Happy Book Birthday to Alpha Pair! Want a Sneak Peek?

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I had a blast writing Demetri and Tatiana’s story because they are both independent warriors who like to be in charge. The characters played off one another, with Tatiana giving Demetri far more grief than he gave her. It was a fun book to write, and I hope you’ll enjoy reading it as I enjoyed writing it.








Here is a little taste of the story:
​The woman beside Tatiana gestured toward her glass. “That’s your fifth one of those, honey. You trying to drown your sorrows?”
The female warrior gave her an assessing look, noting the way her red dress appeared two sizes too small. It clung so tight she could have been wearing nothing at all. Each lump and bump were clearly visible. Her makeup had been applied liberally, the blue eye shadow a patriotic companion to her ruby red lips and white skin. The way she had slurred the word sorrows clearly indicated her inebriation.
“Hardly,” Tatiana replied, effectively dismissing the woman by turning her attention back to the group in the back.
A waitress approached the table, and one of the men pinched her backside as she tried to take their orders. She shooed away the offending hand, only to have one of the men grab her and pull her onto his lap. His hands rough on her thighs, he started to make his way up under her skirt.
Someone should teach those guys a lesson, and I know just the person to do it.
Tatiana placed a fifty under her glass and slid away from the bar. She pushed up her leather bustier until the girls sat precariously close to slipping out then flung her leather duster carelessly over one shoulder.
This is going to be fun, she thought as she walked across the bar, putting a suggestive sway into her hips. She had been itching for a brawl, needed a little action.
She’d been frequenting bars in town after town, tracking the Alpha who had disappeared under mysterious circumstances. After months of investigating, she still believed he lived. Her instincts had told her that much, and she had learned long ago to trust those instincts.
She sauntered by the group, purposely brushing one of them on the shoulder when she passed. She sensed their collective gaze on her as she made her way toward the side exit door. The chairs slid in unison across the floor, and the sound brought a satisfied smile to her pretty face. Heavy boots clomped on the wooden floor behind her while she walked out into the night.
The frigid air bit her cheeks. It might be March, but it was still cold in Canada. The smell of crisp clean air mingled with the putrid stench of old garbage from the dumpster resting against the building. The malodorous combination made Tatiana’s stomach roll. Perhaps she should not have downed quite so many drinks, but then again, she had not come to the bar expecting a fight.
However, that was exactly what she was about to have. And it was okay with her.
She trekked behind the building. Only a copse of trees, with their bare branches and shadowy outlines, would bear witness to what was about to happen. She glanced at the men over her shoulder. They wore similar expressions, a combination of lust in their eyes and violence in the hard lines of their faces. The leader stepped forward.
“My, my look what have we here, boys. Something to play with.”
Tatiana turned slowly at the taunt. The menacing sound of their laughter slid down her spine, making it straighten in defiance. A large boulder sat next to where she stood. She placed her coat over the rock, taking time to smooth the leather out as she spoke. “You don’t want to play with me, boys,” she warned, pinning them with her steely gaze. “I suggest you get on your bikes and leave while you still can.” 
The men’s arrogant laughter reached her ears just as the leader motioned toward her with a flick of his two fingers. Two of his gang raced forward, simultaneously grabbing Tatiana’s arms. The bite of their fingers brought her senses to full attention. This was about to get interesting. She sent a silent prayer of thanks up to the heavens that these men were all action.
The leader approached her. “Time to play, bitch,” the man bit out between clenched teeth as he reached for her leather bustier. 

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