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Sometimes the
end is really just the beginning…
Dracen Lloyd is the final Guardian looking for her artifact.
Believing she’s a danger to her brethren, she leaves the
vineyard to seek solace. What she finds is a man named Lucas
Kyle.
Luc isn’t quite sure how he got to where he did or who this
woman is who saved him. All he knows is the craving he has
for her eclipses everything else. The longer he’s with her,
the more he falls. Will he be able to remain in her life, or
will circumstances take him from her before he’s ready to
let her go?
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Acidic blood hissed as it landed on her skin but as with
everything else she ignored it. Without slowing, she strode
toward him. She held out one hand, her tanto returning to
it’s spot in her left hand.
“Who are you?”
He stood taller than her six foot frame by a solid five
inches. Harsh contours created his face. His nose showed
signs of having been broken more than once. Thick brows
slashed over dark eyes giving him more of a rugged
appearance.
He stiffened and there was no way to ignore his assessment
of her. She brushed it off, being as she did the same.
“Do not make me repeat my question.”
His gaze tingled something in the back of her mind. He
looked down his nose, opened his mouth, and collapsed in a
heap.
Well, shit.
Casting out with her power, she sought more demons. While
more still hunted her, for the moment she was safe enough.
You can’t leave him there. He’ll freeze.
Scowling at her subconscious’ reminder, she angled her head
to spy behind her. The haze from her sign, sprawled over and
beside her with impressive display. Dragon wings hung low,
clawed tips cut through the snow’s crust.
Weapons stored, she made her way to the man lying in the
snow. She got him back to her cabin and lay him on the sofa.
The cold had slowed his blood flow but she understood she
needed to patch him up. She racked her mind for the best way
to help him. She grabbed blankets.
Get him naked.
Words with different meanings to her. She approached him,
crouched beside him, and called forth her tanto. The next
second her wrist had been gripped in an iron clad hold and
her gaze snared by dark forest green eyes. His reaction
impressed her.
“I’m not going to hurt you. I have to get you out of your
clothes.”
She swore he grinned. “Never let it be said I didn’t
cooperate with a beautiful woman who wanted me naked.” |
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