Zale

Davis~


It was just another job-at least it was supposed to be-but snaring the feisty blue dragon I'd been contracted to collect and her rider in my trap changed everything. Hunting dragons was my job, and I was damn good at it. I'd never missed a target. Never failed to make a delivery. So why was every step toward turning over my bounty suddenly a struggle? No quarry had ever managed to get under my skin, but something in Zale's haunting blue eyes called to me like nothing ever had before.



Zale~


When Itsaso and I were kidnapped, we fought like hell but found ourselves at the dragon hunter's mercy. He locked my dragon away, leaving me to face captivity alone. Now, all I have to rely on is the training that's been drilled into me every day for as long as I can remember and biding my time, waiting for Davis to make a mistake. Or my brothers to find and rescue us. But something happened the first time I truly looked in Davis's eyes, dark pools as deep and enchanting as the sea, and I realized I was in so much more danger than I thought. How could a ruthless dragon hunter be my perfect mate?

Contains mature themes.