Yay! Thank you for having me on your blog! I’m here to talk about Alpha Trine a little bit and to giveaway a paperback (autographed if you want) copy of Alpha Trine.
The journey for Alpha Trine started almost a year ago from a story promptfor a science fiction group that evolved into a four book (at least for now) series called The Valespian Pact. Alpha Trine is the first book and introduces Zeus the abandoned human raised by the Mar’Sani, a lizard-like race, and Dargon with his symbiote, Alpha.
Now KimE’s prompt insisted there be male pregnancy without the use of technology and one of the main characters must be alien thus leading to the creation of Alpha the symbiote. I had already wrote a story about male pregnancy that is featured in my Sumeria’s Sons series so I wanted this to be a little different.
Zeus is human but not wholly so, which is revealed throughout the story. Dargon is a marsupial lion who has a humanoid form that he takes when he’s not on his homeworld. For his cat I took inspiration from Australia’s extinct marsupial lion, the Thylakos. Then there is Alpha, Dargon’s symbiote. There is nothing humanoid about Alpha. He sits on Dargon’s upper body like a pectoral torque. He’s so dark green that he’s almost back with pink veins. He has absolutely no skeletal structure but don’t discount him. He’s as fierce as and more dangerous than Dargon and Zeus combined.
What did you say? Which one of them becomes pregnant? Well, if you haven’t read the story, I’m not going to give it away but I would say that you’ll be very surprised. Hopefully, pleasantly so.
Thank you for stopping by. Make sure you leave a comment for a chance to win that paperback copy. I’ll leave you with an excerpt of Alpha Trine. Enjoy!
The sole survivor on a science vessel adrift in deep space, Zeus was adopted by the Emperor and Empress of the Mar’Sani, though he is both human and blind, and seen by most as unfit to join the royal family. Though they were able to repair his vision, Zeus does not trust his eyes and the nobles of his parents’ court refuse to ever trust a frail human.
Dargon Kal-Turak, along with his symbiote and lover Alpha, command one of the most dangerous ships in the stars. Narrowly escaping a trap, they dock in a space port to make repairs, but find that the Psionics hunting them are closing in fast. In desperation they kidnap the port Master Mechanic, unaware that the man they’ve brought on board is more than he seems, and will bring far more upheaval to their ship, their lives, and the stars than any of them could have imagined.
Canry was lost—no—taken.
Empress Ashari ignored her attendants. She knew they would report back to her mate, Emperor Valdor Vondorian, and she cared not. She was hollow inside, the pain turning to a numbness that ate at her core until there was nothing left for her to feel. She refused to pretend everything was normal because it was not. Nothing would ever be normal again because he was gone—stolen. Her youngest son, Canry, had disappeared in the Waters of Poseidon only two short months ago, and yet it seemed like yesterday.
Ashari slipped a hand under the cream-colored pillow and pulled out Canry’s little nightshirt. She had made the weave herself from the finest spyder silk. Ashari handled the material carefully. Her claws were ragged from nervous chewing, and she did not wish for the fine thread to catch on them. Her eyes burned as she tenderly fingered the colorful clothing. Her heart might have been hollow but her tears were rivers that fed the sea.
She wondered what she could have done differently. All Mar’Sani younglings were introduced to the Waters of Poseidon when they turned six lunar months. She and Valdor had been delighted Canry had quickly taken to the waters, more so than the twins or his sister, Shaneva. The youngling had been swimming, diving perfectly at her side and then slithering through the water, his black scales glistening in the sunshine.
She noticed the tips of the barbs that ran along his spine and down his tail were beginning to turn red, a sign of his royal blood. Canry splashed Ashari with his tail and dived into the water—never to surface again. Within moments everyone began searching for the royal youngling. Those who lived in the waters combed the depths and found nothing. Canry was simply gone—disappeared—no trace or body had been found. He had vanished.
Never in Mar’Sani history had a youngling or adult been lostin the Waters of Poseidon. For days Ashari refused to leave the shoreline of the great sea in hopes her son would find his way back home. She spent hours diving and swimming until she was overcome by exhaustion and the attendants pulled her ashore.
Finally, she accepted the fact that Canry would not becoming home. She took to her sick bed and there she stayed.
Every day she ate a little less. Her mate, Valdor, tried his best to console her, but there was little he could do. Poseidon had, for some unknown reason, taken her son, and in a few short years, he would claim their daughter as well.
Their now youngest child, Shaneva, had been showing signs of The Longing prior to Canry’s birth. One in every two thousand younglings born would return to the Waters of Poseidon. These children would eventually choose to reside in the waters overliving on land. The reasons for The Longing were unknown, but neither were the children discouraged from the choice. Asnatural as The Longing was to the Mar’Sani people, Ashari could not help but wonder what she had done that Poseidon would lay claim to two of her four children.
A large Mar’Sani male filled the doorway. His black scales gleamed like polished rock. Dark yellow eyes narrowed at the sight of Ashari lying on the platform, his barbed tail swishingside to side. Resplendent in the imperial red and gold robes, the Emperor strode into the room. Ashari knew that look of determination on his handsome face and was unfazed. She tucked the outfit back under her pillow as Valdor sat on the edge of the low bed.
“Your attendants claim you are not hungry this morning.”
Valdor’s voice was deep, resonating throughout the room.
Ashari refrained from replying for there was nothing to say.
“They also relay you are too tired to rise.” Again, she respondedwith silence.
Without another world, Valdor unlaced his boots and set them aside before climbing onto the platform. He gently nudgedher to rise up, and he slid under Ashari before pulling her downto his chest. He released a great sigh and stroked the smoothridge of her forehead until her curiosity slowly surfaced.
“What are you doing?” Ashari softly inquired.
“He … Canry was my son too. I miss his laugh. I misswatching him sleep. I miss … Being the emperor requires that I put my personal sorrows aside to care for others, but I cannot keep doing so if I lose my mate as well. I, too, hurt and grieve. I am exhausted and food holds no appeal. So I will lie with my beloved for a time and keep her company in her sorrow.”
Ashari buried her face in the crook of Valdor’s neck, the scales pliant against her cheek. He needed her, Ashari reminded herself, and Valdor never gave up.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Lexi has always been an avid reader and at a young age started reading (secretly) her mother’s romances (the ones she was told not to touch). She was the only teenager she knew of who would be grounded from reading. Later, with a pencil and a note book, she wrote her own stories and shared them with friends because she loved to see their reactions. A Texas transplant, Lexi now kicks her boots up in the Midwest with her Yankee husband and her 80 pound puppies named after vacuum cleaners.
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