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Music to His Ears: The Omega Rescue

The Omega Aution Chronicles, Book 6
Narrated by: Alexander Collins
Length: 5 hrs and 49 mins
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(Excerpt from Unlawfully Claimed: The Omega Rescue: Book One

“W-what's it l-l-like?” Spencer asked, his black eyes wide. “It's great.” Thane smiled at the small Omega. “We need to find all of you your perfect match.” He grinned broadly at me. “I-I-I don't think there's an Alpha for me.” Spencer shook his head, a tenuous smile on his face. “I-I better keep l-l-looking for a job.”  

Spencer's story begins...

Max had begun trying to sell me off as breeding stock almost immediately after taking control and was willing to foist me off on anyone who even sniffed in my direction. To his ongoing irritation, as soon as I opened my mouth to speak, all interested parties had turned tail and run. One particularly unkind Alpha had paused in his flight long enough to compare conversing with me to a battery acid mange dip - and then went on to tell Max that he would prefer the dip.  

Unable to send me to the Omega auction - they wouldn't accept faulty merchandise - Max had found an alternative that in his mind solved all of our problems. It got me off the pack's teat and found me a home - of sorts. The fact that it meant me agreeing to go into service as a prostitute didn't seem to bother him at all. That was what had brought him to our shanty that evening. If I couldn't find a mate in the next week, I'd be shipped off to Howling Hank's Whore House. Classy name, huh?  

Somehow Max must have gotten wind of our plan to thwart him because while Mom was at work the next day, he came to visit me. He wasn't alone.  

"Spencer?” The stranger greeted me, holding his hand out. "I'm Jack.”  

I nodded and tried to make my split lip pull up into a smile, wondering if Max had found another Alpha for me to try to impress. I scented the air, but I didn't smell Alpha. In fact, I didn't smell anything. I shook his hand and jerked back at a sharp pain in my wrist. I didn't even have time to question what had happened before the room began to spin. Then, everything went dark.

©2016, 2017, 2018 Kian Rhodes (P)2018 Nom de Plume Publications, LLC

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  • Alexia
  • 15-09-18

Music To His Ears

If you loved reading the series than you will throughly enjoy Alexander Collins perform as our favourite characters. The story is well written and holds all our favourite aspects of Kian’s writing. This story of acceptance and love is adorable, I love Both MC’s and also laughing at what Rafe and Colby get up to as well. I am not disappointed at all and will happily listen to this over again

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  • Keith b miller
  • 26-09-18

it is so good!

if you are a fan of the series you will not be disappointed in this one i did not want it to end I can't wait for the next book so worth it!

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  • M. F. Hampton
  • 18-03-19

Odd performance

I read this story in print and listened to the audio version. I felt that the narrator made Spencer a bit more whiny and weaker than he comes across in print. There are numerous typos and grammatical errors that made it all the way to the audio version. That was very unfortunate. Case in point, "... northern hemispheres...", there is only one northern hemisphere. If the author meant the eastern and western portions of the northern hemisphere, those would be quarters of a sphere. Since I've never heard of a word for such a thing, I would have suggested the singular "hemisphere" instead of the plural. It's nit picky, but hearing that kind of thing really pulls me out of a story.