{"id":1090,"date":"2016-04-27T08:59:10","date_gmt":"2016-04-27T12:59:10","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/kate-hill.com\/compellingbeastsblog\/?p=1090"},"modified":"2016-03-29T20:58:20","modified_gmt":"2016-03-30T00:58:20","slug":"werewolf-week-interview-with-kate-steele","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/kate-hill.com\/compellingbeastsblog\/2016\/04\/27\/werewolf-week-interview-with-kate-steele\/","title":{"rendered":"Werewolf Week: Interview with Kate Steele"},"content":{"rendered":"

\"KSAmendedSoul\"What was the first werewolf movie you ever saw or the first werewolf story you ever read?<\/strong><\/p>\n

The first werewolf movie I ever saw was The Wolfman which starred Lon Chaney Jr.<\/p>\n

I was just a kid then and found it a bit terrifying, but so fascinating I couldn’t stop watching. The combination of music and special effects when Chaney Jr. underwent the change was riveting. I know compared to today’s special effects those produced in 1941 must seem very low tech, but at the time I found them amazing.<\/p>\n

What’s your favorite thing about werewolves?<\/strong><\/p>\n

The whole transformation thing. Going from man to beast and back again<\/p>\n

Do you think werewolves are frightening?<\/strong><\/p>\n

Werewolves are frightening only if they’re meant to be. It depends on how they’re depicted. I prefer my werewolves sexy rather than frightening.<\/p>\n

If you could become a werewolf, would you?<\/strong><\/p>\n

If I could be the type of werewolf who shifts into an actual wolf and retains a sense of my human self as well as the ability to think and act like a real wolf, yes. Given the opportunity to become that type of werewolf, I’d definitely be tempted. If we’re talking like something out of The Howling then absolutely not.<\/p>\n

What is your favorite werewolf book or short story?<\/strong><\/p>\n

I really like the Mercy Thompson series by Patricia Briggs and the Kitty series by Carrie Vaughn<\/p>\n

Would you tell us about your latest werewolf story?<\/strong><\/p>\n

My latest book, Amended Soul, is a story about relationships. Jamie Hardin is struggling to repair his damaged relationship with his son, Rio. It’s not easy, as Jamie blames himself for not seeing the abuse Rio was suffering at the hands of his stepmother which caused Rio to run away from home at sixteen. After reconnecting with Rio, Jamie moves to be close to his son and in doing so, meets and unexpectedly becomes attracted to werewolf, Jed Matranga. Jamie has no problem with Jed being a werewolf, it’s Jed’s being a man that throws Jamie for a loop. Being around Jed is pushing all the right buttons, but Jamie’s always identified himself as straight. With his mind and body pulling in different directions, Jamie’s unsure what to do, but ultimately, he’ll learn that when it comes to love, it’s all about the heart.<\/p>\n

Amended Soul Blurb: <\/strong><\/p>\n

Jamie Hardin has had his fair share of ups and downs. He’s been widowed once and divorced once with extreme prejudice. Due to the machinations of his ex-wife, Jamie’s son Rio ran away at sixteen. Now, two years later, Jamie has the chance to reconnect with Rio. To do so, he moves himself and his five-year-old adopted son to a new town, in a new state to start over. The welcome he receives from Rio is everything Jamie had wanted, what he wasn’t prepared for was Jed Matranga. From the moment they meet, a simple handshake is all it takes to light a fire Jamie has no idea how to handle.<\/p>\n

Jed Matranga, single werewolf, has just met his mate. In addition to being gentle, caring and clever, Jamie’s emotionally wounded. He’s also not gay. For Jed it will be the challenge of a lifetime to prove to Jamie that trusting his own judgment is the right thing to do, and where relationships are concerned, it’s feelings and not gender that matters.<\/p>\n

Amended Soul Excerpt, Warning\/Contains Explict Content:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Crossing an open stretch of grass, Jamie headed toward a large oak tree he\u2019d spotted earlier in the day. Chill settled against his toes, a product of dew-wet leather, though his skin remained dry. All around him was the sounds of crickets, frogs, and the occasional cry of some night bird in the distance. The fields bordering Mick and Rio\u2019s property had been planted with corn, and Jamie was fascinated by the look of it. During the day, it resembled a living, seven-feet-tall green-and-brown fence\u2014stalks of corn marching around the perimeter in precise, evenly spaced order. Now, enshrouded in darkness, those stalks resembled a rough, shadowy wall.<\/p>\n

Reaching the tree, Jamie stopped and leaned against its sturdy trunk, drinking in the night\u2019s ambiance. A slight breeze caused some of the drying corn leaves to dance and make suggestive rattles. The sound prompted thoughts of movies he\u2019d seen in which cornfields had hosted everything from demon-worshipping children to aliens. A sudden shiver slid down Jamie\u2019s spine, and apprehension stole the peace he had found.<\/p>\n

Straightening his stance, he prepared to head back to the house. Before taking a single step, Jamie heard the sound of something making its way through the corn. \u201cNo way,\u201d he whispered and froze.<\/p>\n

A large canine shape stepped from between the concealing stalks, and at that moment, a bank of clouds obscured the sky.<\/p>\n

Fear gripped Jamie. In the dark, he strained to see. A dog. It was a dog. Wasn\u2019t it? Jangling nerves screamed at Jamie to run. He held his ground. To run was to be chased. Still, instinct tore at him. Run from danger. Run away. Run!<\/em><\/p>\n

Jamie trembled with effort. Be still, intellect whispered. Silence reigned. Even the crickets had ceased to sing. Jamie\u2019s breaths rang harsh. Enfolded in darkness, he waited, until the clouds unveiled the moon.<\/p>\n

The silvery light revealed a wolf, large and wild. Its unwavering gaze rested on Jamie. In spite of his fear, Jamie was struck by a sense of wonder. The wolf was beautiful. In the moonlight, it became magical, unearthly, unreal. When the wolf moved, reality reasserted itself. Jamie drew a harsh breath. This was no vision.<\/p>\n

The distance between them closed. Pausing, the wolf stared. Its muzzle lifted, its nose twitching. Forever passed in seconds until a wavering distortion in the space between them broke the spell of stillness. Blinking to clear his vision, Jamie stared into a darkening veil of nothingness. The wolf was engulfed. What emerged was a man. A naked man.<\/p>\n

Jed.<\/em><\/p>\n

\u201cJamie? I don\u2019t believe it. What are you doing out here?\u201d<\/p>\n

Relief made Jamie light-headed. He sagged back against the welcome support of the oak tree. \u201cWalk,\u201d he said, finding his voice. \u201cCouldn\u2019t sleep. I was taking a walk.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jed approached and halted mere inches away. One of his hands landed on the trunk above Jamie\u2019s shoulder, and the other cupped Jamie\u2019s face. Shivers raced over Jamie\u2019s skin as a surge of desire punched him swift and hard. Jed\u2019s eyes glowed, lit from within by something free and untamed. In their gleam, Jamie could see the wolf, its presence mixed with that of the man. Rather than shrink from such an alien sight, he stared, fascinated.<\/p>\n

\u201cYou all right? I didn\u2019t mean to scare you.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m fine. My feet wouldn\u2019t move, but my heart tried to make a break for it.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jed chuckled. His hand traveled from Jamie\u2019s cheek, over his jaw, and down his throat before coming to rest flat over Jamie\u2019s heart. \u201cIt is pounding pretty hard. Jamie, I\u2026\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWhat?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cEarlier today. I pushed.\u201d Jed withdrew his hand from Jamie\u2019s chest. \u201cProbably a little too much.\u201d<\/p>\n

The warmth where he had touched Jamie began to dissipate. Losing it felt wrong, like something Jamie would regret. \u201cNo.\u201d Jamie grabbed Jed\u2019s hand, guiding it back, holding it in place.<\/p>\n

\u201cNo?\u201d<\/p>\n

Staring at Jed, Jamie struggled to sort his jumbled thoughts and emotions. \u201cI feel something for you.\u201d His admission brought the truth powerfully home. This attraction, no matter how strange and confusing he found it to be, was something he didn\u2019t want to deny. \u201cDamn. This is so\u2026difficult. The truth is, I\u2019ve never been drawn to another man. I\u2019m not exactly sure what the hell I\u2019m doing or even if<\/em> I should be doing it.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI see. Then let me ask you a question. Do you think being attracted to me is wrong?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cWrong?\u201d Jamie shook his head. \u201cNo. Just different.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cMaybe it just seems difficult because of your uncertainty. Many people feel that way when facing the unfamiliar.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jamie said nothing but took a moment to consider. \u201cTo be honest, I\u2019d have to agree.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019m not trying to push you into anything.\u201d Jed\u2019s hand twisted in Jamie\u2019s grasp, his fingers twining with Jamie\u2019s. \u201cBut it\u2019s been my experience, once I face the unfamiliar thing\u2014whatever it is\u2014the fear or uncertainty I harbored before doing so, was far worse than warranted.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSame here.\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cSo, if you don\u2019t think I\u2019ve been too pushy, where do we go from here?\u201d<\/p>\n

Jamie\u2019s gaze dropped to Jed\u2019s lips. The upper one was slim and sharply defined, the bottom one, fuller, tempting. \u201cA kiss?\u201d<\/p>\n

\u201cI\u2019d like that.\u201d<\/p>\n

Jamie watched the corners of Jed\u2019s lips curve upward in a smile. Jamie closed his eyes. He touched his lips to Jed\u2019s. The kiss, though tentative, incited a swirl of pleasurable sensation in the pit of Jamie\u2019s stomach. Their lips slanted, meshed, parted. Their breaths mingled. Exhilaration heightened Jamie\u2019s arousal. He wanted more. A deeper intimacy. With the second kiss, his tongue sought and found Jed\u2019s. The kiss morphed from hesitant to demanding.<\/p>\n

Excitement set Jamie\u2019s heart to racing while heat and pressure built in his groin. His cock firmed. Any doubts he had were muted by desire. One hand still clung to Jed\u2019s. His free hand settled against the skin of Jed\u2019s waist. The naked flesh under his fingertips made Jamie hesitate but want pushed him to continue. He slid his hand behind and down, then clutched the upper curve of Jed\u2019s ass. Pulling him close, Jamie ground himself against Jed. Jamie\u2019s cock was fully erect, his need urgent. When Jed pulled back, Jamie voiced a wordless protest.<\/p>\n

\u201cWait,\u201d Jed said. \u201cYour jeans are rough. Can I\u2026\u201d Jed\u2019s free hand went to waistband of Jamie\u2019s jeans.<\/p>\n

Tilting his head down, Jamie fastened his gaze on Jed\u2019s cock. It was engorged, thick and ready. As when he\u2019d first touched Jed\u2019s naked skin, Jamie hesitated, waiting for his own reaction. Instead of being repelled by the sight, he was struck by a pulse of pleasurable sensation rippling through him. His own cock felt every bit as hard as Jed\u2019s appeared to be and gave no indication of flagging. Returning his gaze to Jed, he nodded. Gender be damned. Jamie wanted.<\/p>\n

\u201cI need both hands,\u201d Jed said. His voice was husky, his breaths short, audible.<\/p>\n

He wants this as much as I do. <\/em>The thought made Jamie\u2019s heart beat faster.<\/p>\n

Buy The Book:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Loose Id: http:\/\/bit.ly\/1M3Ssat<\/a><\/p>\n

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Amazon: http:\/\/amzn.to\/21Oh2hB<\/a><\/p>\n

About Kate:<\/strong><\/p>\n

Kate’s love of books started from the moment she read those fateful words: run, Spot, run! It took her awhile to discover she didn’t just have to read and imagine, but that she could also write stories and so here she is writing romance and loving it. Like chocolate – her ultimate favorite food, with pizza running a close second – writing became addictive. Whether it’s paranormal, contemporary or science fiction about werewolves, other worldly creatures or the average Joe, she can’t get enough.<\/p>\n

As for the everyday details, Kate lives in a turn of the century house located in the midst of Indiana farm country, and is kept company by family, along with demanding dogs, contrary cats and a pair of occasionally sweet, and definitely noisy, lovebirds. When not writing, she reads, is an enthusiastic grower of iris, and a fanatic fan of Japanese manga and anime.<\/p>\n

Author, Book Info and Buy Links:<\/strong><\/p>\n

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