Book Title: An Impossible Mate
Author and Publisher: Joy Lynn Fielding
Cover Artist: GetCovers
Release Date: January 29, 2026
Tense/POV: alternating dual third person pov, past tense
Genres: Paranormal MM Romance
Tropes: Fated mates, found family, forced proximity, slow burn, reluctant mates, pack dynamics.
Themes: Trust, belonging, self-forgiveness, letting go of guilt, found family.
Length: 65 000 words/252 pages
Heat Rating: 4 flames (Graphic, but not frequent)
The story has a complete romance arc. One element of the larger series plot continues into the next book.
It does not end on a cliffhanger.
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The line between order and chaos, heartbreak and happily ever after, has never been thinner… or more tempting to cross.
Blurb
Alpha shifter Matt Urban is always in control. He has to be. Keeping his territory, his pack, and himself tightly leashed is the only way to protect his precarious peace. So when a defiant, smart-mouthed lone wolf stumbles into his territory, Matt’s first instinct is to drive him out. His second instinct? Quite the opposite, unfortunately…
Jesse Turner learned a long time ago that his safety depends on never belonging to anyone. No packs. No family. And definitely no bossy, overbearing, disturbingly hot alphas. Which means he should stay as far away from Matt as possible. Too bad doing what he should has suddenly lost all appeal…
It’s not long before Matt will have to decide how far he’s willing to go to protect the mate he never wanted, and Jesse will need to decide if running from Matt is survival, or the biggest mistake of his life.
Easy, right?
Try impossible…
An Impossible Mate kicks off the Strength of the Pack series—character-driven M/M fated-mates romances with an overarching plot, slow-burn tension, and men worth falling for. If you like reluctant soulmates, found family, and shifters who absolutely do not talk about their feelings (until they do), welcome to the pack. A complete six-book series releasing weekly January 29 through March 5
Content note: This series includes material that some readers may find distressing. Full details are available on the author’s website: https://joylynnfielding.com/cw.
Note: This novel is a substantially expanded new edition of the novella originally published in 2013.
Jesse stopped in the kitchen, and before he could figure out what happened next, the light flickered on. He blinked in the sudden brightness. And then he blinked again.
Oh, hell. Urban was half-naked. Sleep pants were slung low on his hips, showing off acres of golden skin as he leaned against the counter like he didn’t have a care in the world.
Jesse forgot what he was doing, or planning, or thinking. He did the only logical thing in the circumstances. He focused on that body and filed away every sinful detail—the smooth stretch of skin over sculpted muscle, the lazy strength in his torso, the dusting of hair, just enough to make Jesse itch to drag his fingers through it and find out if it felt as good as it looked. Urban wasn’t just built, like some guy who lived in the gym. His body had been shaped by years of hard work. Jesse’s pulse kicked up. He wanted to put his hands on him. Feel all that power under his palms. Taste him. Fuck.
When he finally wrenched his gaze from Urban’s body, his breath was stolen all over again. Because the way Urban was looking at him… His eyes were dark on Jesse’s. As if—God. As if Jesse wasn’t the only one affected.
Urban turned away and started fiddling with a machine on the counter. Hell, the man didn’t play fair—his ass was no less distracting, with the soft, stretchy material of his sleep pants hiding precisely nothing.
“Coffee?” Urban asked, his voice hoarser than usual.
“Uh, yeah.” Like he was able to think of anything except the breadth of Urban’s shoulders, the muscles in his back shifting as he reached down a couple of mugs from the cupboard, and the smooth swell of his ass.
He knew he needed to get out of this place. Instead, he heard himself say, “Y’know, you could always try bribing me to stick around, instead of just bossin’ me.”
What the hell? Flirting with the alpha who’d locked him up—what the fuck was he thinking?
Urban swung around, his expression changing when he caught Jesse’s gaze still glued to his body. His muscles tightened as he turned away again without a word.
Looked like Jesse wasn’t going to get fucked after all. Which was definitely a good thing. Definitely.
A moment later, Urban handed him a coffee, and Jesse’s focus switched to Urban’s hands. He’d noticed them last night, those fingers that looked so strong and capable.
Their fingers brushed as Jesse took the mug, and it was like lightning running along his nerves. Burning him up until he could hardly breathe with the heat surging through him. Urban had barely touched him, but everything inside Jesse wanted to get closer, to keep feeling this, whatever it was.
God, he wanted Urban’s hands on him. Everywhere. Right the hell now. Except for all the reasons why he didn’t. Fuck his life, he’d gone and gotten himself a kink for getting kidnapped.
Urban yanked his hand back and turned on his heel, fast enough to give himself whiplash. Like he was afraid of what might happen if he didn’t.
“Drink your coffee,” he said, his voice low and strained.
Jesse blinked, thrown by the sudden coldness in Urban’s tone. It wasn’t angry, exactly. More like tightly leashed. Like something was slipping and he was desperate to shove it back into place.
Joy Lynn Fielding lives in a small English market town, where she nurtures enthusiasms for vintage aircraft, horses and gardening. An avid researcher for her books, she delights in uncovering unusual facts and sharing them with anyone within earshot. She insists this has never led to anyone hiding behind the furniture.
Joy writes at the pace her health allows, powered by enthusiasm, optimism and, above all, coffee. She hopes her books offer good company to anyone navigating their own winding paths.
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