I’m pleased to have Jace Shaw from Draven St. James latest book, Scent of a Wolf, stop by today.  

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1. What is your story? “Well, one night while playing strip poker with Draven, Merek, Sean and Cory, Draven gave me way too much tequila.  While in a happy place of no worries, Draven plied the story of how Merek and I met and fell in bed…I mean in love. It was a lot more complicated than boy meets boy while hanging out at the local coffee shop. The story involves me being on the run, and Merek being all alpha I’m going to solve your problems. Not that I didn’t have problems to solve. I mean wow. Wait…you’re suppose to read the book!”
2. Who are you? “I suppose it wouldn’t be revealing too much to say my name is Jace Shaw. I love cold pizza and magic fingers. I’ve traveled a lot and it wasn’t until meeting Merek that I learned to enjoy it. I prefer being outdoors to being cooped up and I can get a little furry when necessary.”
3. Do you embrace conflict? Jace laughed. “Umm…I wouldn’t say I embrace it. I think generally I have no choice but to catch it as it flies in my direction. But in the fray of conflict I do find I excel at resolving issues. At least, when I have Merek at my back. Well, when he isn’t trying to drag me into dark corners.”
4. How do you see yourself? “I’m just me. An ordinary wolf shifter, who is mated to an alpha and part of a rare wolf pack.”
5. How do your enemies see you? “I imagine they see me as a pain in the ass who never goes away. They’d never say it but given my abilities I’m stealth and intelligent, at least enough to get the drop on them.”
6. What, if anything, haunts you? “Right now? That third cup of coffee I had about five minutes ago.” Jace grins and jogs out of the room.
7. Who is your true love? “Easy. Merek is my true love. He is the only man I’ve ever said I love you too and the only one I ever will say it to.”
8. What one word best describes you?  “Unusual.”
9. Who was your best friend when you were growing up? “My twin brother, Jacob. While he is frustrating and never misses an excuse to tell me he was born first, he’s a good man.”
10. What kind of things embarrass you? Why? “Well, I’m not embarrassed by much. I’ve seen too many things in the world to be shy. I think occasionally tapping in while Jacob is having sex is pretty damned embarrassing. Or just grouse. Traumatizing might be a better word.”
11. What is the perfect romantic date? Jace chucked and flushed. “Merek, the great outdoors and apple cinnamon scented candles.”
12. What is more important – sex or intimacy? Why? “Now that is just a mean question! I love sex with Merek it is fantastic. However, I also love just being close to him. Even just in the same room when we share a glance. They are two completely different ways to connect with the man I love. I can’t choose.”

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Blurb

Jace Shaw is one of the few survivors of an extraordinary, rare wolf pack. He spends his days on the run and his nights in another world with a man he’s only dreamed about. To sleep is to feel his dream man’s hands on his body and hear his wicked whispered words. But when the sun rises reality crashes in: the evil that destroyed his birth pack hunts his kind down in search of a way to control their power.

Merek Wahya is an alpha dealing with all the issues of being newly appointed, but they all fall away when he closes his eyes at night. Then, a man with moonlit hair and mercury eyes crawls into bed with him. When he wakes it’s to a painful arousal no one can satisfy. When Merek’s wolf catches Jace’s scent he knows he’s found his mate, and he soon learns their nocturnal meetings were only foreplay. The joy of this discovery is shadowed by the trouble that follows Jace. Merek’s mate is embroiled in a battle between two ancient packs, a war Merek must now fight. If he fails he could lose Jace forever.

Excerpt

Merek’s face was almost always partially shaded by the long locks of black hair that flowed down to touch his broad shoulders. Hair so dark it refracted light in shades of blue—an eerie color reflected in his eyes. They were the palest blue Jace had ever seen. The eyes of a wolf, and he growled like one too.

Letting the primitive nature of their wolves loose in the magnificent embrace of the wilderness was instinctive. The smell of damp grass and pine trees wafted around them. But beneath that scent was Merek’s—rich, primal, and addictive.

Jace strove to stop his grin as he bucked his hips in an attempt to get Merek off him. The man was too strong for his own good. The move only resulted in Merek chuckling and adjusting to hold both of Jace’s wrists in one hand. The other he used to lightly caress Jace’s cheek and jawline. Merek brushed his thumb over Jace’s bottom lip, causing a shudder to flow through Jace. He knew just what those hands were capable of.

No matter how hard he fought himself, he couldn’t help but tilt his neck into the soft touch. Merek gave him a sensual smile.

Jace tried to twist away again, to get the upper hand, but to no avail. Merek trailed his hand lower, and Jace arched into the gentle touch. The man was doing his best to destroy Jace’s control, and it was so tempting to catapult to the carnal command.

“Just one word, Jace, and I’ll give you everything.”

Merek leisurely traced his fingertips down Jace’s naked chest, along the hard muscles of his stomach, and stopped at the waist of Jace’s low-riding jeans. Jace curved into the touch. Desperate for Merek to go lower.

“Submit to me.”

Bio:

Draven St. James is a born and raised Oregonian. She has traveled extensively in search of mischief and mayhem to fill her books. Her ventures have been quite successful in inspiring a wealth of stories. Of course at the end of the day, coffee within reach, laptop at the ready is where she finds her peace.

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