Author Name: Toni Griffin
Author Bio:
Toni Griffin lives in Darwin, the smallest of Australia’s capital
cities. Born and raised in the state, she’s a Territorian through and through.
Growing up Toni hated English with a passion (as her editors can probably
attest to) and found her strength lies with numbers.
Now, though, she loves escaping to the worlds she creates and hopes to
continue to do so for many years to come. She’s a single mother of one and
works full time. When she’s not writing you can just about guarantee that she
will be reading one of the many MM authors she loves.
Cover Artist: Meredith Russell
Publisher: Mischief
Corner Books
Blurb(s): Finding his mate should have been
Patrick Holland's greatest day, instead it turned into a nightmare with one
phone call. His mate didn't want him. His heart broke, but at sixteen he was
too young to do anything. The next ten years—ten long years— of Patrick's life are spent at
odds with his mate. Split by forces he can't comprehend and a long line of
misunderstandings, Patrick doubts he'll ever get the man he's both loved and
hated.
Jake Richmond
never expected to come home from Uni to find the youngest Holland brother was
his mate. Knowing the news might uplift his still grieving father, Jake shares
the news only to have his young mate threatened. Jake does the only thing he
can think of, protect Patrick. The next ten years are nothing but torture for
Jake as he watches his mate grow into a remarkable young man.
They say time
heals all wounds, but how much time?
Excerpt:
Jake got in his car and drove to
the pack running grounds. He had excess energy to burn, and his wolf was
demanding to be let out. His was the only car in the car park as he pulled up
and got out. Jake stripped where he was, as there was no one else around, and
walked into the bush. He shifted, then ran. Several hours later, his thoughts
were still stuck on the fact that Patrick Holland was his mate, his very young
and inexperienced mate.
The idea of being Patrick's only
lover brought forth a howl of possessiveness. He loved the fact that no other
man would ever get the opportunity to touch his mate. Now that he knew exactly
who Patrick was to him, it was going to kill Jake not to be near him. Jake had
to talk to his father and let him know he'd found his mate, even if he couldn't
claim Patrick yet.
Exhausted after his run, Jake
took his time making his way back to his dad's house.
His mum had died several years
before, which had just left Jake and his dad. Jake had never been especially
close to his dad, his mum being the one that had held the family together. His
parents had been a mated pair. Jake knew his father had loved his mother
deeply, they had been very happy together.
Jake unlocked the door and made
his way through the house to his old room. He didn't see the point of having
his own place when he was only here for a couple of weeks. He was thankful now
that he was staying with his father, even if they didn't get along great,
because if he had his own space, the temptation to have Patrick with him would
be great.
He stripped his clothes once
again and headed for the bathroom. Jake stopped to look in the mirror. He knew
it was silly, but if Patrick liked him with stubble, then he would keep it. He
would have to buy a shaver to keep it to the length he wanted as he didn't want
to be sporting a full beard. That look wouldn't suit him at all, he didn't
think.
Turning the water on to heat up,
Jake palmed his still hard cock and watched as a bead of precum appeared at the
tip. Jake stepped into the water and hissed as the hard spray hit his aching
shaft. Now he could finally do something about it.
He grabbed the conditioner from
the shelf and squirted a generous amount in his hand, then wrapped his fist
around his dick and squeezed hard. Jake moaned as lightning bolts of arousal
shot through his body. His thoughts were firmly back on Patrick wrapped around
his body as their mouths met in a spine-melting kiss.
Jake increased his speed,
knowing he wouldn't last long. He had been on edge for hours. Remembering the
feeling of Patrick's hard shaft rubbing against his own sent Jake careening
over the edge. His mate's name escaped his lips at the exact moment of ecstasy
as his prick erupted with streams of cum. Jake placed his palm against the wall
as he attempted to keep his legs from buckling beneath him as the last shudders
of his orgasm left his body.
Once Jake was sure he could
stand without his legs giving way, he quickly washed his body and stepped out
of the shower. He dried himself, then made his way back to his room. Jake
collapsed facedown on his bed and succumbed to the exhaustion that swept
through his body.
Jake startled awake several
hours later as the front door slammed shut. His dad was home, and it didn't
sound like he was in a good mood. Every time Jake came home from school, his
father had more and more mood swings. Jake wondered how his father would take
the news that he had a male mate.
He hoped the news would bring
his father some joy; after all, the man knew exactly what it was like to be
mated. It might be a bit of a shock who Jake's mate was, however, Alex had come
out several years ago and his dad had told him to each his own. This gave Jake
hope his father would be fine with his own sexuality. He had never really
thought about coming out himself as Jake enjoyed a well-rounded sex life.
Patrick had agreed not to
mention their mating to anyone, but Jake wanted to ask his father to keep an
eye on his mate until he could finish uni and get back here permanently.
Jake dressed in silence and made
his way down the hall, looking for his dad.
He found him in the living room
sitting in his favourite chair watching the news. "Hey, Dad, bad day at
the office?"
"Yeah, you could say that.
Pizza for dinner okay?" Arthur Richmond was a large man, with thick black
hair and wide shoulders. He had sharp cheekbones, and his five o'clock shadow
was as dark as the hair on his head. He was also one of the more powerful
wolves in their pack.
"That's fine, you want me
to order?" Jake took the nod as assent and went to get the phone. He
placed their order for pizza and then joined his father. He wanted to give his
dad time to relax, so Jake decided to wait until after they'd eaten to bring up
his new discovery.
Jake watched the television with
his dad until the doorbell rang. He paid for their dinner, grabbed a couple of
plates and went back to the living room. They ate in silence until the entire
pizza was gone.
Once Jake was sure his dad had
relaxed enough, he gathered his courage and turned to face his father.
"Dad, can we talk?"
His father muted the television
before he adjusted his position in his seat to face Jake. They were
catty-corner to each other with Jake sitting on the couch. "How's school
going?" About the only thing his father was proud of Jake for was becoming
a lawyer.
"Fine, Dad, school's good.
It's a lot of information to take in, but I'm doing well." Jake looked his
father in the eye. "That's not what I want to talk to you about,
though." He really hoped this went well. Jake wanted to be able to ask his
father to keep an eye on Patrick when he had to go back to classes.
His dad looked a little shocked,
but his expression still showed love and acceptance of whatever Jake wanted to
talk about. "Okay, then, what is it?"
Jake sucked in a deep breath,
then let it out. It was like ripping off a Band-Aid. "I found my
mate." Okay, so maybe not quite like ripping off a Band-Aid.
His dad's expression showed
nothing but joy. "That's great! Where is she? Why didn't you bring her
home with you?" He was looking around as if he expected someone else to
walk out from around a corner.
Jake winced at his dad's
assumption about the sex of his mate. "It's a little more complicated than
that, Dad."
"What's complicated? You
claim her and bring her home to meet me."
"Dad, my mate is Patrick
Holland, and he's only sixteen. That's why it's complicated." Jake watched
as the love and joy on his father's face changed instantly to anger and hatred.
Jake was startled at his father's expression.
"Dad?" he queried when
his father had failed to say anything for a minute or two.
"Your mate is who?"
his dad screamed at him. Jake sat there shocked, not only at the sudden burst
of sound in the quiet room, but also the vehemence he heard in his dad's voice,
a sound he'd never thought to hear from the man who had raised him.
"Patrick Holland, the
Alpha's youngest son." Jake hoped that the mention of their Alpha might
calm his father down, but he was mistaken.
Arthur Richmond seemed to get
even angrier. "I forbid you to claim him!" his father roared as he
leapt to his feet.
Shock coursed through Jake's
body as he jerked back quickly. God, he hoped he had misunderstood what his
father had said. "Dad, Patrick's only sixteen. I've already told him I
won't claim him, at least until after I finish school."
All Jake's hopes died when his
father's next words registered. "I don't care how old the kid is,"
his father answered, practically biting off each word through clenched teeth.
"You. Are. Not. Going. To. Claim. Him! I. Forbid. It.”
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