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Graham’s had it with Alphas. His experiences with them have been disastrous at best. Even with ones that didn’t tumble him into the nearest bed. So when the chance to move in with another Omega comes up, Graham grabs it. But Graham’s never seen an Omega so big. Plus, he seems to be able to push buttons only an Alpha has. Except trust is something that comes easily to Graham. Hyden says nothing about being an Alpha – so he must not be. Right?
Hyden has just met his fated mate – in the middle of a territorial war. Not the best timing. But now that Graham’s here, Hyden can hardly let the little pup escape, which is what he will do if he finds out Hyden is not only an Alpha but the Alpha. With the Mating Moon scant days away how will Hyden convince the smaller Graham that not all Alphas are selfish bastards? And he’s going to have to because blood fever will not be ignored and Hyden can already feel it taking over his senses. Once it does, there will be no turning back. Hyden might have to resort to handcuffing the pup in order to make sure he doesn’t bolt off into the night. Hmmm. Not a bad thought. He might have to do that anyway…
I simply could not with this book. I read several hundred books a year and I’m fairly certain I’ve never encountered a character as stupid as Graham, and not in an endearing dim but sweet kind of way. I’d like to start with some quotes to illustrate my point.
“If he didn’t know better, he would swear this man was an Alpha because of all the needs suddenly cramming into his head. Like the desire to bare his neck and offer his submission. Or the craving to bow down to him or bend over for him. But he did know better. This man, as big as he was, was an Omega. The ad had said so.”
“In the couple of weeks Graham had been living with Hyden, the man acted like an Alpha a lot. And now there was the scent of Alpha, too, which was odd. He knew Hyden was an Omega, but ever since his cold had subsided and his sense of smell had returned, a wonderful fragrance of Alpha had filled the house and he thought the aroma was coming off of Hyden. One of Graham’s fears, of course, was that the big man had found someone special. Obviously an Alpha. What else could it be? It made sense, too, since Hyden was always gone, so to get close enough to the big man to tell for sure had become a challenge. Coupled with the way the man was acting, it made Graham truly wonder what the heck was going on. Was he in the way now?”
“That was the other thing; for some reason steady eye contact just seemed impossible with this magnificent Omega. Something Graham only experienced with Alphas.”
“And why was he reacting this way about an Omega with the Mating Moon due to rise in just a few hours. It made absolutely no sense.”
“This infatuation was aggressive and relentless, as if this man were somehow his fated mate. But the gods didn’t work that way. They didn’t match an Omega to an Omega. Ever.”
“Except any large male shifter he had ever met, or even heard about, had all been Alphas, and, now that he was out and away from Jake, there was no way he would ever be involved with another Alpha again. But it wasn’t just that. Graham also had this overpowering desire to bare his neck, to beg to be dominated in every way. He had never felt anything quite like it. Needing to serve, yes. Wanting to be submissive, absolutely. But with Hyden, the feeling was different, more defined somehow. Clearer. Except it could never work, because Hyden was an Omega like him with those same desires, to serve and submit.”
“He pulled it out, and when he looked at it, he started to laugh. It was the ad he thought he had lost. Here it was. A bit smudged from being wet, it had been in his pocket the whole time.”
“Hyden was not the Omega who had a room… wait. Not the Omega. Oh shit, Hyden was not an Omega. At all. It all made sense now. Hyden was an Alpha.”
Let’s break this down. Graham basically lost a piece of paper THAT WAS IN HIS POCKET and ignored EVERY SINGLE SENSE AND BIT OF SENSE telling him Hayden was an alpha because a newspaper ad held more authority than his own observations. What’s more, according to what little world-building there was, the artificial misunderstanding Graham persisted in believing wasn’t even possible. And that’s where my main complaint with this was. Nothing about this felt believable, because there is no way a person with enough of an IQ to remember to put his pants on back to front could maintain such stupid oblivion.
And then there was the pointless BDSM. Sure, when a person is literally trying to escape you and telling you he doesn’t want to have sex that’s when you should strap that person to a St. Andrews cross and persist in having sex with him without ever discussing BDSM or preferences first. Um, that’s rape. And if an author insists in having that character stop and give the other safe words that he doesn’t use, despite his internal dialogue still saying he doesn’t want to have sex with that person, that is just beyond the realm of believability. As is the fact that one single sex act would suddenly equal love, trust and eternal understanding.
But beyond that, the focus on BDSM and tools of the trade detrimentally detracted from the focus on the people. It made it clinical and unromantic. Now, I don’t necessarily need romance in an erotic scene and I’m assured that not all BDSM scenes are about sex, but in the context of this book these were meant to be romantic. But technique and props just aren’t, feelings and emotions are. Those where almost wholly absent in the descriptions.
There was also basically no plot beyond the two happening to meet in the most inexplicable circumstances imaginable. No world-building. No character development. Almost no characters outside of Graham and Hayden and none that were of any importance and the title, Hayden’s Law, wasn’t of relevance, as the book basically never leaves the house. I will pass on the rest of this series.