Hi all! Somehow the internet ate my blog post about paranormal heroes, so I’ll find that and post next time. For now, let me tell you about Book 3 in the Dark Protector Series. Hunted officially released this Tuesday on May 1st and is available in both print and e-book formats. Hunted is about a vampire soldier (Connlan Kayrs) and a tough witch (Moira Dunne) who accidentally mated about a century ago. Here’s a new excerpt involving Conn, Moira, and Moira’s cousin, Kell.:
Stretched out on his back, Conn took a deep breath, dropping his head to the floor. His entire body ached as if put through a cement mixer. “Moira.” He needed to make sure she hadn’t bruised her head. She trembled against him, her breath coming in shallow gasps. Anger simmered beneath his skin. His mate was terrified.
Then she lifted her head. He’d misjudged her. Pure, raw fury lit her expression. Shoving against his chest, she leapt to her feet. “Son of a bitch.” Shaking hands pushed back rioting curls as she rounded on her cousin. “Some sort of pull, out of nowhere. Out of the air.” She stalked over to the bar and back, her gaze on the glass littering the floor, thoughts scattering across her face as she turned toward her cousin. “Finally, an explanation. This is how, Kell.”
Conn stretched to his feet. “How what, Moira?” Fury began to bubble anew through his veins. He was a soldier and more than adapt at squashing his emotions. But the heat ripping along his muscles hinted he might not be able to contain his temper today.
She whirled around. “Oh, ah…nothing.”
He saw red. Two strides had her biceps in his hands as he lifted her; two more had her ass slapping the bar. Surprise lit her face and she stilled. He leaned in, allowing every ounce of pissed off power to show on his face. “How what?”
The surprise waned and she flared to life. Temper flashed bright green in those eyes, sparks danced on her skin. “Manhandle me again, Kayrs, and you’ll end up on all fours baying at the moon.” She tried to find leverage with her legs, but his hips kept them immobile on either side of his.
Oh, he’d made a mistake. No way in hell should he have allowed her a century. “Let’s go pack your bags, Moira. We’re heading home.” The sooner he got her safely ensconced at headquarters, the sooner he could hunt for whoever was trying to take her.
She took a deep breath, making an obvious effort to keep from screaming. Color washed her porcelain skin a blazing pink. Perfect teeth clenched as she pushed sound out. “I am home.”
“No. Home just became an underground fortress guarded at every turn.”
Kell cleared his throat. “Ah, as much as I’d like leave you to vampire foreplay, we need to get going.”
I hope you enjoyed the excerpt!