remy managed to get halfway across the yard before Colby’s arms snaked around his waist and he was lifted into the air. He grunted and kicked at Colby, but his hold was tight and soon they were crashing to the ground, Remy in a fit of laughter.
Colby shoved Remy’s wrists to the grass on either side of his head as he maneuvered himself on top of him. With Colby’s weight on his legs and his grip on his wrists, Remy had nowhere to go. That didn’t stop him from struggling though, laughter still bubbling from his lips.
“Do you concede?” Colby teased, his lips curving up on one side.
“Never!” Remy shouted, bucking his hips to try and knock Colby off. It failed dramatically. Colby was too heavy, and Remy didn’t stand a chance.
“Admit defeat.” As if he was showing off, Colby pushed Remy’s hands above his head and switched his hold to one hand, using the other to run his fingers down Remy’s clothed chest.
Colby’s fingers touched a sensitive part of Remy, just below his armpit, near his ribs, and an embarrassing giggle burst out of Remy.
They both halted in surprise, Colby’s brows hiking high. “Did you just make that noise?”
“No!” Remy felt the heat rise in his cheeks. Damn it. He did.
“You did so.” Colby laughed, his fingers striking the same area.
Remy squirmed, pressing his lips together to stop the sound from escaping again. The tickling was unbearable, and it felt like ants crawling along the length of his spine. He hated it, especially when another weird noise left his throat. “Stop it!”
“Make me.” Colby’s lips ran along his jaw, tracing his skin with soft, teasing kisses before his teeth found Remy’s earlobe. “Beg me.”
Remy’s teeth caught his lower lip and he pressed closer to Colby. “Please, alpha.”
“Please what?” Colby’s grip tightened on his wrists and his breathing deepened. “What do you want?”
“Stop tickling me.” Remy grinned. “Or you won’t get laid tonight.”
Colby’s eyes twinkled knowingly. “You can’t resist me.” His fingers dug into the ticklish spot again and his hand released Remy’s wrists. Both of his fingers went to work on either side of Remy’s ribs and no matter how loud Remy shouted as he twisted and turned to get out of Colby’s reach, he didn’t get far.
“You want out?” Colby asked over Remy’s cries of mercy. “Tap out.”
Remy laughed and arched his back, his knee digging into Colby’s thigh, a little too close to his crotch. He slammed his hand on the grass.
Colby shook his head. “Three times. Tap out three times.”
Remy growled, but it came out higher pitched than he expected as the fingers dug into that torturous spot again. He slammed his hand on the grass again, but this time he made sure to do it three times.
Much to his relief, the torment stopped as soon as his palm hit the ground the third time.
“That wasn’t so hard, was it?” Colby teased.
Remy shoved his shoulder, but Colby barely budged. “You’re an asshole.”
“You’re the one who wanted to play this game.” He leaned closer and Remy met him halfway with a kiss.
“You’re lucky I love you.”
Colby devoured his lips and consumed his passion through a kiss so deep that Remy felt the electric shock right down to the tips of his toes.
“I love you too, baby,” Colby whispered against his lips. “Let’s try for that baby.”
“Yeah.” Remy grinned, excitement blooming in his chest. “Let’s get to work.”
If you’re interested in checking out The Alpha’s Scarred Mate, here is the blurb and links:
An omega looking for something more.
Five years ago, Remy Lovell and his mother were exiled from their Dog Hills pack and left to fend for themselves. When they joined the Meadow Lake wolves, it was with the hope that they could start again and build a new life for themselves. When Remy rejects the newly risen alpha’s offer to mate, he’s marked as a traitor and sentenced to die.
An alpha with a missing piece of his heart.
Colby Thorne couldn’t forget his first love. They had something as teenagers, but when Remy and his mother disappeared, a piece of Colby’s heart went missing with him. Remy’s return ignites a passion inside of Colby that he never imagined he would be able to feel again. He promises himself that he only wants to help his former friend, but the feelings are stronger than ever.
Reunited at last.
As the future Head Alpha, Colby offers to keep Remy safe and help him through his pain, but Remy’s resistance, and his hatred for alphas, makes their alliance an uneasy one. Remy’s return has dangerous consequences, and these two unlikely allies must work together to keep the Dog Hills Pack, and Remy, safe.
The Alpha’s Scarred Mate is a gay romance novel set in an omegaverse with alpha, beta, and omega dynamics. This world also features wolf shifters, knotting, and themes of male pregnancy (mpreg). This second chance love story is part of a series, but has a HFN ending with no cheating.
***While mpreg is possible in this world, this book does NOT contain an mpreg storyline. However, book #1.5 (The Alpha’s Birthday Gift) does, and The Alpha’s Scarred Mate contains a link to the free story.***
Check it out: mybook.to/thealphasscarredmate
About Meg Bawden was born and raised in North Queensland, Australia. She's loved stories since before she can remember and has always enjoyed creating characters of her own, even if it did begin with drawing faces on toilet rolls and giving them names. Writing has always been a passion of hers and she's loved the M/M genre since 2004, the first book she read being Rainbow Boys by Alex Sanchez.
Writing M/M since 2007, Meg has never had the confidence to attempt publishing her own stories, but in 2015, she decided that it was all about to change thanks to the amazing friends she's made in the M/M genre and their support and encouragement. So watch out, world, Meg Bawden is coming out to have some fun!
You can find me at http://www.authormegbawden.com