A warm welcome to author Bronwyn Heeley joining us today @Love Bytes on the Creative minds blog tour for Ben’s Wolf Surprise.
Bronwyn shares with us a deleted scene and there is a giveaway to participate in !
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Title: Ben’s Wolf Surprise
Series: Second Pack of Cameron
Author: Bronwyn Heeley
Publisher: eXtasybooks
Cover Artist: Carmen Waters
Length: 13,142 words
Release Date: September 1, 2015
Blurb: There’s something unsettling in having to tell a one-night stand that you’re pregnant with his child, when you yourself are a man, it gets…let’s call it complicated.
Deleted Scene
Shad woke slowly, lingering in the aftereffects of finding his mate. He could still smell Ben all around him. Cute Ben, he was the perfect mate for him. He already knew that, just from one night.
Easily led with a bite. Every man’s dream.
Shad let the night linger behind his eyelids, the look of his mate just lying there on his bed. All spread out. The feel of him under Shad’s fingertips.
Sighing from the memory, Shad ran a hand down his body while his other across the sheets, wanting to touch again.
The cotton under his fingers was soft, familiar and cold.
Cold.
Shad shot up in bed. His eyes went to the spot next to him. The spot Ben should have been.
He wasn’t there. Why wasn’t he there? Where’d he go?
Shad’s eyes went to the bathroom, maybe…. He was out of bed and across the room in a heartbeat. Without really thinking of moving, or that he needed to move.
Claws fumbled at the doorknob, trying to turn the handle as if a human’s hand would when Shad’s had shifted while moving. Hell, he could have started as soon as he knew realised his mate wasn’t in bed with him.
He scratched at the door, trying to get a grip, trying to open the door. He was too worked up, too frustrated to take a step back and figure out how to open the door semi-sifted.
Ben’s name was screamed out but Shad wasn’t far enough gone to know it was all in his head. He didn’t want to know what was blatantly obvious.
The door finally opened, thankfully because he’d managed to get his claws around the knob. He really didn’t want to deal with needing a new bathroom door.
It was as empty as he thought it would be.
Shad took in a deep breath as he circled around, looking back into his room. It was large and empty without his mate.
He smelt so good.
Shad eyes ran against the bed and then over the nightstand where he saw something that hadn’t been there the night before. Hell, where had it even come from?
He was over on the other side of the room, his brow scrunched, his fingers grabbing at the paper. A thank you note.
A f***ing thank you note!
Shad’s body heated up, tinged as he growled, his fingers scrunching up the paper, hating it for what it said. For what it meant.
His shoulder popped, pain exploded in his chest and arm. He was angry and that was never a good time to shit. His knee went next, throwing Shad onto the floor.
He tried to take in a breath but it was already too late.
Pain became the only thing he knew until he sat on the cold floor panting in his wolf form. He needed to calm down. He needed to get his mate back, here, with him. Right now!
A howl rand out into the hallway for the converted hotel where the Pack of Cameron lived.
Ben rushed to the toilet, sliding into the bowl as he slipped on the bathmat. His fingers hurt as he smacked them into the porcelain moments before he spilled his guts out into the bowl.
His retching, the splash of liquid hitting water and the sting in his eyes were the only thing on his mind as he tried to get the poison out of him so that he could stop being sick. He really needed to stop being sick.
Please can someone make it stop.
Ben took a breath as he slowly straightened himself up. Hoping his stomach was over this burst. He grabbed at a handful of toilet paper and used it to blow his noise before he whipped his mouth and threw the clump into the bowl as he got to his feet. His head stayed on level, hanging over the bowl as he waited. A second, a minute, he didn’t want to stand, he didn’t want to be looking down at the bowl, but it was hard, these moments of calm.
Flushing, Ben stood over the sink, washed his face and mouth out before he grabbed at his toothbrush and started on his teeth. He couldn’t stand the taste, couldn’t deal with the fact that he’d spewed and even though he’d be here again, going over the same routine, like he had six times since last night. He needed to feel clean and without getting in the shower, his teeth were the next best thing.
Ben shuffled his way back into the bedroom then looked around. He didn’t feel that bad at that moment. Queasy, yeah, because of the recent spewing. But on the whole, his head wasn’t hurting, his body wasn’t aching and he didn’t have a temp. He was just vomiting, had been just vomiting for a week and a half now.
Ben did not understand why it was happening. He’d even been to the hospital about it and they sent him home after nearly a day on an IV and all tests coming back clean. He did not have food poisoning or gastro issues. He did not have fucking anything and the fact that he hadn’t spewed at the hospital itself hadn’t help, just got him home quicker.
He’d felt like a fool. Therefore, he kept it all to himself even though the sickness didn’t seem to be passing, didn’t seem to be anything even as he kept on doing it.
He drank as much as he could and he did seem to keep a lot of the water down. He even managed to eat a bit every now and then. Not as much as he’d normally consume but enough to say he’d eaten.
Smells seemed to be a big trigger. And the fact that he lived in a shitty apartment block meant there were a lot of them, at all different times. Each smell different from the next, nothing he could really track.
Breakfast was okay, toast and tea even, but any small waft of coffee and he’d be running to the toilet. The oily mechanic sweaty smell didn’t sit well with him either, which was weird, as it happened to be his favourite smell on a man.
Animal’s…he could not do them at all. Could not stand that animally smell they had, a smell he’d never really noticed until this last week. Dogs were the worst, they reeked in a way that got Ben backing away as quickly as he could. If one touched him, brushed against his hand, his body…well the last time it happened he was at his neighbour’s feet. Luckily, Daniel had been nice enough to wash away the evidence from the front steps.
Odder still was the fact that it took him four times under scolding water to wash the dog’s smell off him and he’d not been able to rest until he did. Could not sit still until it was clearly away.
A knock sounded around his apparent before Ben had made it to bed. He looked out towards the front of his apartment, even if all he saw from his position was the open bedroom door.
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Bronwyn was always the ‘wait until the movie comes out’ kinda girl. This was because reading wasn’t her strongest point; the only books she was able to read were Baby Sitter Club: Little Sister and Paul Jennings anthologies
Add a 2yr old and another on the way, she needed a hobby, which she found in reading. Picking up a book opened a whole new world to her, one she never thought she’d ever be able to enter.
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It sounds intriguing!
It sounds very intriguing!!!!! I cannot wait to read it!!!!!!! Thanks for the amazing giveaway and at the chance at winning.
love the deleted scene
I think that the book sounds really good.