About the book:
Constance Owens has a gift for finding
unique items in the most unlikely places, which comes in handy since
she buys and sells artifacts and antiques for a living. When she
purchases a set of four dragon statues, she has no idea just how
unique they are, or that finding them will thrust her into a world of
secret societies, men who think nothing of kidnapping and murder to
get what they want, and dragon shifters.
Nic hasn’t survived for four thousand
years by letting his guard down, and he doesn’t trust anyone except
his drakon brothers. The loneliness haunting him has been getting
worse since all his brothers have found their mates. And when he
finds the woman his drakon recognizes instantly as his fated mate, he
doubts he’ll ever have what his brothers have, because it seems
she’s involved with the secret society of hunters who have been
hunting and capturing his kind for hundreds of years.
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Excerpt
Constance
blinked. She heard Abigail scream and some of the men yell. Nic had
to be about fifteen feet long, and that wasn’t including his long,
powerful tail, which was tucked around him.
He
rose on his back legs and released his wings. The spread had to be at
least double the size of his body.
Nic
was a dragon.
She
shook her head. Impossible.
Nic.
Was. A. Dragon.
She’d
had sex with a dragon. She was in love with a bloody dragon. How was
this even possible? Then she remembered what Nic had told her about
Dent and how the group he belonged to wanted to capture him and drink
his blood. She couldn’t let that happen.
But
it was too late. Dent fired at her again, and Nic pounced, coming
down over her. She feared he might crush her with his gigantic body,
but instead, he crouched above her like some big watchdog, shielding
her from any further bullets.
The
moment he was inside the circle, something changed. He roared as
though he was in pain. She scrambled out from beneath him. “Nic?
Nic, what’s wrong?” Stupid question all things considered, but
this was something different, something he hadn’t been expecting.
These
statues were dangerous to him.
He
turned his big head toward her and opened his mouth. God, those were
big teeth. All the better to eat her with. Yeah, not a pleasant
thought. In this form, she’d barely be a snack.
“Run.”
The word was guttural, as though it had been pulled from him.
He’d
known. He’d known she’d planned to betray him, and still he was
trying to save her. If she hadn’t already loved him, she would have
fallen in that moment. Man or beast, it didn’t matter. He’d
known. He’d known she’d planned to betray him, and still he was
trying to save her. If she hadn’t already loved him, she would have
fallen in that moment. Man or beast, it didn’t matter.
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