Free Howling For Love (Rock Star Alpha, #1) by Jane Perky Page B

of adoring fans. What more could he ask for?
    “I don’t think the offer of an orgy is going to improve his mood,” Korey said.
    Steel snorted. “Sex cures everything.”
    “You’ve been saying that for years,” Korey said, shaking his head.
    The familiar banter made Mick smile. They did everything together. Mick tried again. “Time to bring this fucking place down.”
    “Much better,” Steel amended.
    He emptied his head out of anything useless. This time, it was the lyrics to the song they all took turns writing that filled his mind. One song, the instrumental version of Angel on His Knees , played in his head. Mick wrote that one piece alone. The words poured right out of his heart and soul. Mick spent the whole night getting the lyrics right, stunning Korey and Steel the next morning.
    “I didn’t know you were so deep,” said Steel.
    Mick didn’t know either, but the awful loneliness swamped him that day. It was fucking crazy. They were surrounded constantly by people in their work and he had his brothers, but occasionally, loneliness hit him like a deep punch to the gut. Mick didn’t want an eager body, sometimes a hug would do.
    Grinning at the memory, Mick looped the guitar strap over his neck. Tonight, they’d debut Angel on His Knees . He could already see it being a hit. Most of the songs that came out of the soul were chart toppers, don’t ask Mick why.
    They walked out of the lounge cum dressing room cum bar and right on to the stage. Steel was right. Mick could practically feel the stage floor vibrating under his feet. Even before the curtain rose, the crowd stomped their feet and made noises. He caught a delectable whiff then, a unique scent different from the screaming fans, the smell of something wonderful. No. Not something... someone.
    Mick’s wolf woke from its deep sleep and he started sniffing the air. This never happened to him before. Usually, the beast didn’t care about live performances, but it came alive when Mick brought someone or a couple of people to bed.
    “Mick, you alright?” Korey asked.
    “Yeah, bro. You look like you’ve been out of it since just now,” Steel asked.
    “I’ll be fine. Don’t worry about a thing.”
    What was wrong with him? He couldn’t afford to be distracted now. Still, he couldn’t get rid of that scent. It was faint, but despite the Red and Blue Room being able to sit thousands, Mick knew he’d be able to pinpoint the exact juicy piece of tidbit with that wonderful scent.
    Well, it turned out he had nothing to worry about. The moment the curtain rose and his fingers strummed the strings, Mick neared the mike. Dominance owned this stage, this crowd. Mick was home and he planned to sing his heart out, hoping in some way, the music will find the source of this amazing smell.

Chapter Two
    S tefano Reyes, Stefan to his friends, hadn’t even heard of Dominance. A nerd by nature who worked as a scientist at the university, Stefan’s opening line would always be, “I’m like one of those Big Bang Theory guys.”
    Except, Stefan would omit two facts—first, he was always unlucky in love and secondly, he was a virgin. That last embarrassing little detail kept him from pursuing anything serious.
    His last relationship had been with Louie Buckley, Professor Buckley to most. Dating the older man gave his life excitement. Stefano was twenty-five and Louie was forty. The hot professor had salt-and-pepper hair, like George Clooney, rode a Ducati and wore leather jackets. Louie didn’t look a day past thirty.
    By contrast, Stefan looked like a slob, a pity fling, a charity project Professor Buckley took pity on—according to Sammy Lloyd. Sammy was a male hand model by day and Louie’s latest boy toy at night. Apparently, the professor had gotten sick of cute and mediocre young men who wore hoodies to work and talked a lot about the stars.
    Well, Stefan couldn’t blame his professor. No, that wasn’t right either. Louie Buckley was no longer his