Loved by a Dragon by Alisa Woods

Author:Alisa Woods [Woods, Alisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sworn Secrets Publishing
Published: 2017-03-21T18:30:00+00:00

The jazz club was lit by her presence the moment she walked in.

Her white-fringed, straight-lined flapper dress couldn’t hide those curves, but it was the way she moved that captivated Leksander. Careful, like every step mattered, yet boldly moving through the room without a care for the lascivious gazes that followed. Sultry with that sway in her hips, yet innocent of that as well. As if every doll walked the way she did. Bold. Confident. Like her dress was heavy battle armor, but she carried the burden well.

She was a study in contrasts.

Leksander couldn’t take his eyes off her.

Then he reached out to taste her with his fae senses and found… angeling! Even more intrigued, he openly watched as she stepped past tables full of bruisers, a card game in action, and the stage where soulful music soothed Leksander’s ache for home. He hadn’t been long from France, but he would trade a good bottle of wine for all this whiskey, and his soul cried for some refinement in the rough-and-tumble town of Seattle, just getting started in this new world. Truthfully, he’d only come to the club tonight to convince his brother Lucian to leave the keep, while Leonidas was here for the same reason he always was—a female companion or two.

Leksander was just looking, not tasting, since Lucian had refused to come, but now, with this angeling… she caught Leonidas’s eye as well. Leksander lifted his chin and gave his brother a nod to let him know he would watch over the creature. Leonidas could continue his pursuits. So Leksander finished his foul shot of whiskey and edged toward the far side of the club, where the girl—she looked barely twenty, although for angelings there was no telling—had been stopped in her sauntering by a group of men by the back door. They had the stench of ill-intent on them, but they were only human, not the vampires he’d routed from the city earlier in the week, nor the wolf shifters he’d chanced upon at the speakeasy. Leksander pretended to watch the horn player in his solo, but she never left the corner of his eye. So when she moved to the back door, surrounded by the pack of men, he was drawn as though a rope were leashed to his neck.

By the time he reached the fresh night air in the back, she’d already laid out three of them, and they weren’t looking to get up soon. He’d never seen an angeling in action, just heard the story of them back in France, but the way she gripped the man she was kissing… no, not kissing, but something else… he was entranced. And she was drunk with it, releasing him and staggering back against the wall just to hold herself up. The man lumbered away, and Leksander quickly strode her side. Her head was tipped back, and she was breathing heavily, eyes closed and face awash in joy.

“Are you all right?” he asked, a little breathless with watching her.

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