Books, Writing

Author Interview with Rebecca Anne Stewart

With Cathwulf settled by Roarke’s side as Alpha Female, once more, I’m left to uncover my own place within our pack. Finding love in working beside the pack doctor, I’ve thrown myself into learning from the healers that came before me. It’s kept me busy, but it’s hard to focus when my eyes are constantly drawn to the male who once fought to be Cathwulf’s mate. Quillan has an aura that sparks all of my defensive instincts and yet, I can’t seem to stop wanting him to notice me…and I know he’s been keeping close. The truth behind the reason he follows my every step, however, is far more dangerous than I could ever imagine. A reason that could have all the progress I’ve made crumble, and me right along with it when my past returns to haunt me.

Rebecca Anne Stewart

Give us the one to two sentence tagline for your book.

How can I rise to meet my fate when the scars of the past still define me?

What surprised you the most while writing this book?

How easily the storyline came to me. I’m not a plotter so sometimes I get stuck with no clue which direction the story is going to go in, but with this story, I knew exactly what I wanted to do. I had scenes I knew I’d include and lines I’d have characters say. That was a first for me! Maybe it was because I identified a lot with the main character, her reactions to things are close to how I’d have reacted.

Why did you pick the setting you used for your book?

I’m a proud Scot and I love to have my books set in my homeland. I love to describe the rugged landscape of the Highlands and the culture and myth the land is steeped in. The stories about Wulvers were always my favourite, I knew it would be how I set the story.

What is your favorite scene/moment in your book?

My favourite moment has to be when Oria, the main character, finally stands up for herself. It’s such an empowering moment, it made me sure she’d grown and it really starts the change of how she handles herself and the things happening around her that she can’t control.

What scene did you have to cut but wish could have been included?

I cut out a scene in the last chapter where Oria is given a Yule gift as an apology for the way one of the antagonists treated her. I wanted this character to realise her mistakes and seek redemption with Oria. I might still write that and add it as a bonus chapter in my Facebook group.

Tropes get a bad name, but they’re often the biggest draw for readers. What tropes do you love to write and read?

I love when the beginning of a romantic relationship is a little rocky. A bit push and pull, uncertain, I like to see that grow into the couple that truly love each other.

What are your favorite genres/sub-genres to write in? Are there any you love to read but cannot write in?

I meddle in historical fiction/fantasy. There’s something about history that I really gravitate to, especially Roman Britain/Viking and the Tudor era. I love to write about female warriors from these times, the more rustic way of living and the wars that were always brewing. I love to read historical fiction even without the fantasy element and I’ve tried to write some myself but magic always seems to find a way into my stories!

Which do you love to write best: dialogue, setting, action, love scenes, or other?

Dialogue is my favourite, I also like describing landscapes and skies. Especially if jokes are being thrown about, I love to write a character with a sense of humour or one that can’t take anything seriously. Though writing funny can sometimes be difficult, not everyone laughs at the same things.

Which do you hate to write: dialogue, setting, action, love scenes, or other?

I HATE writing sex scenes but I’ve had nothing but praise from readers. It’s reading back through them to edit, for some reason it makes me cringe. There’s always a niggling voice of doubt saying “are you sure that’s how people have sex?” Yes. I am sure. But then I worry…


Excerpt from Way of the Wolf: Endeavor

He was watching. He was always watching, with eyes that burned into my skin and left their mark on my soul. To me he seemed far more feral wolf than man, from the way he tipped his head to listen to someone speak, to the way his eyes were constantly alert. He was intimidating but I found that I was also always watching, entranced. His scent was scorched into my memory and I could sense his presence before I could even see him.
Yet it didn’t matter that his eyes often fell on me because when she was in the room, I became invisible.

I wasn’t sure if I minded or not; instincts that had been built from years of living in a hostile home had me sure I was better off without male attention, but the moon had sung her song the last time she was full and had me craving the feel of his eyes only on me. I’d never craved anything like I craved him. It was a deep seeded seated hunger for his touch on my skin. I’d felt his touch only once and his fingers had been delightfully rough against mine, but that simple touch had set off a spark of desire. Desire and fear.


Rebecca is an Author, musician and singer/song writer based in Alyth, Scotland. She focuses her energy on her creative passions and uses her Highland roots to influence all aspects of her life.

Rebecca comes from a family of musicians and spent much of her childhood absorbing the sounds of traditional music while touring Scotland. Rebecca also has a keen interest in her genealogy as she descends from the country’s travelling folk, a culture steeped in history and stories.

A proud Scottish person with a rich family heritage, Rebecca enjoys spending time with her loved ones, travelling her beautiful native homeland and performing with friends.

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