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Published by: St. Martin's Press
ISBN13: 9781250109552
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His strength, his masculinity brought out something primal within her. In his arms, she felt like the Amazon warrior sheβd once pretended to be as a little girl.
Anson is a fierce Dragon King, a dragon shapeshifter born and bred to protect his own. But when a rogue tech company hacks into their world, he must join forces with the unlikeliest of allies: a human female. Her name is Devon Abrams. A rising star at the firm, she has no idea that her boss is in league with the sinister Fae and their secret war against humanity. If Anson gains her trust, he can defeat the enemy from within. But first he must fight his own attractionβto this exquisitely beautiful mortalβ¦
Devon loves her job at the firm. But sometimes she wishes she could find a manβa real manβwho isnβt threatened by her success. When she first meets Anson, sheβs overwhelmed by his powerful masculine presence and disarmingly gorgeous smile. But when he reveals his true missionβand his ability to transform into a dragonβsheβs irresistibly drawn into an epic battle between humans and immortals, magic and technology, danger and desire. Anson vows to protect her from the Fae. But can he control the flames of passion that blaze within his heart?
CHAPTER ONE
London, England
January
The press of people, the noise, the mayhem was going to drive Anson mad. Heβd never minded it before.
Then again, his entire way of life hadnβt been hanging in the balance.
A man slammed his shoulder into Anson as he walked past. Anson fisted his hands and kept his growing ire under control. To think that heβd walked the streets of London just seven months before, loving that he could get lost amidst the millions of mortals.
Now, he craved the solitude of his mountain. To have the sixty thousand acres that was Dreagan to roam uncharted and unchecked. To take to the skies in his true form, flying from cloud to cloud.
Unfortunately, Dreagan would have to wait. Anson had been tasked with a critical mission. His gaze landed on the two females in his charge. Kinsey, the taller of the two had her dark brown hair up with her face hidden by a baseball cap as she sipped her coffee. She was carefully concealed behind people while taking pictures of everyone who entered the office building.
The second woman, Esther, was a trained MI5 agent who used those skills now to fade into the throng of people. Esther was perfectly average from her brown hair and eyes to her height, but her training had given her the ability to change her appearance as needed.
Her hair was pulled back in a bun, and she wore glasses. The dowdy clothes, as well as the way she hunched her shoulders and looked down, made her appear as if she were afraid of her own shadow. It also caused others to forget her as soon as they saw her.
This was their third day watching Kyvor and learning the comings and goings of those who worked at the tech company. With Kinseyβs computer abilities, and Estherβs spy skills, the girls were quickly learning all there was to know about the top executives.
And theyβd already found their target.
Sitting on his hands babysitting wasnβt something Anson did wellβor willingly. He was a fighter, a warrior, a Dragon King who was used to taking care of a situation himself, not watching. Or waiting.
Then again, he couldnβtβand wouldnβtβsay no to watching the future mate of a Dragon King. Thatβs what Kinsey was. She and Ryder had fallen in love despite everything that had worked to keep them apart. It was up to Anson now to make sure she remained safe and unhurt until they could return to Dreagan.
Not that Esther was any less important. She might not be a future mate, but she was the sister of one of their closest and most trusted alliesβHenry North.
Having two such women to keep an eye on made Anson nervous. Both were reckless and rash. It should be him investigating Kyvor. Alone.
But that was difficult to do since the tech company had files on each of the Dragon Kings.
He blew out a weary breath. All those eons of hiding, believing no mortals knew of the dragons who lived in Scotland and made the finest whisky in the world.
Perhaps it had been foolish to believe their ruse would never be discovered. Yet it had worked for thousands of years. The humans had never known of their existence, and the Dragon Kings were able to live with a sliver of the freedom theyβd once enjoyed.
Anson pulled his baseball cap low and moved off the sidewalk when a security guard at Kyvorβs doors looked his way. How easy it would be to end all of this.
All he had to do was shift. In one instant, everyone would see him in dragon form. With a swipe of his tail, he could clear the roads. With one breath of dragon fire, he could obliterate the buildings.
He didnβt wish to harm humans. But he was tired of pretending to be something he wasnβt. He was a dragon.
A Dragon King.
And he missed his Browns with an ache that went so deep it pierced his soul.
Now, as he looked at the mortals, he felt β¦ revulsion. Because they had dug into his world and that of his brethren, everything had changed.
Hiding was becoming more difficult. Not only did Kyvor have information on all of them, but the video that showed the Kings fightingβand shiftingβwas also very much still in the news, even all these months later.
Never mind the fact that the Kings had been battling the Dark Fae at the time, and the Dark had used magic. The humans saw what they wanted, though, and that was dragons with other mortals.
How wrong they were. If only the humans knew what was living among them. But that wasnβt his concern.
No longer would the Kings be allowed to go about their days in relative obscurity. Kyvor may not have released the information theyβd obtained, but it was only a matter of time. More importantly, the Kings needed to know who at Kyvor had gained such information.
Thatβs why Kinsey and Esther had decided to infiltrate the company and destroy everything. It was a long shot, yet one that had to be taken.
For every Dragon King.
For every mate.
For peace.
Anson ran a hand over his chin. Peace. That word should mean so much but rarely did. At one time, there had been harmony between dragons and mortals.
It had seemed to only last a heartbeat, though. Then all Hell had broken loose. The next thing he knew, dragons were crossing the dragon bridge with the Kings remaining behind.
The plan was to bring the dragons back one day. Anson snorted. That wasnβt likely to happen. Heβd realized that ages ago, even if he did still hold out hope of seeing his clan.
βSheβs here,β Estherβs voice said in his ear.
Her British accent was soft and smooth, but she had the ability to do different dialects with ease whenever she wanted.
He rubbed his ear with the earpiece. Esther had made him wear it so they could all keep in contact. He couldβve easily heard them with his enhanced senses, but the same couldnβt be said for the girls.
βI see her,β Kinseyβs Scottish brogue came through the earpiece.
Ansonβs gaze locked on the leggy brunette they were speaking about. She arrived at Kyvor like clockwork every morning at 7:33.
There was a smile in Estherβs voice when she said, βDevon Abrams is the key.β
The woman wore impeccable clothing tailored to fit her body and her curves. She carried a handbag that Kinsey cooed over in his ear, while Esther admired how fashionable her hair always was.
Today, Devon had her shoulder-length hair in soft waves that seemed in contrast to her more severe navy pencil skirt and white top. The sky blue jacket that fell a few inches short of her skirt tied the entire ensemble together.
Or so Esther said through the earpiece. Frankly, he couldnβt care less what Devon wore. She was a means to an end, and the sooner they got to that end, the better.
Though he couldβand didβadmire Devonβs beauty. She had the walk of a woman who was used to being in charge, someone who was no stranger to accomplishing her goals.
βSheβll never turn,β he whispered into the mic.
Kinsey sighed loudly. βSheβs not going to be an easy flip, thatβs for sure. Devon is loyal to Kyvor and working her way up that corporate ladder fast. I wish she would flip to make things easier.β
βLiar,β Esther said with a chuckle. βYou want to hack the system again.β
βYouβre right,β Kinsey said, anger tinting her voice. βAfter what they did to both of us, I want to make them pay.β
Anson looked at the two girls. It wasnβt the first time heβd wondered if he should have backup. Though it was kept tightly controlled, there was a fury that burned in both women that demanded to be unleashed.
And it was directed at Kyvor.
The tech company hadnβt just dug into Dreagan and the Dragon Kings. Theyβd used both Esther and Kinsey in the worst way. With magic.
The power that had taken had alerted the Kings that there was a Druid out there they needed to findβand quickly. Playing with someoneβs mind took considerable strength and ability. Whoever this Druid was could pose a huge problem.
While the girls looked to erase all the files on themselves and Dreagan, Anson would search for any clue as to who the Druid was while keeping the females safe.
βI want to go in tonight,β Kinsey said.
He knew it was too soon. βNay.β
βWe can do it,β Esther argued.
βNoβ yet,β he stated. βSoon, though.β
That seemed to pacify them. Not that he could blame them for their urgency. He wanted his own kind of justice against those at Kyvor, but even he knew not everyone was to blame.
He needed to know who led the investigation, whoβd ordered it, and how theyβd gotten their information on all of them. The fact that Kyvor knew all of the Dragon Kings and specific information about them was troubling.
Because there was only one person who knew those kinds of detailsβUlrik.
Ulrik had been banished from Dreagan long ago, and because of that, he had his own agenda against them. The Kings were fighting enemies on all sides, and Anson wanted a win sometime soon.
He needed it after everything that had been lostβand that which could still be taken away.
His gaze swept the area, looking at each face. It wouldnβt surprise him if Ulrik were there. Everywhere the Kings went, Ulrik managed to show up.
So far, Anson had been out of luck seeing his old friend. It wasnβt as if he wanted to talk to Ulrik. Some of the other Kings had and didnβt have anything good to say about the experience. It was probably better if Anson didnβt talk to him.
Because he didnβt want to talk. He wanted to punch Ulrik in the nose.
All of this, everything that had happened beginning three years ago, was all Ulrikβs fault. The spell Con had put into place to prevent the Kings from feeling anything deeply for the humans would still be working had Ulrik not had his magic unbound by Darcy.
Because when Ulrikβs magic returned, it had shattered the spell, and the Kings had begun to fall in love. That created a distraction for everyone because now they had mates to protect and shelter, as well.
Ansonβs gaze located Kinsey among the humans. Heβd seen her with Ryder, had witnessed the deep love between them. It was the kind of love his sister used to dream of. The kind sheβd longed to find.
He used to tune his sister out as she spoke of romance. Now, he wished he could go back in time and soak up every word, look, and gesture.
She hadnβt found her true love. Sheβd found death at the hands of a human instead. It was for that reason that heβd joined Ulrik in the war with the mortals.
But slaying humans hadnβt given him the satisfaction heβd hoped for. It just made the emptiness within him grow. Over time, heβd let go of his hatred. It hadnβt been easy, but itβs what his sister wouldβve wanted.
Sheβd only seen the world at its best. Not once had she seen the ugly, cruel side, even when it had been right in front of her. Sheβd refused to accept it. That had brought her death, but even as heβd held her in his arms while the life drained away, there was no anger inside her.
The mortals hadnβt seen the dragons as anything other than beasts. They didnβt know the dragons had families and friends. He wasnβt sure if it wouldβve mattered had the humans known.
A look at the state of things now showed how little the mortals thought of life. The depravity they leveled against each otherβincluding children and animalsβturned his stomach.
The humans were like unruly children with no discipline and no one to guide them, doing whatever they wanted, however they wanted.
Thousands of years of the same wars, same crimes, same cruelty. Nothing changed.
And nothing ever would.
He looked at the Kyvor building. Maybe it was time someone took a stand and did something. Perhaps it was time the Dragon Kings returned to the sky where they belonged.
Reviews
βThe central romance, fueled by a hostage drama, plays out in glorious detail against a backdrop of multiple ongoing issues in the βDark Kingsβ books. This seemingly penultimate installment creates a nice segue to a climactic end.β βΒ Library Journal
ββ¦intense romance amid the growing war between the Dragons and the Dark Fae is scorching hot.β βΒ Booklist
Top Pick! βThis series is a must read for paranormal / fantasy readers.β βΒ Night Owl Romance Reviews
4.5 Stars! βBlaze did not disappoint and Iβm thrilled with how intricate this overall war arc has become.β βΒ Rantings of a Reading Addict
4 Stars! βWhen you crack a Donna Grant novel, you know youβre in for a treat.β βΒ Tome Tender
4 Stars! βBlaze is packed full of actionβ¦β βΒ The Genre Minx
βExcellent book by Donna Grant! First one I have read by her, and I can already tell she is going to be a must-read for me going forward.β βΒ Lady with a Quill