His Prairie Omega, Book 1 [M/M Non-Shifter Alpha/Omega MPreg]: Shale River

By MacKenzie Wilde

Kyle Daniels vows never to return to Shale River, not after his best friend Tyler died in the wildfires last year. When his father gets ill, Kyle has no choice but to return home to face his painful memories. Kyle's homecoming is stained by bad blood: he comes face to face with a former friend and the man whom he blames for Tyler's death. Jake. A rugged smoke jumper who has Alpha written across his chiseled features. Kyle wants nothing to do with the handsome firefighter, but upon seeing him after so long his heart tells him something very different.      

It had been a hard year for Jake Fournier. He lost his friend and fellow firefighter Tyler to the blazes that consumed the countryside. Shortly after, his childhood crush Kyle left town for good. Jake hears that the Omega is heading back into town to take care of family and his wounded heart skips a beat at this one, last chance to reconnect. How will the Alpha approach his former friend? What will the heartbroken man say to the only Omega that he'd ever truly desired?

His Prairie Omega is the first novella about the Alpha Jake and his Omega Kyle set in the re-released Shale River Series. It contains an enemies-to-lovers story line, scenes of love and lust between and Alpha/Omega couple, pregnancy risk, non-shifter mpreg in an Omegaverse world, and handsome country gentlemen in cowboy hats and tight jeans working their hardest for a happy ending.

• Language: English
• Publisher: MacKenzie Wilde
• Release date: Oct 20, 2018
• ISBN: 9781386272540

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His Prairie Omega, Book 1 (Shale River) [M/M Non-Shifter Alpha/Omega MPreg]

MacKenzie Wilde

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This is entirely a labour of love, lust and fiction. Any resemblances between the characters and persons living or dead are purely coincidental.

Table of Contents

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One

The world seemed to be cloaked in a thick, unforgiving fog ever since he’d received the text from his sister that their father was injured on the farm. That was two days ago. Without a second thought, Kyle Daniels pulled every string he could in order to get his coworkers to cover his shifts at Toronto General Hospital. Before the sun had even arisen for the day, he was on the first Via Rail out of Union Station to head back home.

Planes had been shuttered due to inclement weather all across the prairies and so he found himself riding a long, slender, band of iron that stitched the country together. It was storms just like this, he found himself brooding, when the fires first began last year.

Kyle stared out the window at the rugged landscape, checkerboard patterns of grain and cattle pastures shooting past the train’s window. The recent rains had stained the land darker than he remembered. Just about the only thing that folks agreed on around these parts was that it was going to be another stormy summer, full of brief bursts of rain and baking heat.

He was roused from his thoughts when the kindly old woman sitting in the seats across the aisle cleared her throat for the third time. Kyle glanced from the train window over to her and her pack.

Funny thing travelling alone, isn’t it? Her grin sent wizened creases along her face. She must have been in her mid-eighties and was flanked by two equally sagely women, all bedecked in their floral best. They’d been chattering amongst themselves when they boarded the Via Rail just outside of Calgary Ford.

Kyle smiled politely and forced conversation. Just back to see family.

At his age, must be a weddin’ or a funeral, one of the old woman’s companions muttered as she nodded to herself.

The handsome lad politely bit his tongue and stifled a chuckle. If they only knew, the Omega thought to himself.

He’s not that old, the first woman spat back at her friend before leaning in closely. She smelled pleasantly of mothballs, aged grace, and Werther’s Originals. The name’s Hattie. How old are you dearie?

A smirk of disbelief crept across his bearded face. I’ll be twenty-eight next month, ma’am...

See, I told you he was a youngster, Hattie assured her companions. Having grown bored of the man, they had spontaneously launched into a rambling conversation about the weather amongst themselves.

He was about to turn back to the window when Hattie prodded him with a bony finger.

You know, my granddaughter’s not seeing anyone at the moment, she confidently offered. She’s a real sweetie too. Wonderful girl, works as a hairdresser at a big place in Edmonton. Real respectable Beta.

Kyle chuckled. It was the first time that he’d had a genuine laugh in the past few days. Maybe she was too old to recognize him for what he was. The thoughtful Omega thought of all of the things that he could say to the old woman to let her down gently.

Thanks for the offer, he smiled sincerely at Hattie, but I’m... not looking at the moment.

Hattie sunk a little in her chair. S’okay, she’s a good girl and will find a man who will treat her right.

A pang of regret tugged at Kyle’s heart. He didn’t want to disappoint this kindly old stranger who lifted his spirits during such a dark time. Tell you what Hattie, maybe give me her number and I’ll give her a call when this family business is all wrapped up?

Like clockwork, Hattie produced a grocery store receipt from her weighty purse. On it was scrawled some numbers that didn’t add up to an actual phone number. Kyle scratched his neatly trimmed beard thoughtfully, carefully folded the receipt into the breast pocket of his denim jacket, and smiled at Hattie.

Her good works done, she had already turned back to her friends in a hot debate over some of the more noteworthy storms of the past few decades.

Kyle rested his forehead against the cool glass of the train window, his gaze looking out at nothing in particular. In truth, he appreciated their intrusion. It was a welcome break from his thoughts. The old women aside, it was a sombre ride back to Shale River, his one-time home, and the very place that he vowed never to return. Had it really been a year since he’d lost Tyler to the fire? He closed his eyes hard as he felt the hot burn of tears threatening to spill across his cheeks.

As he felt the train slow to a stop, Kyle’s lithe body tensed. It would be good to see family and friends, and he needed to be certain that his father was recovering well. But coming home also meant coming face to face with the man Kyle blamed for Tyler’s death. He was