An interview with A’yen

A’yen met his interviewer’s gaze head-on. “What is it you want to know, Rachel?”

Rachel studies him for a long moment. His blond hair brushes his shoulders, and his heart-stopping blue eyes leave no doubt as to his species. Sapphires, multi-faceted and sparkling like gemstones, in the way of all Loks eyes. His mere presence fills the tiny room. He’s not a small man, standing at six-four and well muscled. “Whatever I can drag out of you. I have readers dying to know more about you.”

A’yen arches an eyebrow. “Really? There’s not that much about me others find interesting.”

She crosses her legs and settles into her chair. His markings–tattoos designed to control his strength–shimmer in the sunlight coming in the window behind him. He hates the markings, hates the pain they cause. Yet they also make sure he never goes unnoticed, since they accentuate his muscular frame. “You were willing to die to protect the woman who holds your heart. Romance readers find that irresistible.”

“I don’t care for that word. Irresistible.” He shuddered. “Never means anything good to me.”

She sighs. “I know. I created you, after all. Though I was as surprised as you when the irresistible thing came out.”

“It’s the only reason I agreed to do this.” He offers a smile. “You’ve never let any of the other interviews get carried away, though there was that one with the crazy squirrel.”
(click here to read the interview with the crazy squirrel)

Rachel laughs. “Nothing crazy here. Just helping readers fall more in love with you.”

“So long as they know I belong to Fae.”

“Of course. Speaking of Fae, what first drew you to her?”

A’yen relaxes a little. Probably from the sunlight making its way into the markings on his arms and easing his constant pain. “Her determination. No matter how much I doubted her, or made her life impossible, she never gave up. On her dreams or me. I admire that, since I’d given up on mine at the time.”