Reviewed by Ulysses Dietz
Member of The Paranormal Guild Review Team
A whole new world! Welcome to an America where gay people are not shamed, and animal shifters of all kinds exist as a more-or-less well-tolerated minority. It is also a world where (and I loved this detail) ocean-going shifters, like the selkies, have evolved into transoceanic shipping entrepreneurs specifically to protect the habitats and breeding grounds of their various kinds.
One of those entrepreneurs is Gregory Samson, handsome dark-haired executive and heir to the Samson shipping empire, one of the richest young men in Seattle (young being the operative word, since Gregory is a selkie, and is considerably older than he looks).
When circumstances lead to Gregory’s coat – in fact his selkie pelt – being handed to him by a handsome young waiter at his mother’s favorite restaurant, it sets off a chain of events that draws the reader into the world of shifter mating rituals and all the social mayhem that follows in its wake. Gregory is a complicated selkie, and Daniel Collins, his unknowing fated mate, is a human omega. Between them, there are enough knotty emotional issues to fill a mini-series. Drea Roman takes us on an emotional ride through their courtship, offering tears and laughter in equal parts.
I have never been a follower of the mpreg or omegaverse subgenre. Maybe it’s because, as a gay man (even though my husband and I raised two kids from infancy), I have never fantasized about bearing a child. This kind of gay romance has little bearing on the hopes and dreams of actual gay men in the world today; it is really geared more toward a female readership. I found, however, by just letting go and allowing the emotions to wash over me, it was pretty darn satisfying.
Roman makes both MC’s appealing and interesting, but beyond that the secondary cast is very interesting – parents, friends, co-workers. The idea of a magical seal shifter bickering with his parents the way any young man would is rather charming.
One cavil is that Roman has a strange affect I’ve seen in lots of self-published books: a resistance to using contractions. This creates a weird stilted effect in the dialogue, and it is a habit (see what I did there?) that really should be broken by any writer prone to it.
This book is the first in a promised series called “Waves of Fate.” I ended this book really wanting to read the next volume.