The Enforcer Book Cover The Enforcer
Fire's Edge Book 4
Abigail Owen
paranormal romance
Entangled: Amara

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The Enforcer by Abigail Owen

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Book blurb:

Death comes for everyone. Even Drake Chandali. The aging process that twists all unmated dragon shifters’ bodies into something useless has taken hold of his body centuries early. A mate could have reversed the process, but now it’s too late. To protect his team of enforcers, he leaves, and comes face to face with the woman he’d thought was human when he saved her from a fire months before.

Except she’s not human. She’s a mate.

Camilla Carrillo almost lost her family to wildfire. To discover she’s fated to mate a creature made of flame and rage, and become one herself, should be terrifying. But somehow a rightness settles inside her, especially when she’s around the glowering red dragon shifter who wants nothing to do with her.

When Drake learns Cami bears his mark—the same mark as the High King—he refuses to believe she’s meant to be his. It’s too late. How could he turn Cami only to take her with him to the grave? At the same time, he can’t walk away. Hiding her from the corrupt, rotting High King might be the last honorable thing Drake ever does with the little time he has left.

Excerpt :

“What’s wrong with him?” The man was so damn…vital. How could anything be wrong?

Rune shifted his gaze from the man unconscious between them to Cami. “If a dragon shifter doesn’t find his mate by a certain age, he starts the decline to death sooner, battling with diseases of the mind or the flesh. It’s different for each man.”

Cami grimaced. “And Drake?”

She dropped her gaze to his face. Even in repose he appeared serious…strong. It seemed impossible that this hard man could give in to any weakness like that.

“His nervous system is failing, causing pain and numbness.”

She barely knew Drake. At this point she might know him carnally even better than she did as a person, his body speaking to hers in a way that drew a response she’d been unable to ignore or resist. Cami seriously doubted he’d put up with that kind of affliction for long.

“Can he be…healed?”

“In theory.” A grim undertone to Rune’s words had Cami lifting her head to regard his expression, trying to suss out what that meant.


“If he finds his mate and successfully turns her.”

A spark of emotion she couldn’t pin down pulsed within her at the thought. But the way Rune said that sounded…doubtful. “Why do I get the feeling there’s a problem?”

He raised his eyebrows. “Beyond finding his mate at all, even though he’s been searching and waiting for over seven hundred years?”

That long? “Well…yeah. Other than that.”

“Drake had an opportunity with a woman here recently, and he passed.”

Something ugly that she refused to define slithered through her at the thought of this man mating some other faceless woman. “Who?”

Rune shook his head. “That’s his story to tell. However, the ‘why’ I will let you in on. Drake believes that he’s too far along. That he’ll kill any woman he tries to mate either way. Either desperation will cause him to choose wrong and she’ll die in his flames. Or…”

He paused, lips going flat. “Or they’ll successfully mate but it’s too late and she won’t heal him. When he dies, she will, too.”

Drake had passed on a chance to save himself in order to avoid the risk of killing this other woman.

Despite herself, Cami’s lips pulled up at one corner in a half smile. “Yup. All bark,” she murmured to herself.

But Rune’s advanced hearing caught it. “Don’t you believe it,” he warned, going cold and hard on her. “His bite is way worse.”

But not for me. Cami had no idea what made her so sure of that, but she was.

“You mean he’s a stubborn, argumentative ass?” Cami asked. She dropped to sit on the mattress, tempted to take Drake’s hand. “I figured that out already.”

And strangely sort of liked that about the guy. Weird.

He’d rather be left the fuck alone.” Drake’s dark voice curled around her, drawing her gaze down to his face and setting her heart off on a dead sprint.

Shit. How much had he heard?


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