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Sovereign (Clutch Wars)

Author(s): Mychael Black

Lone wolf Korin Meyers has never told anyone his most closely guarded secret. Everything changes the moment he meets the man he's been lusting after: Beau Trainor, a dragon guard in Bryn Navarro's clan.

Beau only meant to meet the wolf who'd captured his attention. He sure as hell didn't expect to discover the man is his mate. Now they're both facing a challenge they knew would come, but hadn't fully prepared for.

With the Navarro clan going to war against its demonic enemies, it falls on Korin, a packless alpha wolf with a history no one expected, to lead the dragons into the bowels of the earth. The Navarro clan is hoping for the element of surprise. What they get is an ambush. Korin finally finds the demons responsible for the destruction of his entire home and his kin and he wants nothing but revenge. But what price is he willing to pay for it?



Praise for Sovereign

"This story is like a little Hershey's Kiss. It's simple, bite size, and melts in your mouth. Where do I find a dragon shifter to play with?"

-- Review by La Crimson Femme

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Sovereign (Clutch Wars 4)
Mychael Black
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Copyright ©2014 Mychael Black

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Korin blinked. His hand still tingled, right along with his lips. Christ. He'd never been kissed like that in his life.

"What was it?"

"You wouldn't believe me if I told you," Beau answered.

"Try me."

"Ever been with a dragon?"

Korin stared, one eyebrow lifting. No one had ever asked him such a question. "No."

"Mates," Beau said, giving him a slight smirk.

"What?" Korin stepped back, putting a little breathing space between them. Beau's scent was driving him fucking crazy. The dragon smelled like lust and fire, a rather heady combination that shot straight to Korin's balls. "Are you telling me we're mates?"

"That's precisely what I'm telling you."

"We just met!"

Beau chuckled. "And you're telling me wolves are different?"

"No," Korin muttered. "Though we sure as hell don't electrocute our mates."

"Believe me, it's not intentional," Beau said. "I swear I only came here to meet you and to offer help."

Korin glanced around the main room of the club and grimaced. He sure as hell needed any help he could get. The patrons who'd arrived with him earlier, just in time to see Shane Lawson collapse into Mason Navarro's arms, had left when they realized there weren't going to be any matches for a while.

"I'm not about to turn you down."

Beau's gaze swept over Korin like a caress. "No?"

Korin licked his lips. He hadn't had a lover in several months, and Beau made a damn good candidate for the position. As for the mates bit... Korin wasn't sure what to make of it. Every time he inhaled, though, all he smelled was Beau. His head swam as if he'd been drugged.

"What about the clan?" he asked.

"They know I'm here," Beau said. He took a step closer and the heat in the room jumped several degrees. "If you don't want me here, I'll leave -- no problem."

Korin snagged the dragon's shirt and halted any potential movement. "Don't you fucking dare."

Before Korin could get another kiss, someone cleared their throat. Beau twisted enough for Korin to see around one broad shoulder. One of the bouncers -- Carl -- smirked at them both. Korin released Beau and gestured to the mess around them.

"I guess... yeah." He scowled when Beau and Carl chuckled at him. No one had ever flustered him this damn much. "Cleaning. There's cleaning to be done. Carl, we're going to need several mop buckets, mops, towels -- stuff to wipe up the blood."

"Sure thing, Boss." Carl headed down one of the narrow halls that led to their storage area.

"What do you need me to do?" Beau asked.

Korin resisted the urge to say "fuck me." "Um, help me get the broken wood tossed out. There's a dumpster outside, near the door. Once that's done, we can see if the cage is salvageable."

"Gotcha."

They got to work, clearing out what had once been the bar and several tall tables and stools. The few benches along the walls seemed relatively unscathed, so Korin sat them all upright. Beau came back down the steps while Korin was picking through the last bits of shattered glass and wood on the bartender's side. The liquor bottles, surprisingly enough, hadn't been damaged. Korin thanked God for small favors. Liquor was expensive shit, especially stuff like Absinthe.

"Is this the first time you've had to do this?" Beau asked him as they swept up the last of the small pieces into a dustpan.

"It's not the first time we've had a mess, if that's what you mean," Korin said. "But it's the worst we've ever seen. Most of the damage is usually relegated to the tables. Even guys like us can get stupid when drunk. We go through a fucking fortune in Absinthe every month."

"Absinthe?"

Korin stood up and raked a hand through his hair. "It's the only alcohol that'll get folks like us drunk. Nasty as hell, but it works."

Beau dumped the contents of the dustpan into the nearest big trash can. Korin looked his fill while the man's back was turned. Beau was older than most of the guys in Bryn Navarro's clan. If he had to guess, Korin would have put Beau at around fifty in human years. Of course, as a dragon, the man probably trumped that in spades. Beau had a muscular build like a lot of the club's fighters, with broad shoulders, thick arms, and legs Korin wanted to rub all over. All that, topped with short, sandy blond hair that held a touch of gray. Beau's eyes were pale blue and when the man turned around, Korin couldn't look away.

"You're surprisingly calm," Beau said. "Especially considering all that's happened lately."

Korin's gaze zeroed in on the dragon's lips. Firm, slightly full. And the man knew damn well how to use them. Korin forced himself to look up at Beau's eyes before need drove him to his knees.

"I'm as surprised as you are," he said. "I think I'm still in shock."

"About the mess here?" Beau stepped closer, so close that his scent overwhelmed Korin. "Or about the fact that the second I get you alone, I'm going to fuck you into a stupor?"

Korin swallowed. "Both."


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ISBN (Electronic): 06878-02215
Genre: Romance
Date Published: 04/29/2014
Publisher: Changeling Press

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