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Blog Tour: The Devoted Alpha By Susi Hawke

The Devoted Alpha | Susi Hawke

West Coast Wolves #3

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Release Date: February 28th, 2021

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An awkward, traumatized omega and a patient alpha determined to court him properly… fate has a way of righting old wrongs.

Stolen from his mother’s arms and reported stillborn at birth, Tom spent nearly twenty-one years in structured captivity with other stolen omegas. His brothers. A dozen omegas, each with a secret superpower, who now must learn a whole new skill—how to thrive in a modern world.

Not every brother emerged from their past unscathed, and Tom had the worst of it. His key to survival was a healthy respect for rules. Now that he’s free, he’s still a little bit obsessive and a whole lot compulsive. He’s got anxiety, fear of change… and a list of plans for his future.

None of which involved finding a fated mate.

But if they had? His plans definitely wouldn’t have been to meet his dream alpha while smelling of afterbirth and the blood of an enemy killed in defense of his pregnant brother—the same brother whose child he then had to deliver… post-shift and naked.

If he’d been planning, if he’d made a list and checked it twice, Tom never could’ve designed an alpha more perfectly devoted than the delicious one fate put in front of him during one of the craziest days of his life… an alpha so patient, he insists on courting the skittish omega.

The West Coast Wolves is an mpreg series about five alphas. A small pack of bikers who spent years riding the highways and helping those in need until fate gave them each a pack to lead. This 85k full-length novel is Nick’s story. Prepare yourself for a romantic courtship, a perfect first kiss, and more feels and giggles than you can handle. But then again, this is a Susi Hawke book so what else can you expect?

Possible triggers for child abduction, trafficking both past and present, and haunting memories of past abuse that included both humiliation and the non-penetrative molestation of a teenager by a person in authority.

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As much as I wanted to see what happened next with them, the crying baby drew my attention. Exactly like Wilson had described, the baby was in a fucking cage. A metal crate used to kennel dogs. A little boy with white-blond hair huddled beside it, his fingers curled around the bars. He was desperately begging the baby to stop crying while the two big men stood nearby, loudly threatening them pain if they didn’t shut up.

The one closest to the boy drew a massive fist and stepped closer, turning my blood cold. I didn’t know whether he would actually do it or was merely threatening.

I took a chance and stepped into the room, motioning for Tom and his brothers to follow. “I need you to distract the little boy so he doesn’t see that fucker die.”

At once, two fire sprinklers went off, one in the kitchen, the other in the main living/auction area. Water sprayed up from the sink like a geyser—and things went weird. The water in the main area poured at an angle on everyone fighting, as if an invisible finger was aiming a garden hose with a sprayer attachment. Somehow, the computer equipment wasn’t harmed.

Circus music played in the background, but I didn’t stop to listen. I was too busy trying to make sense of seeing the impossible in the kitchen. All the water in the room, from the fridge door, the sprinkler, and the sink, aimed toward each other and merged together, forming a clear wall between the pups and the guards.

The one who would’ve punched the boy backed away, tripping over his own feet as he desperately scrambled around the counter. The other guard shifted on the spot and ran.

Before the asshat who thought he could punch a child could flee, I pulled the trigger. I’d needed him away from the boys so I could fire. He made it around the counter, took another step, and then dropped when my bullet met his head.

It wasn’t as satisfying as ripping out his throat, then stuffing it with the fist he’d been so ready to use, but I figured I’d get over the disappointment.

A pair of avenging wolves took out the other guy. Watching him get torn apart was almost enough to sate my wolf after his partner’s too-easy death.

I wanted to keep track of the fight and see how many of the fuckers were left, but I felt compelled to keep an eye on the boys as if they were my own. Tom grabbed my arm, getting my attention before I could look again. He nodded in their direction with a watery smile. “What do you think of our distraction? Betcha that pup won’t have any nightmares.”

Glancing back toward the kitchen, my mouth fell open. A swarm of butterflies—huge-ass, Disney cartoon, zip-a-dee-fucking-doo-dah butterflies in every color of the rainbow—fluttered over and around the baby and the little boy. They twirled in the air, dancing just out of reach while circus music played. Hearing it, I smiled. The music made it harder for the boys to hear all the snarling and growling as death happened on the other side of their island counter.

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About the Author

I’m a happily married mom of one snarky teenage boy, and three grown “kids of my heart.” As a reader and big romance fan myself, I love sharing the stories of the different people who live in my imagination.

My stories are filled with humor, a few tears, and the underlying message to not give up hope, even in the darkest of times, because life can change on a dime when you least expect it. This theme comes from a lifetime of lessons learned on my own hard journey through the pains of poverty, the loss of more loved ones than I’d care to count, and the struggles of living through chronic illnesses. Life can be hard, but it can also be good!

Through it all I’ve found that love, laughter, and family can make all the difference, and that’s what I try to bring to every tale I tell.

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Definitely my favourite yet in the West Coast Wolves

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My rating: 3.5 of 5 stars

I liked this one the best so far. It had a more rounded out narrative with a focus on the continued story of the stolen omegas from book two.

While I still think the unique connection between the five alphas in their biker crew should have been a bigger part of the series in general, this book felt less like a simple omegaverse romance and a bit more of an investigation focused narrative.

I really liked Tom too, his analytical mind protecting him from the trauma of his captivity but still being self aware enough to know he could find new ways to move on.

Nick was super sweet too, very much the devoted alpha of the title.

Now I’m interested to see if it’ll be Devon and Sky next, or if we get Tucker’s story.

#ARC kindly received from the author in return for an honest and unbiased review.

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Release Blitz: The Rivalry by Beth Bolden

The Rivalry | Beth Bolden

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Cover Artist: AngstyG Design

Release Date: March 9, 2020

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: 100,000 words

It is a standalone story.

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The first time NFL quarterback Heath Harris meets Sam Crawford, it’s just them, a luxury yacht and a few days of fun in the sun. Sam turns out to be nothing like Heath expects. He’s kind and funny and irreverent—and also unbelievably, shockingly sexy. For three short, glorious, life-changing days, there are no rules.

The second time they meet, Sam has just been traded to Heath’s team, and instead of lovers, they’ve become rivals instead. Heath has spent the last five years working desperately to be the best quarterback the Riptide could ever need, but when injuries threaten to derail his career, Sam is right there, standing on the sideline. Ready to take over, and ready to ruin everything Heath has given his life for.

Rival. Enemy. Teammate. Friend. Lover.

As their orbits collide, sparks fly, and Heath struggles to find the right label and the right box to shove Sam into, hoping to keep him contained. But Sam—and Heath’s feelings—refuse to cooperate.

Sam might not be just one of those things, he might be all of them, and so much more.

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Heath had forced himself not to get (even more) self-conscious when he changed into his swim trunks. You work your ass off in the weight room, he told himself firmly, you look good. But it was hard to ever imagine he looked as good as Sam did. Sam looked . . . Heath forced himself not to think about it, because the last thing he needed was to get hard in his trunks right now.

Brooke was already lying out on the open deck, a skimpy bikini revealing all her best assets. “Drew and Mark already took the skiff out with Captain Tom,” she said when Heath and Sam approached.

“Yeah, we’re going for a swim,” Sam said.

“And share secret quarterback tips? You two have fun.” Brooke’s knowing expression was baffling, but maybe she thought it was weird they were hanging out because they played for different teams.

“Uh,” Heath said, and then latched on to the bin of sunscreen options next to her. “We should put some protection on . . .”

Both Brooke and Sam looked at him shocked. “Um,” he realized, “sun protection.”

“Right,” Sam said, grinning. “You first.” Instead of the easy spray option, Sam plucked a bottle of lotion from the selection. Heath went hot and then cold, realizing that Sam definitely intended to touch him all over, and he was somehow going to have to keep his erection under control.

Normally, that wouldn’t have even been an issue, but somehow his dick had discovered its purpose in life after meeting Sam. He was already half-hard now, and as soon as Sam touched him, all bets were going to be off.

The lotion was cold as Sam squirted it onto his back, and that helped initially, but then his hands, warm and broad and confident, were there, smoothing the cream all over his back and shoulders. He used soft, long strokes, like he was both trying to reassure Heath and turn him on, all at the same time—even though Heath knew that couldn’t possibly be true. When his fingers drifted lower, nearly hitting the waistband of his swim trunks, Heath nearly gasped. It was the most erotic application of sunscreen that Heath had ever experienced, and the only thing that kept him from totally busting out of his trunks was latching on to the thought of how smelly Bran’s locker was by the end of the season.

“My turn,” Sam said, and to Heath’s surprise, his own voice was rather gravelly. Like he’d actually enjoyed touching Heath.

Sam touching him had felt like a combination of heaven and hell. Heath never imagined that reciprocating would somehow feel even more dangerous, but from the moment his fingers lightly brushed Sam’s skin, it was nearly game over. He was so smooth and powerful and soft, all contradictions wrapped up in this sexy, gorgeous package, and it was nearly impossible to stop when the lotion had been evenly distributed.

“Aren’t you two just the cutest,” Brooke said, and Heath jerked his hands back like he’d been electrocuted.

“I mean, so helpful with each other, even though you’re supposed to be rivals,” Brooke added.

They weren’t really rivals—Sam wasn’t even the starting quarterback for the Piranhas, but Heath latched on to her distraction like a lifeline. “We’re not rivals,” Heath said. “It’s not like that.” Sam nodded vigorously, and grabbed the lotion from Heath’s hands, clearly also eager to change the subject. Heath didn’t know why, but he was intrigued.

“You about ready to go in?” he asked Heath.

“Yeah, let me just get my face,” Heath said. He knew he was still too pale, especially considering he lived in Southern California. Too much time still spent indoors. Frankie was always harassing him, accusing him of becoming a recluse. She wasn’t completely wrong.

“Good, because I’m definitely ready,” Sam said, obviously eager to get away from Brooke, her inquisitive gaze still pinned to the pair of them.

Sam took off in a cannonball leap, before Heath could warn him that they didn’t know how deep the water was. You’re always looking before leaping, he thought ruefully. It was definitely a less exciting existence than the one Sam clearly enjoyed. Instead of jumping off the boat, Heath sat on the back ledge, and swinging his legs around, dropped down gently into the water. It was surprisingly warm, and he kicked powerfully to bring himself over to where Sam had surfaced, pushing his wet hair back, like he was a fucking supermodel.

“Feels damn good,” Sam said, and Heath nodded, keeping his distance as they both treaded water.

It would feel even better if they were pressed up together, wet skin against wet skin, but Heath would take the water reflecting in the intense blue of Sam’s eyes every day of the week. He’d never felt a color so viscerally—burning deep in his stomach, magnifying his arousal until the only thing keeping him from flying apart was the cool water against his dick.

About the Author

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A lifelong Oregonian, Beth Bolden has just recently moved to North Carolina with her supportive husband and their sweet kitten, Earl Grey. Beth still believes in Keeping Portland Weird, and intends to be just as weird in Raleigh.

Beth has been writing practically since she learned the alphabet. Unfortunately, her first foray into novel writing, titled Big Bear with Sparkly Earrings, wasn’t a bestseller, but hope springs eternal. She’s published sixteen novels and six novellas.

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