Hello and welcome to another Weekend Writing Warriors post!
Thank you to all of you who visited me last weekend! MINK OMEGA IN HIDING is the second book in my Shifter Towers series, and will be releasing soon through Decadent Publishing.
Set-up: Once again, I skipped a few sentences from last weekend's snippet. Roan took the bus home, and when it reached his house, he realized it was surrounded by police cars and crime scene tape. Instead of getting off the bus, he stayed on, heading downtown.
When the bus reached the main terminal, I rushed off and headed to the station for the out-of-town routes. The arrival/departure screen indicated several buses would be leaving at six am. But I didn’t want to wait around the station for the next few hours. I knew what happened to people who were found here in the middle of the night. Especially omegas like me. Tuan had told me stories, been involved in many of the attacks. I needed to go somewhere now.
There was one bus on the platform that was boarding passengers. Its sign read Saramto. A ten hour drive to a place I hadn’t been in years.
Mink Omega in Hiding
Shifter Towers book two
Roan is looking for a way out...
As a mink shifter omega, I never thought I’d escape the soul-crushing gang-ruled world I lived in. But one night on my way home from working at the strip club, the opportunity arose. I just needed to find a place to hide, somewhere I could go where no one from this life would ever find me. Some place I could start over. With my parents deceased, I only had one other person from my past I could ask for help. But would he want to see me again?
Hansol has everything in his life, except his mate…
After two years of running a successful fitness center with celebrities as my personal clients and friends, one would think I had everything I’ve ever wanted. But I don’t. The one thing I still desire is to have my mate by my side. Something my sun bear keeps reminding me of every day. Sure, I’ve had plenty of omegas and other alphas in my bed, but no one I want to wake up with each morning. That person left my life years ago with no explanation and no goodbye.
Will they find their way back to each other?
Then he shows up on my doorstep, soaking wet, and with no belongings. Of course, I take him in. But I don’t know how long I have until he leaves again. Can I trust him this time? Can I finally claim him as my mate? Or am I holding onto false hope? Because I know there is something he is keeping from me.
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